She stood there before us all, naked from head to toe. Our eyes studied every detail of her body, including her behind, since she was standing in front of a large mirror, with her right foot up on a chair and her right hand resting on her knee. With the exception of two female art students, we drawers were all young men; even our teacher, in his mid-forties...
The view from the trail was spectacular. Hiking the trail to Half-dome was exhilarating, the air crisp and clean, and just the kind of thing we like to do for a getaway. Jack and I have spent the last few years exploring the serenity of the nation's parks, whenever we can steal time away together. We love the peace and quiet of hiking, and camping in the bac...
The last few weeks of classes have been extremely exhausting for me. But finally Cecile and I get a chance to be together. Sure there had been plenty of times when I wanted to fill her up more than anything. But too often I needed to keep my mind on my schoolwork rather than fucking the love of my life. As I slid myself in and out of her wet sex I could onl...
I have been here before This is my place This is our place Was our place I come here to be alone To think, to remember Although I am alone here I don't feel alone The memories dance in my mind and my heart so profoundly they have presence; have heartbeats of their own. They are real They are with me I feel their warmth Like the last hour of an Au...
The jungle seemed to be growing thicker, it was difficult for her to follow the path. Vines hung from unseen branches above, she had to constantly push them aside. Her bare feet padded along the soft green aisle, the showers earlier had left it wet. She looked up, the trees were so thick here, they obscured the sun, giving a twilight look to everything belo...
Sam and Joan were still enjoying what they have started in Part 3 From the few reviews and the number of readers still increasing gives me an incentive to give you the 4th part of Chapter 1. Chapter 2 will follow. Thanks to all and hope you will enjoy this also. * Our lips touched lightly, moving from right to left, collecting saliva, until both lips pre...
That next morning Aubert of Greenleaf took Byth roughly and quickly as she stood changing her infant daughter. Afterward, Aubert snatched up the girl and hauled her out into the sunshine as Marielle led his steed forward equipped with his tools for the day's hunt. Now, Byth saw her father's yew bow strung and at the ready on the horn of the king's saddle. Au...
I called him "Uncle Matt," but he wasn't really my uncle. He was more my father's best friend, childhood friend actually. Our families were really close. He had a daughter, Carmel. She was a year older than me and we were friends, though not best friends like my daddy and Uncle Matt. She was a little too snobby sometimes, all because her father owned "six de...
Paul grimaced as another bead of sweat dripped from his face. His arm was getting tired; but the pseudo-image his mind created was enough to drive him further. After all, the image of his high school science teacher bent over her wooden desk, legs spread to expose her beautifully groomed pussy, was enough to put any man’s arm in a cast. He imagined her call...
Eliza's hands gripped the back of the couch, steadying her against Damian's deep thrusts into her body. The cushions beneath her accepted her weight without complaint, though their rough fibers were digging into her skin. Her head bowed and eyes closed, she let Damian exert himself against her. She gasped each time his cock touched her deepest recesses, and...