Sometime in the early month of May, in this present year of our Lord, the brilliant reclusive artist who resided at #27 Dan Wilson Street completed his long awaited masterpiece. It had taken him more than two and a half years to finish it. That was two and a half years of blood, sweat, loneliness and absolute solitude. For two and a half years he had lock...
Elise's eyes opened. How long had she been asleep for? Oh Jesus. Lily was lifeless below her, knocked out from her orgasm. She could feel the young girl's breath on her thigh. What the fuck had she done? It came rushing back — how a quick stop in a lingerie store for fresh panties had ended with an innocent teenager's tongue in her pussy, and that of her c...
The mid-summer sun was cascading through the trees behind her as she rounded into the open portion of the plaza. Blonde hair fell in waves to her shoulders, and her lithe frame moved with a sense of determination. She retained a sense of feminine softness despite the clear athleticism; she wore a thin summer dress and a flimsier bra than many more convention...
My wife is a petite blonde haired blue eyed beauty at 5'2' and a 110 pounds and all natural. A few years ago while out of town and not knowing the sauna she was in was co-ed she accidentally got caught totally nude by two guys that walked in on her. When she returned home and told me about it she confessed that it turned her on, working together since then s...
Part l- Two of the girls have a brief interlude in Fran's basement only to be interrupted by Fran's mom who ends up joining them: As much as Fran drove her crazy, Mrs. Lightner was still glad her daughter was home for the summer. She was relieved when she went off to college but now she was lonely and would be glad for the company. Fran and her friend Amy w...
Carol finished setting up for the day. She had a nice assortment of flowers set out and since it was late spring she knew she'd sell them all early. Saturday was always a good day since so many young couples enjoyed a quiet walk through the park where her flower stand was located. She looked around for potential customers and noted that he was here again, s...
This is my first "romantic" story that I have ever worked on without being so incredibly over the top sexually speaking. This is Part I and of course there will be more parts coming soon. ***** A relationship is more than just a simple partnership, it's a task that requires dedication and hard work. It takes a considerable effort to tend to the needs of on...
This essay is part of a series in which I compare the ideas of philosophers on the subject of Aesthetics. I'm attempting to extrapolate from their superior knowledge and writings what I believe are important points on the creation of and critique of Art, Beauty and the Soul. I hope there are some artists/scholars out there who can appreciate my works- Beca...
I drop to my knees on the cold floor of the hall. Dana turns herself and I scurry to the back of her legs, my hands daring to touch the strong muscles of her calf's just above the tops of her boots and beginning a slow caress of each leg as I bring myself closer. I kiss the back on one knee, then the other. Gazing up, I use little kisses to pay my passage f...
Let me start by saying that I have an uncontrollable sex drive with diverse interest. As such, I am always looking at porn on the internet and jack off almost daily to fill the gaps between my very healthy sex life with my beautiful wife. We have few secrets, but I do have one that I have never told her. About ten years ago, I had a girlfriend that would s...