Ok, so I’ve had four horrid days of full-on work. I am stressed and grouchy and need looking after. You meet me at the door, naked, which instantly brings a smile to my face. And as I kick off my heels, shrug my coat off, and chuck my handbag on the floor, you sink to your knees in front of me and, glide your hands underneath my knee-length skirt and push it up and start to kiss my stocking-clad thighs. You know exactly w...

His handsome face and bedroom eyes, They give my lust a cause to rise, My need for him is dire; He sees some things the others miss, I dream of him, he steals a kiss, That kiss sets me on fire. We text and chat with clever prose, Desire for him, I hope he knows, I so enjoy the flirt; I ache for him, does he for me? Just where this leads, I hope to see, My nips, they poke my shirt. He wants to know my feelings now, To keep...

April Fleeter clenched her thighs together as she stood at the sink. That didn’t help. The need deep inside her would not go away. She had expected this when three-times-a-week lover, Jake, had given her the news. “Bastard!” she yelled at the ceiling now. Jake knew husband Jeff’s ship was in Singapore, two months from a homecoming. He also knew damned well about her physical needs. Three days without a man and she was any...

Never been an exhibitionist, but the thought is slowly growing on me, breeding from within, consuming me. The intention, once insignificant, building into action from just a glance in the bathroom mirror. The pics taken, unleashing an unexpected rush and extraordinary arousal. Then a burning itch, making me share them with purpose, a newfound kind of release.  ... Eyes lit up wide open, taking in the view—shapes and colou...

Whenever Sami’s juices simmered and drizzled, her need couldn’t be delayed. As usual, she’d call for well-endowed, reliable Jeff. Always willing. No commitment. Her occasional human vibrator, who plundered Sami’s inner moisture with his rock-hard member, until she screamed her release. Always, hardness to softness, then over. Nothing changed. Until that night. What was different? His kisses, more passionate, had never con...

I felt tense and needed release. I felt dirty and sweaty after spending all morning running errands and cleaning the apartment. Three-day weekends should be the norm, not the exception. It had been another long work week, and then Steve got me all excited on Thursday. I could still remember how he smelled and how he tasted – at least I think I could.I should not have told him that I’d call him. Now the responsibility was...

Desperate and yearning, my toes are now curling.Fingers strumming my clit.Desperately seeking, my aching cunt weeping.Tongue sweeping up my slit. Desperate and needing, my voice is now pleading.Fingers thrust roughly inside.Desperately begging, fists gripping the bedding.Pinned down by my thighs. Desperate and seeking, the point I'm near reaching.Arms bound above my head.Desperately fighting, the ropes that are biting.Dev...

Yuki was sitting in her big swivel chair with her legs up on her computer desk, spread wide apart like a whore, with her fingers deep in her cunt, rubbing and circling. I could hear her hard breathing, desperate, close to her climax. She didn't know I was there in the near total dark of the half-lit room. I had watched the whole thing; how she had parted the hem of her crimson and white antique Kimono, pulled the silk pan...

Glitter water flowingSun flecks on her skinDancing with the riverAs graceful as a nymph Free from care and troublesSmooth unfurrowed browThe visage of an angelWhose serenity is found On land her heart weighed heavyLife’s burdens bearing downAfloat, her tresses streamingDressed in her aqueous gown Moving with the currentCleansed of tragic stainWatching her is joyfulRelinquishing her pain Celebrate her solaceAs tranquilly s...