We have had an awesome day, and you have been especially romantic, sweet and playful. I am feeling sexy and a bit daring. You see the naughty twinkle in my eye and start to imagine possibilities for the evening. We are a bit buzzed from one glass of wine plus a bit of reefer when we board the Wine Train. As we both love trains, we've booked the longer dinn...
Part One, An enchanted encounter: My God, what a stunner! She has the loveliest face I have ever seen! More than that, she seems very sweet. Sort of like the girl you took to the prom, politely stifling a giggle seeing you in that ridiculous tuxedo, but nonetheless give you a sweet kiss and tells you how wonderful you look. That kind of sweet! I saw her...
The next morning I woke up as Sarah climbed out of bed. "Off for a quick shower" she said as I watched her walk into the en suite. I lay back against the pillow contemplating a day alone while Sarah and her mum went shopping, the possibilities seemed limitless. Hearing the water splashing in the shower I decided I would put some coffee on, so I slipped int...
Author's note: This is the story of Simran, an Indian Woman who does all sorts of things for her husband's pleasure. First she exposes herself in front of other women. In the next part the readers will read how she engages in lesbian sex and then group sex, all to please her husband's urges. In the meanwhile she also satisfies her husband orally and anally....
This series is about memories provoked as a man remembers parts of his erotic relationship with his wife. The Sixth Picture I held an photo album in my hands and turned the pages over as I looked at memory after memory. Finally I found a photo that brought a memory that was as arousing to me now as it was when I had taken the picture so long ago. It was o...
She starts humping me a little faster. "I crean house, wash sheets then go shopping. I feel naughty, so I wear short dress that made for summer. Very thin, very roose and can see nipples through. I go store I never go before to get groceries. I walk down row and see my frien Soon Ree coming other way. I embarrassed, but no not what to do. I see, that she see...
It's late. The train is almost empty; the commuters long since tucked up on their expansive sofas with in their kaleidoscopic onesies holding oversized glasses of red wine and watching uninspiring programmes on their immense televisions. It's predictable, and they think their lives are hard. We've all heard the moaning: their boss, the length of their commut...
The old air conditioner was just a machine, it couldn't have known it picked the worst day of the year to break down. Still, Claire gave it a murderous look as the compressor coughed and died.It hadn't been able to keep up for a while, really. As a result, the apartment that Claire shared with her husband, John, was already too warm to be truly comfortable....
I'd been at Gram's about a month now. I was starting to get the hang of things. I'd gotten quite a few spankings and I really think I was staring to enjoy the taste of Ivory soap. Overall it wasn't to difficult. Although the week of my period was a trial for us all. I lasted till about the third day when I got sick and tired of asking Gram or Aunt Kathy to c...
Encounter on the Orient Express The Orient Express sped across southern France toward the Alps. The year was 1951, and I was on my way from Paris to Istanbul. In those days, the only civilised way to make that journey was to travel by the Orient Express. I hurried along the passageway towards the dining car. I had become completely immersed in my writing a...