If he noticed it, he didn't consider it noteworthy. Truth to tell I really didn't care. I decided to be nice spending some time, doing it, well at least one of us did. My hand, actually, to be more specific. He groped and squeezed my breasts while I stroked him to orgasm. I listened to his moans and gasps as he kissed my face. He was kissing and inhaling a...
Her embrace consumes me; I feel safe. She's strong; I love the feeling of Her arms around me. She inhales the scent of my hair and nuzzles my neck, Her lips brush softly against my skin. I return Her kisses as I hold Her. Her skin is warm and soft. Smooth. In turn, I inhale Her perfume, putting my fingers deep into the curls of Her hair. She pushes me aw...
I hope you enjoy the third chapter of my story. Please read the first two chapters before this one to put the story in its correct context. I put the coffee to my lips, a double espresso, it was still too hot but I could taste the sweetness, normally I didn't add sugar, this morning was an exception, I needed a caffeine and sugar kick who knows how much...
Ch. 1 I was on tour in Egypt, or more honestly on assignment in Egypt. I am a photojournalist for a small women's magazine in New York. They send me off at times to take pictures around the world, of women, culture, whatever would seem interesting to the readers back home. This trip was actually an addition to a vacation that I was taking to the Nile so I h...
The old adage, "The Nose Knows," is one of the truest sayings ever spoken. Basically, it means; the damn thing never forgets. Once a scent has been processed by whatever mechanism the nose possesses, that particular aroma will be forever marinated into the brain. This is especially so if the odor is associated with something pleasant. Not too long ago I cam...
We've been together since high school. I was 14, she was 16 then. She was the one who taught me how to love. I knew how it is to be loved and to love because of her. Ah, Yna. My one great love. My home. As I key in the letters in my fone's SMS menu, I can't help smiling. I can't get enough of her. Depeche Mode's song keeps on running in my head, I let out a...
Bright sunlight slowly turned into golden strands against the sky as the sun slowly set. It was one of those days where the clear blue sky and cool moist air created inspiration and magic. Atop a hill the huge mansion sprawled, its beautiful stonewalls reflecting the beauty of the sunset. Birds sang and fluttered about and small animals scurried about enjoyi...
"Yes, like that...now move your left arm over your head" he said in a distant quiet tone that was barely heard above the quiet rhythmic click of his camera. I strained to comply, and arched a bit more over the chair one hand holding on to the chair the other overhead. The position pushing the limits of my flexibility and my tits pushing the limits of my whit...
Sally's Story To say that the entrance hall to The House of Octavia is imposing would hardly do justice to the marble floor, the crystal chandeliers, the shimmering fountains and tropical plants. The opulence spoke of enormous extravagance. To anyone with less than a six figure annual income, it would feel intimidated. Sally Heathery did not have a six fig...
"Over the desk, you naughty little girl!" Cheryl smiled and leaned over at the waist placing her hands on the cold desk in front of her, her firm rounded bum stuck out under the little schoolgirl skirt she was wearing, the thin grey material dropping just below her bum on the top of the backs of her thighs. "I'm sorry Miss" she said with a grin as she felt...