Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his wife The calm before the storm can mean many things - but for us, dear lover, we know what it means. It sounds negative doesn't it? But happily it is not. In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce...
Becky bends over, leans into Paul's ear. "It's stuffy in here," she says. "Let's go for a walk." Paul looks up and watches her retreat around the coffee table. He pardons himself to his two bookend sofa-mates – the gregarious Auntie Lou and the diametric Grandma Claire, a stick with permanently down-turned lips and hardened scowl. Paul is relieved to escape...
I lead Jason into my bedroom and slam my door shut, locking it. "There's more coming. A lot more." Jason says breathlessly. Sweat drenches his white generic brand shirt, his face covered in a shiny glaze. There was something odd to his features that I couldn't place, a growing brutish and animal-like countenance that was unnerving. I put it off to the si...
The urge is building. My marriage...once strong and vibrant...has become a gilded cage. Release is inevitable. The little sex starved whore inside is waking up. I want to have an affair. I want to lose myself in a torrid, illicit, filthy encounter with a handsome stranger. Wait. No. Make that a string of handsome strangers. I will find these strangers in...
30. Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down Okay, lets take stock here. I'm at the lake, I just had food, a swim, and sex, though not in that order. Alexa and Jill are finishing off their lunch, perched on logs at the edge of the clearing. Looking around, I can see the rings and mountings for some pretty large scale rope activity. For the first time in years, I don't go in...
"The tracks are still fresh," Farias murmured as he examined a patch of disrupted soil off the edge of Krauth Forrest. "Looks like there was a struggle." "Take a look at this," Jahren called from a few feet away. "Someone tried to cover them." Farias stood and made his way over to the spot that Jahren was looking into, and noticed the way the earth had bee...
She was being a real flirt was Amelia, this tall, lithe, long legged, black haired 24 year old friend of my step-daughter. The summer dress she was wearing was extremely short and extremely sheer and the way she was leaning back against the kitchen island, a scant four feet from my position against the opposite worktop, only helped to show how little she wa...
"Hello Dave," she says. He didn't recognize her voice at first; it had changed slightly since they'd last talked. "Ruby?" He says into the receiver. "How've you been Dave?" She asks. "Not bad," he says, "How about you? What have you been up to?" "Oh lots of things," she stammers, "Always keeping myself busy." "Yeah, I'm sure," he says. "It's been t...
Jakki's silky hair arrives in my lap like an indulgent gift, a cool tumble of platinum, a golden river that brushes my thighs and drapes over my hips. A ragged sigh leaves me at these first feather touches. Jakki's mouth and neat upturned nose grazes my abdomen, plants slow leisurely kisses along my wide spread thighs, onto the folds of my buttocks where th...
The Master I am following you again. You always look at the ground when you walk. I like that; you have the makings of exactly what I want. The way you walk, the way you handle everyday situations. You are just what I have been looking for. You have spirit. The others, they gave in too easy. You will be a challenge. I can feel it. Some days I won’t even k...