To look upon Angela Hart was to see the Platonic ideal of Woman: she was in every way remarkable, a creature who seemed both corporeal and at the same time pure and eternal. Angela was an imposing figure: tall, her chestnut hair rich and flowing; striking blue eyes, a warm look from which could lift up the most downtrodden of spirits. The loose elegant dre...
For a start it was another man, the cock was larger and tasted differently and she was feeling hornier than she had ever felt in her life . She was ready. She looked with great lust at what she had in front of her. This time this marvellously designed tool was going in her mouth – next time it was going inside her willing vagina. It was so beautiful! Now t...
Martin Boston effectively signed his doom two weeks before Christmas. He thought he had it made - he was seeing Natalie one night a week and telling Christine that he was working late: always the same night, always a Friday. He explained it as a kind of compulsory overtime, and of course he was always exhausted when he arrived home, because Natalie was deman...
ONE The purity of a woman is like a diamond, an unmarked mirror of the perfect first flower of spring – something to be looked upon with pleasure, very deep pleasure that is so exquisitely deep. It's an intrinsic pleasure that money can't buy. Martin Church had that long-winded and self-righteous thought as he waited in the restuarant for his lunch order t...
Fate is a funny thing: A chance encounter, missed bus, or innocent remark, can change our whole lives. So it was with me... I suppose it could be blamed on my rape, initially. I was a teenager then. I never saw the baby; it was whipped away for adoption, and I was free to get on with life. That life was about average I suppose. I left University as a resul...
With the exception of Roger all the players were now wearing just their pants – Roger also still had his trousers on. The next hand saw the first person naked. Rosemary lost! .......... The room went silent knowing that one of them at last was going to bare all. Martin wanted to see whether his up-to-now withdrawing wife would go through with this new pers...
I sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at her napping and wondered about the way my life had changed. I got up and staggered into the bathroom and took a whiz surprised that she had left me enough strength to hold my dick and aim it. I washed my hands and as I dried them I looked in the mirror. What I saw was a decent looking - not great - but decent l...
When she eventually came around, she found Angela lying naked beside her, her fingers running softly across her body, her lips touching her skin and leaving soft feelings of delight in all her most erotic areas. She was temporarily sated! .................... Rosemary and Martin were getting ready to go to Angela and Roger's dinner party. For the last few...
Both bodies came to a rest side by side on the bed, the sheets wet from their juices and totally tangled from their cavortings. Rosemary and Martin were on their way to Swingland! It was the following morning. Rosemary sat in her car outside Angela's house. She was shaking from top to bottom. She could not believe that after last night she could be so ner...
She was bent forward over her desk, skirt pushed up to her waist and her thong in a pile around her right ankle as I pushed my hard cock into her from behind. She had a file folder gripped between her teeth to keep her from crying out and letting everyone in the outer office know what was happening to her. I gripped her hips and drove hard into her wanting t...