We had been drinking and talking for the last half hour. I don’t know if it was Amy’s hand on my thigh, or Tyler’s prolonged stare in a bit of extended silence, but I knew we had hit the fork in the road. No longer could we pretend that we were three frie...
Her curves are much more than a gentle melody that plays its symphony of love in ten thousand ways The gentle rise and fall of her chest so fine A rhythm that matches the beat of my heart's rhyme Forever and always my devotion will be true For she is the...
Spencer and his two “wives”, as Cheryl and Stephanie thought of themselves, spent the rest of the summer having sex most nights of the week, and he made sure to alternate between them to keep things fair. When the summer ended, Cheryl had found a job in t...
1. Prologue. Catherine is a young, vibrant, beautiful and very, very bored young woman. She married her husband Tom at a young age, and did not have much experience at the time. He was a young and attractive man, though a little older than her, and with g...
The dress was easier to describe by what it lacked than what it did not. It had no sleeves, no back, no sides and almost no front; the wide draping cowl of the neckline plunging down to a point well below the tiny vertical slit of her belly button. The lo...
Tilda was feeling uncomfortable. She was usually uncomfortable in a doctor's waiting room, but today it was worse. Perhaps it was for the best that her usual gynaecologist was away at a conference. It would have been worse to explain her situation to poor...
I'm thinking about us being snuggled up on the sofa, freshly showered, and in fluffy white bath robes. Facing each other, some soft music playing in the background logs crackling in the open fireplace as the last bit of the winter daylight fades away. We...
I see an Angel upon the cliff top, looking out upon the bay. Her silhouette is shapely curved against the backdrop of the water beyond. I can’t help but approach from behind, allowing my hands to wander across her beautiful form. Reaching under her blouse...
A wise friend always tells me that the only thing constant is change. Like it or not, everything changes - sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. Sometimes change is quick and powerful, and sometimes it happens so slowly, you can barely see it...
I hate weekends. The weekdays are so full of fun, things to look forward to, excitement, naughty thoughts, lustful behaviour and orgasms to die for, from a lover that can't get enough of my teenage body, complete with blossoming tits that just keep growin...
Why is she not kissing me?! That's all I could think of, gazing at her lips with desire while sitting on the ground outside a London movie theater where Kay and I had just shared our first date. With our bodies inches away and legs intertwined, we couldn'...
When Jerry returned home, his brain was once again a jumble of emotions and mental images. Within the last couple of weeks, his life had changed dramatically. His friend and neighbor, Erin Lovejoy, had made him an offer he could never have imagined. She a...
While Sara rode my boyfriend's hard cock, I rummaged through the nightstand for my next toy. My heart raced as I pulled out a strap-on that used to drive her insane. Our eyes locked as she caught sight of the sleek, thick, midnight black dildo that would...
Silvia After Halloween, Michelle and I were getting together regularly. We were discovering more about each other with each date or sleepover. Michelle enjoyed taking more of the lead role in our relationship. I didn't mind because I was new at this, and...
I was working out upstairs in our spare bedroom/fitness room and had music playing, but I still heard the truck when it came up the driveway – of course, it helped that the dogs went nuts, as they always do when someone dares venture onto their turf. It’s...
