The man of my dreams is faceless. He is strong and confident. His arms and back, slightly toned with muscle. He moves with the easy grace of a known predator. I never see his face, only his eyes. In them I see his arousal, his determination, and the knowledge that on some primitive level, I want him. He approaches me from behind, while I stand, crit...
Keisuke walked in the bar scanning the faces who have shown up for speed dating. This recent phenomenon has just hit their town of Chiba and people are eager to try it out. There were roughly ten couples that night, but one girl particularly caught his eye. Keisuke walked in just in just as everyone was about to start, skipping the earlier contests and pleas...
A sandwich cookie is simple in design, yet complex in its duality in taste. A popular treat among many it can be made with a variant of flavors. The recipe at hand is of common flavors such as cinnamon and vanilla. How to make such a delicious item requires the expertise and patience akin to that of a pastry chef. In a seaside home bordering the shores of t...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (9.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Author's Note: Thanks to Tseranc for again listening and pointing out errors and ways to better fix things. I hope you enjoy the story and I look forward to sometime doing a third. ~ Red I'd gotten a call from my Master. He was going to be out of town. I knew what that meant. I would have to wait, b...
The doorbell rang. My nerves jumped at the sound, heightening my already anxious state. I crossed to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it. There stood my friend Jenny, looking as nervous as I felt. Unlike the other times she had visited, she arrived empty handed. But the reason for today's visit was different. Today she only needed to bring herself....
You are sitting in your bath tub. Shadows are flickering against the walls of your bathroom, casting an eerie, soothing atmosphere. Your head is against the wall of the tub, and your tits are floating succulently in the water. Your eyes are closed, with a wash cloth washing the day's stress away. Music is playing in the background, and you doze. I am in the...
I look at you, laying on the hood of the car, eyes looking up expectantly, hands caressing your sides. Your reddish-blonde hair blazes in the sunlight, your small frame seems even smaller on the big car. I imagine those hands are sliding up to cup your perfect tits through your shirt. I see you squirm on the hood, rubbing your thighs together and I know yo...
He doesn't know . . . he doesn't know I'm watching . . . . he doesn't know I can see him . . . that I can see them. They're in the bedroom, with candles and soft music . . . the sexy jazz I know he likes. He planned this encounter with her very well . . . . but he didn't plan on me watching . . . . Yesterday I overheard him on his office phone, flirting wi...
Finally we're alone. After the 14 hours on the plane, my boss's housewarming party in Trivandrum and then the Upinayinam, with very little rest in between, we get a break before the business part of the trip starts. It was nice of my company to put us up at the Leela Resort in Kovalam. We walk into the vast lobby and look out through the columns at the pool....
It was a typical Saturday morning. We got a chance to sleep in a little, and my boyfriend, Chris, had planned to go help his buddy with something for a few hours today, so I decided I could head to the mall and get some long overdue shopping completed. Of course, as a young 29 year old women, I loved shopping just as much as any other women, but with expens...