Hours passed and Hades was still sleeping soundly. Never in his experience had he ever felt so rested and relaxed, his balls now having returned to their normal color after such a thorough draining by his lovely wife Persephone. As he dreamed, he once again became erect, imaging the soft silky sole of her left foot stroking his cock while his tongue danced o...
© 2017 by Thrillerauthor CHICAGO 1988 The middle-aged woman glanced at the full-length mirror on the back of her closet door. Her brown pencil skirt just covered her knees, above still-shapely legs shimmering in sheer nylon stockings. The neck of her patterned blouse was graced by a triple strand of pearls, and the brown jacket which matched her skirt com...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
Because There's a First Time for Everything The sun shone bright as Kay stepped from the car and rummaged through her handbag for her keys, cursing their non-existence. "Lost something?" asked Dave, who was climbing down from his ladder and wringing out his chamois leather. "Can't find my keys anywhere," Kay grumbled, not looking up as the window cleaner...
MMmmmm. A massage. Tired from driving, shoulders knotted and tight, your weary body aches and daydreams of the sweet relief of massage. Somehow after meeting, we materialize at my hotel and walking in you see the table unfolded and waiting for you. I step outside to give you a moment of privacy while you undress and position yourself on the table with a sh...
I wish I were holding you in my arms right now, gazing into your eyes, feeling the depths of your soul, speaking volumes without uttering a sound. I caress your sweet face, running my fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp, gently cupping your chin in my hand, tenderly kissing your luscious lips. Our tongues dance as we kiss, with long, slow, hot,...
It seemed like forever ago that I was able to see you. When you can't see someone as often as you'd like it's a different feeling for your body. Even the softness of their skin seems new against yours. All in a good way of course. So when you told me what a rough week you had I jumped at the chance to offer you a massage. You took off your jacket and laid...
Masturbation on request or miss the World Cup Semi Final? I humbly chose the latter and apologised. Thinking that was enough. Thinking it such a small oversight. But Prim took it as a major slap in the face. It was Her cock and She would not be denied by a mere football match, even if Her orders to me were to do it in a sleazy pub toilet. I still turned up...
My head feels fuzzy. It has to be the medication because I've had no alcohol. Having you in front of me is making me crazy. I want you more in this moment than I think ever before. I kneel before you, worshiping you. You are still in your skirt from work. I can feel your smooth leg from your ankles up to the edge of your skirt. Leaning down I kiss your feet...
Julio Orlando stood naked in front of the mirror. The young man admired his body. Six feet nine tall, with dark brown skin and weighing two hundred and sixty pounds. This African-American stud did construction downtown in his parents construction company. It's what he always dreamed of doing. It was his favorite thing in the world. Julio had always been the...