--------------------------------- Two ladies meet a cowboy in a white hat and get themselves re-branded! --------------------------------- The broad shouldered young man wearing a fringed deerskin shirt and white stetson was leaning casually against the deck rail of the Queen Charlotte, watching the Indiana shoreline steadily passing to the beat of the ri...
I went to bed before you did; you were still playing a computer game but I was falling asleep in front of the TV, so I kissed you goodnight and stumbled off to bed. And now I wake up to your stiff cock poking me in the hip. I open one eye and see the red LED numbers on the clock – 2:00 a.m. Oh jeez, you've got to be kidding me. I shift a little and you wrap...
*My husband and I seem to get extra worked up around the holidays. We met just before Thanksgiving and our first forays into all night and sometimes all day fuck sessions were during that time of year, so we usually try to make the season as fucking festive as possible. With that in mind, enjoy this short little scene!* - Twas a couple of days before Chris...
In the North West corner of Somerset, between the Quantock Hills and Exmoor you will find the tiny, busy port of Watchet from where the eponymous Ancient Mariner embarked. Go inland a few miles through rising, twisting lanes and undulating hills towards the Brendon Hills and you will come to the hamlet of Dordon: a cluster of houses nestling in a quiet, shel...
So, I had a dream about you yesterday... We were sitting on my couch (definitely a dream, because I moved three months ago, and still haven't bought a couch for my living room), talking about random things, when you suddenly grabbed my face and pulled my mouth to yours for a kiss. I moaned and instantly my panties were damp; you laughed deep in your chest as...
"I like younger black men, stud, and you, my dear Raphael, are the cream of the crop," Marianne Charles said in a coy tone, as she looked at Jacques Etienne, and licked her full, sensuous lips most suggestively. Leaning against her bright red Rav4, the tall, curvy and bodacious, forty-something Haitian-Canadian woman was looking at Jacques the way a hungry p...
"That was nice," Mia said to me as she mopped up the last of her gravy with a piece of buttered bread and popped it into her mouth. "Shall we go into the living room?" I asked. "Do you want to hear more about me?" "Yes please. From where you left off yesterday." "O.k. Are we having wine again?" "If you like." "Oh, I very much like." She got up and wal...
Chapter 17 ** Sunday afternoon ** After re-discovering the deck I've had all along on the roof of my warehouse/studio/house; and also discovering that screwing your best girl from behind while she waves at passing passenger jets is kind of a turn on; it was turning out to be a pretty good day. Despite a bout with a 24 hour bug, I was just about 100% and I...
My first and only threesome took place during my junior year in college. I did not have a girlfriend but my roommate, Mark, was dating a girl named Susan. They met at the university dining center where they both worked. They had been dating for a few months and seemed pretty happy. Since they have been going out they kept trying to set me up with one of her...
**The Next Morning – Wednesday** It's a good thing that I set my alarm clock, or my crew would have sat around outside my warehouse/studio/home drinking coffee and shooting the shit on my time. I had to get up and open the big warehouse door to let them in to continue working on the big background wall I was having built for my photo work. What started as...