Emma Morgan walked, naked, out of the bathroom, fresh from a long session in the shower. On the bed lay the gown, meticulously spread. Emma felt so proud, that she had designed and applied every last stitch to the burgundy silk material. Mainston College, having a course in fashion design, had been her first choice when leaving high school. Emma had shown such flair that she was encouraged to stay on for a doctorate in...

Three days after my eighteenth birthday my parents left on their annual European tour so I was left to fend for myself. Before leaving my mother had said, "No wild parties while we're away mind." My Dad's final wink and nudge comment had been, "About time you were getting to know something about girls, isn't it, Danny?"Hell, did the whole world know I was still a virgin. Most of my friends at college were forever banging...

As he walks into the room I tell him, "Get on your knees!" Without complaint he complies. Stepping in front of me, he towers over me, being almost a foot taller than me. I look up at him in our close proximity, my face barely clears his chest. He looks amazing. A gray T-shirt that was tighter around his chest and shoulders. As well as jeans that seem to fit just right around his waist and ass, then fall a little baggy aro...

The late-summer evening sun shines through the windows of the room, casting long panels of warm yellow light onto the walls and floor. She lies naked on the bed, her skin glowing in the sunlight, her body resting from the long day at work. Laying there, waiting, eyes closed. She hears me walk quietly across the room to stand over her.Sitting down next to her on the bed, she turns to face me, opening her eyes to meet my ow...

Do you know what abandonment is? It's crazy I need to explain it. It can take on many forms. Come in many different ways. Most assume it is leaving. Did you ever think of the silence? You forget;It's the absence of something. Something you need. Something you crave. What are you missing? The touch. The feeling. The magic of it all. The touch, Where did it go? The feeling, How can you miss it so? The magic, When will it be...

Its truly amazing, How much I need to feel, A woman's touch, A woman's heal. I need the feel of a woman's touch. The love, the care, I have so much love, With you, I can share. Its so much higher on my list, Than when I was younger. Now I understand, And now I wonder. When will I get? When will be my time? To have the woman's touch this feeling should be a crime. I need a woman's touch. I need to have that one. I need to...

Yes, that is a command; I want you to be able to just do it. Imagine, feel with your mind. Clear your head and feel the liquid pooling around your clit. How your fingers play lightly in the wetness, your mind painting a picture. The tingles, it sends to the pit of your soul. Fingers sliding just on the inside of your lips, the slickness. The electrifying little bits of need build. Never going in, just tracing very lightly...

Love has no why, Where or what Love speaks from thy heart It conquers you suddenly Or may be a simple whisper From a land far off It sets away all questions Of right or wrong It never makes any sense To you or to other  But is always very strong It engulfs you in arms We never have a choice To mend or deny As only hearts decide There’s hardly any plan Its beyond our means I feel what you dither To say to me Your heart spe...

Tell me... What I should do to you, how I should hold you, how I should kiss you, and how I should touch you. Tell me... What you would do to me, how you would hold me, how you would kiss me, and how you would touch me. Arouse me... Where do you moisten? How do you taste? How do you feel? And how I excite you? And I will... Hold you in my dreams, dream of your passion, dream of your lust, and find release in your words. T...