I had been worrying whether the orgy would go well. I don't do this very often, because it's not such a great idea to overdo such things. If you overdo orgies, you get tired of them. But perhaps the worst part is that big orgies really take a big effort to organize, at least if you want them to go well. Fifty couples, carefully chosen. Not just by me, of c...
I tasted lipstick long before I could see it. I couldn't see anything. Only the darkness. My world had shrunk to the size of our small bedroom. The smell of burning wax filled the space around me, exposed on the bed. Dark and trance-like music blared from the earbuds she had placed in my ears. Time had slowly become an arbitrary concept as I laid strapped t...
Arriving home early I change out of my work clothes and throw on just a cotton sun dress. The hot day has me sticky but the hot night will make me sweaty so I'll shower before bed. I start a light dinner with the hope I will see you tonight but I know work has been busy for you. Running water to fill the pot my mind drifts thinking about your strong shoulder...
I was stick thin. All through college I was just muscle and bone, with very little muscle. This was all well and good but being this scrawny, even as a college junior, meant that women didn't give me a second look. But I was limber. It was nothing to fold myself into the lotus position and then lean forward and place my forehead on the floor in front of me....
Author's disclaimer: Autor is witting this usually when he is riding to or from work. Because its a combination of a new lifestyle and hard work, he is kinda sleep deprived. Sometimes the sentences don't even make sense in his native language. He would be really glad, if someone would tell him his mistakes, as a reward, he will be more open to suggestions fo...
After sleeping late, some exploring, lunch, pool time, and a nap, they were ready to explore the casino. They walked together, but as they made their second pass around the outskirts on the casino, he noticed her noticing a tall, shapely man dressed in a well-fitting jacket and pants. She nudged him. "That's James Blake!" "Who?" he teased? "You know exac...
Gerrod slipped silently into the room as Ali slept, removing his pants and shirt on his way to the bed. Her back was to him as he climbed in and nuzzled up against her. He was still a little drunk and feeling frisky but didn't want to wake her so he started to stroke himself through his boxers while he peaked under the covers to get a look at Ali's ass. He...
Chapter Thirty Six: The Shower of Animalistic Pleasures I have been waiting with bated breath. My loins wet from the fluid that has escaped from my womanhood. My clit aches and throbs. The pent up sexual tension that beats at my wanton walls. I hunger for your touch. I dream of your kisses. I envision us making love. I can barely wait to have you. I want yo...
The day dragged on as it always did and the afternoon brought rain as Kyla had predicted it would. The steady downpour kept away would be visitors and steadfast patrons alike and so she found herself a quiet seat near the corner window where she could watch the rain and read a book at the same time. The book was one of her favorites that she had read many t...
Hala Tramayne just bought her dream house; well it is more like a castle. The retailer looks at her queerly when she said it would just be her living there. She just smiled and said, "I love a big house, and sense I am a writer I like my privacy." "Well it's your money." He replied as he handed her the keys. Then he walked back to his car to leave. He left...