I wake up, disoriented, and then, sitting up, realize – I’m at your house, in your sisters bedroom. The room isn’t completely dark – there’s a thin sliver of moonlight coming through a crack in the curtains, which illuminates half my face and body as
In a stroke of dream-logic, we decide that I should spend some time with you to see if what we have can withstand real life. Somehow I explain it to my current boyfriend in a way that makes it okay. If you and I are as compatible in person as we are
In my dream, I’m sitting at the dining room table with Lorie to my left and Doug to my right. We’re having dinner and a bit of slightly strained conversation â€” we’re comfortable but don’t really know each other.
I hear the front door open f
I was jumped in my car and headed for the nearest free-way. It wasn’t long before I spotted a Cree cab dualie with heavy tinted windows. So I slowed down and got ready for the show…
This time I had on a skimpy little see-through number that barel
The rain fell hard all around us. The only light came from a old street light down the road. The droplets glistened off our naked bodies as they ran down and over our chests. He looked at me and watched as droplets wondered their way over my breasts
Lonley had he become. No attention would he ever get for the pugnacious, aggressiveness. The cold hearted-ness’s visibility of his character that shined upon him. His unethical qualities had driven people away from him, which lead him being the cultu
“Do the cock dance for me… please Sailor.” That is what she calls it the “cock dance.” She lays on my bed all laid and happy, in the “glowing” transitional state of “wanting another round, another do, please do me, do whatever you want to do to me.
Submissive at work
I had a great trip fucked by a ton of guys, now back to reality. Dressed in jeans and a tee shirt I sit at my cubical and turn on the computer before going for my morning coffee. No one knows I am wearing panties and stockings und
…as the week went on mine and Ronnie’s time together got even better.
So our relationship continued on for years after that wonderful Christmas weekend, and another time in particular I will not forget.
So one morning I was getting ready for s
My very own sugar daddy
I sat back stage waiting my turn to dance. It was a gay bar and lots of horny men wanting some young guy to take home with him; the trouble was I wasn’t young. Sure I had a great body slim smooth more fem then anything, and
Shelly looked over Macenzie’s shoulder in the mirror and drew in a deep breath, swamping herself in the beautiful scent of jasmine. “You looked so beautiful tonight. That little black dress is so sexy. Your husband couldn’t take his eyes off of
“what’s his name?” She said staring at a picture of handsome man. “John Sullivan.” She barely caught his low voice. “They’ve put a high price on him, and they asked for you specifically.” He emphasised. They were sitting in a local bar at an early h
This is the first part of my novella, “And so, she cummed”. It portrays Romance as the prevailing theme.
Cast of Characters:
Bianca Floris: Protagonist.
Paul was a friend of the family and I knew him since I was just a wee lad. My dad and Paul would go camping all the time but since my father past away Paul almost never came around. Before my dad had died he told me that he knew I had feelings for Pa
Chase stirred and I felt his cock twitch and begin to grow. He slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. A few moments later I heard the shower come on.
I couldn’t help but think about the intensity and depth that we felt in our encounter. I didn
As I opened the door he stood there smiling…as if he knew something but wasn’t going to tell. As if his anticipation for what was to come could hardly be contained. He set his bags down…grabbed my hand and had me sit down. Then he said…”Breeze.
…And so I set about finding the secrets to my scope. I am very good at this sort of thing and besides I certainly wasn’t going to give in. After a short time I discovered a zoom lense hidden in the tripod. I also learned that the tripod
…The moment our eyes met they were locked together in an unspoken dialog…it was as if I was gazing into a mirror reflecting love and hate. Pleasure and pain. Serenity and chaos. All there is and nothing. I was held captive…by my own desire…
The waiting room was rather small. As you entered there was a large window with floor length dark purple drapes and four cozy looking black leather chairs in front of it facing the door. To the right was a leather black sofa with a dark purple accent