Gypsy Stories

This is a true story that happened to me not too long ago. I do not promote this kind of thing but this is how it happened and I will tell you every detail. The names, age and facts are all true. Although you might not believe it sometimes, I have no intention of lying but these are the facts. I guess this happens once in your lifetime but only if you encourage it, if we would have left when we had the chance everything w...

Each night beneath the kindly moon’s soft radiance We make again that joyful connection of love Vulnerable in our emotional nakedness As we bare the most profound feelings of our hearts All too soon the hour of parting is upon us Catching us unaware in our communion The whistle of the passing train is the sad signal That we must reluctantly say goodnight, sweet dreams Come away with me on a romantic adventure And succumb...

Kali woke to the sound of movement from downstairs. Rolling over she checked the time, squinting her eyes at the bright screen of her phone. 3:24.Frowning, she pushed herself into a sitting position and listened again. The house should be empty apart from her. Her parents had left earlier that day and wouldn’t be home until Sunday. The noise came again, and she swung her legs over the side of the bed, padding to her door...

Gypsy girl, Flirting with danger. Shy man, needing touch... Midnight moon, pussy wet, Clenching for a cock to ride... You, bulging so much That I can see your veins pulsing for my desire, My fuckjuice. It took one look Fucking like cosmos with our telepathic thoughts. Giant sunbursts easing my gentle whimpers... Silence. And then a cataclysm of waves Tsunami's of pleasure. With one look, A stare from your baby blues... Me...

I am Rom, My life it doth fly, Through hither and yonder, We ride you and I. Through the earth’s golden valleys, To the mountains above, We hang, heads in sorrow, No-“where” to call home. Twas ever a “one day,” A moment of bliss, Saw first my “Dark Eyes,” In the heavens domed skies. Stars all a glitter, The augury told, Fate it embraced me, My heart it grew bold. Her fire it consumed me, Lasting rebirths in our soul, Her...

Every year there is the country fair held in August, not far from where I live. It was very popular and I had been going to it for the last few years. There was always a lot to do and plenty of displays of handicrafts, and home baked goods (which were always great) as well as veggies and flowers to be judged. Last year they had a kissing booth and the proceeds went to the community. The theme had been very interesting, th...