“Why don’t the bastards make a move?” Dave asked, growing more restless than nervous. “I think they’re trying to figure out the best way to come at us.” Brittany stated. “Maybe they aren’t quite sure of how to go about it.” “Get the flare gun ready with a light flare.” She added. “We may want to shed a little light on their position.” Not hesitating for a...
When the ladies began arriving at Rebecca's place they were all surprised to see all of the furniture lined up around the walls of the living and dining area. The floor was open, but covered with half a dozen blow-up mattresses, all covered in assorted color satin sheet. Off to one side were a couple sex swing and inflated balance balls that could also be us...
The bedchamber was dark. Papa thought I had already retired for the evening because I, feigning a terrible headache, had begged to be excused from him and my latest suitor. He had directed the butler and housekeeper that no one was to disturb me, upon my personal request of him. Now I lay on the fine ecru linens of my bed, half-undressed, with only a candle...
I hadn't driven nude for a while and decided that it was time to get back in the driving seat, so to speak. I planned on going out on Saturday evening, after all most people would be out and who knows who would see me. The week flashed by and Saturday came and the anticipation of another adventure built throughout the day. As it's now summer it doesn't go d...
"So, this is what you're looking at when I'm not around," Fatima Sayyid said to herself as she looked at certain items saved under the 'private' folder on her lover Raul James personal computer. The tall, burly and handsome young Haitian was not around, and she was spending the day at his place. And what a day it was turning out to be! "Make yourself at hom...
"She's not here," comes a voice as I wake, strong, male and thankfully familiar. I sigh, knots in my shoulders loosening. "Where is she?" I whisper, turning from my awkward position sprawled half-off the bed. "Downstairs, far down. I think in the dungeon. It's harder to locate her in the dark," he told me, the deep voice apologetic and frustrated. "It w...
I lay in bed thinking of Sandra later that night. In the short term, I'd been completely satiated, but now desire had crept back. I examined the options: wake Jenny and have intense, lustful sex with her or sneak out and pay Sandra a late night visit. Or sleep. I chose the latter. Work was difficult that next day knowing that Sandra was coming to our house...
My story begins rather different than most, you see I am already at an end. My end to be exact, although even in death you may still find love, you may still crave the warmth of flesh long after yours has gone cold. I think it was the warmth inside that drew me to her; it was what gave my long cold body the felling of lust once again. It is that reason that...
He boarded the train, placing his briefcase at his feet, between his legs. He was taking a evening train; looking at his watch, he realized that it would be 9:35pm soon, and the train would be leaving. Closing his eyes, he tucked his train ticket in his jacket pocket and leaned back. He'd reach Baltimore after midnight, so he might as well get some sleep. H...
I woke up alone. We'd only been together for a few months, but I found I could miss him rather quickly in the cold dark of night. He was becoming a writer, possessing a kind of violent brilliant that stunned me every time I read one of his pieces. Seeing him put such astonishing thoughts on paper seemed incredible, like some sort of magic. He worked at night...