Sometimes the wife is naughty. She can't help it. It is who, or what she is. She is a sensual being. Her body is made for pleasuring others. She has all the softened curves, valleys, and hills that attract men. Her blonde hair falling around her soft face and her crystal blue eyes that beckon you closer. Her soft skin reminds you of the softest silk, and,...
As i stood waiting patiently (yes there is patience somewhere) for Your plane to arrive, i bounced from one foot to the other not wanting to sit for any length of time. I should have known better, knowing that this weekend although a getaway for You would be slightly different for me. I jump, hopefully unnoticed, when suddenly i heard Your voice behind me....
Please read Chapter One before continuing. I appreciate any comments, critiques, and/or emails you might have. ******************** Chapter Two Zach reined his horse onto a low rock shelf that had been exposed by the elements and continued East for miles. When the horse finally stepped off the shelf onto the desert floor, Zach spurred the animal into a...
Sierra was on the ground on all fours, elbows on the ground and legs bent at the hip slightly with her thighs widely spread. Cheyenne had snuggled in between those legs and rested her body on top of Sierra's. Cheyenne was kissing Sierra on her shoulder blades. One hand slid smoothly down Sierra's side, brushing against her tip, teasing the areola, but leavin...
(Copyright 2001. All rights reserved). Somerset, England. July 2001. "I don't think I like the idea of you driving half way across Europe on your own." Jenny Wagstaffe said to her Daughter Natasha as they sat on a blanket on the lawn inside the walled garden of their home in Chipping Marsden, in Somerset. She helped herself to some orange squash from the b...
Author's note. This might not have very much sex in it, it is mostly a set up for the next part, so if you are wanting a quick read about sexual activities, this isn't going to be it. The main characters are part of a mini-universe that I have created, Felicity and Tiffany will almost always be present in my stories. ***** It was a beautiful summers da...
Chapter 8 - Bahia Gifts We got back to town while the sun was still well above the horizon and followed Amelia through town. I had expected her to take us to the building where they had the dinner for Marylyn and Rachel's retirement but she kept climbing the hill and we found a gigantic concrete wall obstructing our path. Two doors over six meters high occu...
Anita As I was finishing my packing later that evening, Marian entered my room. She looked at my packs, almost ready to go on the bed, and frowned. "You're leaving? Why?" she asked. I looked up from the dress I was carefully folding. "I wanted to study earlier, so I chained up the demon," I lied. "He... he managed to break the chains." Marian shuddere...
I was just trying to finish up work in the barn when she came in. It had been a long day and I was tired, hot and in need of a cool shower. We had spent the day bringing hay into the barn for the horses and loading it up in the loft. It was easier now that we had a motorized pulley to raise the bails. I can remember when we had to lift them by rope pulley an...
By mid afternoon the rain had eased off and the sky was fast clearing, promising a return to the warm dry weather. Miss Worthing was cleaning round in her bedroom when she glanced out her window and saw Jim working in the yard, sweeping round and tidying. Then the black shape of Michelle Johnson's X5 pulled in and Kirsty, surely the most enthusiastic of all...