At the ends of the tombs is Silence. It is spread above the fields. Chill winds blow making Silence in motion. Silence now moves further ahead, eyes staring at it. Only the throbbing of the leaves can be heard. Even wolves don’t dare to growl. They just join the eyes looking quietly at the Dance of Silence. It embraces the earth. The air, the water and fire. An erotic act with souls magnetized by the welcoming warmth of t...

As Betty attacked her sex with both hands, the building wave of ecstasy within Stacy crashed down in climax. Stacy let herself wail and scream as her orgasm wracked her body. In truth, it wasn't actually one of her strongest climaxes but the swinger had been able to bring her off a lot faster than she would have believed possible. Jared too recognized the signs of what was for his wife a moderately powerful orgasm. She ha...

Stacy Lancaster was working on her makeup when she heard her husband's cell phone ring. She didn't think anything of it. She was a bit preoccupied. Stacy usually didn't wear makeup. Even at work where she was an office manager she only wore a little lipstick and skipped that half the time. She had become reasonably proficient with blush and eye-shadow, occasionally using it in moderation for important business events. Thi...

She had unlocked the door to the studio she shared with two other aspiring artists early. It was just a few minutes after 8 in the morning on a Monday in early August. There was so much work to do. Her big exhibition was just six short weeks away, and she has to finish at least ten canvasses. Fifteen would be better! And she made tea and put some Beethoven on the CD-player. She changed into her favourite painters coat, th...

I was onboard flight United Air 678 from Sydney to Los Angeles. I was sitting in the economy class cabin. The flight was full; there was no room to breathe, let alone move. My seat was at the rear end of the plane at a window of a three-seat section. I felt claustrophobic and was not looking forward to the fourteen-hour nonstop flight. I always requested the aisle seat but this flight was so overbooked I had to take what...

Leah stepped out of the elevator. Someone trained in reading subtle psychological tells would have immediately noted her repeated pursing of her lips, and the repetitive manner in which she clutched her handbag, while absently twirling fingers through her long, jet black hair. Of course that someone would have to be immune to her enormous sex appeal in order to observe the subtleties.  The concierge looked up and smiled....

At 35,000 feet over the Atlantic, my mind was so full of the reason for making this one-day trip, I knew I would not be able to avoid the other memories of the intimacies and joys of our life together. Was Leah, my daughter, right in telling me I was crazy? “Hell, Dad, you’re eighty years old. Why would you want to go back to New York at your age?”  I knew the whole family, were thinking I was showing the first signs of d...

Leeann Benson and Ashley Hannigan in Part I, discovered their new love for each other—more than just being best friends, but having sex with each other. Their worries earlier in the day of their first experience how it would affect their sex lives with their husbands disappeared when they had sex with their husbands, Brad Benson and Kevin Hannigan, that evening and into the wee hours of the night.   The sound of music fro...

The story I’m about to share was such an incredible experience and it actually happened to me and my wife about four months ago.  We have been married for over twenty years.  She is forty-two and still looks absolutely amazing.  She is five-feet-three-inches tall, a  thin-framed brunette, about one hundred and twenty pounds, with an amazing ass, always shaved pussy and small perky tits.  Even at forty-two, her body is lik...

 Flowers in Her HairThe flowers were waiting for Julie when she pulled up to her apartment.  A bouquet of daisies resting upon the welcome mat putting a smile on her face.  Even after all these years, she mused as she unlocked the door, then closed it behind her before searching for an unused vase to set them on, settling on a glazed pink cylinder, which was placed on near the kitchen window.  She’d always loved flowers. ...

Gaze into the mirrorAt that beauty standing thereNo mar upon perfectionA visage pure and fairSmile, a mouth that curves in glassReflection in the eyesFull form is that caught staring backDeadened, yet alivePassions build without restraintNo halt to those desiresNo holds barred, now evil deedsCan feed untended firesFlesh becomes the canvasBone is now the frameTrapped within the portraitCursed to bear your nameHow blissful...

The two day trip into Luangwa National Park would have been uneventful had it not been for all the hot passion experienced inside the motorhome. Due to the soaring temperatures the girls were topless most of the time, and completely naked when relaxing on the double-bed at the back. This proved to be most distracting whilst driving without glancing up into the rear view mirror.Ria purposely performed her yoga routines on...

Brandy was the very cute college Sophomore who lived in my apartment complex. Watching her slip across the parking lot, through the breezeway in my building and over to the pool became a pastime I enjoyed, whenever I worked from home. She always wore shorts that were three sizes to small, with half her butt showing. Her form fitting t-shirts were equally tantalizing. I longed to check her out at the pool, because I knew s...

Cindy was the cute little vivacious office gal that did payroll and greeted our customers. Every guy in the company like Cindy and for good reason. She was single and very sexy. She was easy on the eyes and always flirting with everyone, yet no one could manage to crack her security shield. She had a steadfast rule against dating anyone from work and she was quick to let everyone know it. Cindy showed up at our company Ch...