Innocently reading a book at the local coffee shop, Lima a short curvy dark haired olive skinned woman from Bhutan, with eyes so light green they looked as if they were lit from the inside; realized that the section she was in was curiously empty. And the music that was usually playing in the background was so low it was almost non-existent. She slowly rose...
Sat there on my uncomfortable swivel chair, my suit jacket draped over the arm, I undid the top button on my shirt, revealing some of the sensitive flesh on my neck that had been thrashed at many times, in many ways the night before in the heat of passion and unbelievably pleasurable sex. Little drops of sweat now formed under my Adams apple and slowly start...
My first submission and truly inspired by my favourite author "silkstockinglyslover', I'm open to all your comments and reviews. Do feel free to let me know if I should ever write anymore or just be a satisfied reader. ***** I parked outside the elementary school and turned off my engines. It was drizzling and cold outside. I looked my phone to see if I ha...
Every time I see her, my heart still flutters. She's so damn gorgeous. Six feet tall and absolutely sexy, with dark brown skin, long braided hair, and an athletic body. Everything on her is gorgeous, from her pretty face to her curvy and strong body and killer rack, and don't get me started on that big round butt. Tina Brandon. My darling girlfriend. The sex...
It was the weekend of July fourth. Jill had left that Friday to attend a heavy-duty, three day, fifteen hour a day counseling/therapy workshop. As usual, I was feeling randy and was looking forward to my friend, Kirke's, party on Saturday evening. The possibility of finding a seducible woman was certainly part of my motivation for attending, but there would...
day one Each decade seems to be labeled by society with a descriptive word that describes the societal status of the times. The sixties were the era of free love. The eighties were the years of financial decadence where money was in abundance, spent freely, almost wastefully. The nineties seem to be headed towards an era of new sexual expression, the world...
Copyright 2007 by madengineer3 Although very happy now, my love life has been a bit on the complicated side. I'm not a "party animal" and don't have any severe "kinks" to speak of. But....... My name is Thomas Moore. Things were pretty normal for me up until I was in grad school. I worked hard to get my master's in electrical engineering. (My parents had w...
US Olympian's Secret Life as a Las Vegas Escort – I don't know why the stories about Suzy Favor Hamilton struck such a chord with me but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Maybe because it was someone who decided to live out their wildest fantasies and create a second life, something I had dabbled with online but failed to act on. After reading article after...
The Mexican girl stood in front of me and wriggled out of her cheap black panties, sliding them down her tanned legs and over her ankles where she kicked them to one side. "You like, Meester Spencer?" she batted her long eyelashes and smiled coyly. I did like. She'd got dark, sexy eyes, black hair that tumbled down to her slim, naked shoulders and big roun...
James was his name. Not Jim or Jimmy, Just James. To friends, enemies, lovers, haters: "James." He could have been a quarterback, at 6'3" with powerful muscles and eagle sharp eyes. He could have been a sailor, as his face showed a deep tan, and crinkles about his eyes. He could have been a lot of things, but he was only one: a spy. Not a "Bond, James Bon...