She walked languidly along the heavily worn pathway beside the shore, feeling the constant sea breeze blow through her long, silky, dark, brown hair. It tossed it about, across her face, causing her to constantly thread it behind her ear. She watched the waves come rolling in, curling as they came closer to the shore and then smash with force into the break...
Now hours later everyone was clearly feeling their wine. The lunch was a blast, and Dionysus showing up with the extra Amphora was perfect timing, as the normal enjoyable girls get to together quickly transformed into a drunken free-for-all. Amphrite, always the first to submit to the seductive power of the grape, could not contain her giggles as the ferment...
Time, as in the concept of days, weeks, months -- had little meaning for them as they were now wealthy, retired and sailing around the world on a beautiful large 130 foot luxury yacht, stopping wherever pleased them. They were both just over their mid-thirties, smart with money not out of greed but because they rejected the constraints of modern society and...
PART FOUR - BODRUM - 4 - "What is it?" asked Gabe staring down into the darkness of the newly discovered tunnel as they stood amongst the fallen stonework of the Castle wall, "Where does it lead?" "I believe it is a ley tunnel," Dr. Gerard replied, "I've read and heard a lot about them, but never seen one for real." "What's a ley tunnel?" "Tunnels runni...
Chained by her chubby wrists to the great granite slab perched above the gaping gorge, Princess Imogen was reflecting upon the demands of noblesse oblige. She did not of course entertain doubts that she was doing the right and proper thing, but she had thought that the blue blood that ran in her veins might perhaps have spared her some of the indignities of...
The next morning, Camilla's mother, Collette, called her on her cell-phone, telling her to go to Collette's home to meet with her and her fiance, Troy, for lunch; Camilla was more than willing to do this, since she hoped she and sexy Troy would arrive before her mom so the 18-year-old girl could continue her slow seduction of him. As soon as she ended the ph...
I simply cannot resist "mature" Somali women I see walking around Vanier, Ontario, with their long skirts and hijabs. The name is Alexander "Ali" Montrose and I'm a young man with a steamy tale to share with you. I am twenty six years old, and sexual adventurism has always been the name of my game. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Jamaican fa...
Edited by: redbottom *Thanks again for the help!* * It was a warm day, which was to be expected since summer always seems to start early here. Elizabeth got out of the vehicle and gave herself a once over. She wasn't very tall, barely passed for five foot. Her build was on the heavier side, but she carried it well with her hourglass figure. She had black h...
It had been a bitter cold winter, the kind were lakes froze solid and women wrapped up their children in layer upon layer of clothing, even a chill could prove fatal. Glittering icicles hung from branches and pathways were slippery with ice. Caitlin lay in her narrow bed, thin blankets pulled up to her chin, trying to ignore the cold. Even with a thick cor...
A few hours later I was awake. I'm not sure if it was because the bed was rocking or the wet mouth sucking my cock and quite frankly I didn't care. I opened my eyes and saw Connie, on her hands and knees between my legs, bobbing her head up and down on my prick. I looked past her luscious lips and saw Dave slowly fucking her from behind. They must have been...