On My back upon the bed, My eyes closed, I breathe slowly as you rest your head upon My bare chest. With My arm draped over you, I relax as much as I possibly can, focusing on your dutiful action. you stroke Me slowly, your hand gripping firmly as it glides up and down My length. I can practically feel your eyes gazing in amazement upon My hardened arousal...
Some kind people have suggested that "Educating Paddy" demanded a sequel. Here is the sequel, with my thanks. .......................... It was just over a week since the phone call had come out of the blue from Marge. "I need you to help me with Paddy," she had said. Not in my wildest dreams could I have suspected that helping Marge would involve fellatio...
On the road, about 70 miles an hour, and already you are unsure of what is going to happen. You know where we are going, I have taken you there before, but not in this way. Today was a little different start in the car for the trip. As usual, though I have only undressed you halfway, but today as you sit on your towel for me I have bound your ankles together...
Every once in a while, a couple of characters enter into my world and speak to me about interesting things. This is just such a story. It's my hope that you will enjoy meeting them and their crazy ideas as much as I enjoyed writing them down for you. Thanks for taking the time to read another one of my stories. =Dreamweaver594= ***** One afternoon, while s...
This is my first publication; constructive criticism is welcome, and comments much appreciated. I hope you enjoy: * Dear Reader: I've waited months to share this story with someone. I still can't believe it happened. You would think the details would have faded over time, but fortunately the events I want to share with you are vividly imprinted in my mem...
Quite some time ago I received an inquiry from another writer as to why I signed off on my posts with the words: I remain. I was a little surprised by that as in all the time I'd been posting on the bulletin boards, no one had ever questioned me as to why I did that. Or for that matter, what it meant until she asked me. It has been nearly four years now si...
In the darkness at the back of the cave something twisted, something coiled, something writhed.... It was still early morning when Sayomi stepped from the trees beside the small, isolated lake and looked up at the dark mouth of the cave. A fine, white mist hung low over the water. Sayomi was eighteen. She brushed her shoulder-length black hair away from he...
It was two days before Christmas and Lynn couldn't believe she was waiting in her car for Anton. Should she be doing this? Besides the fact she was fighting a killer cold, was meeting her long ago lover for what she knew was going to end up intimate a good idea. They had been writing emails back and forth for the past couple months since she had asked for a...
New Again Krista knew what was going on; an auto washer was gently spraying her from all sides, scrubbing her skin with care using a dozen or more well programmed hands. It didn't care about privacy, soaping her up and spraying her clean then doing it once more again to her entire body. The warm spray was glorious, the numerous artificial fingers that mass...
Some things are hard to describe in mere words like how I really feel for my baby and how being deeply in love draws out all those prohibitive inhibitions. It is not just kissing and being kissed, it is what those deep passionate kisses release inside. It is so wonderful to feel all those wonderful sensations which were hardly realized until shared with the...