"Éclair" Bliss. That's all I could describe my embrace with my lover beneath me. Total bliss. I slept like baby in a secured crib, not caring about my surroundings except what I'm sleeping on...my John. I really didn't want to wake up from this heavenly sleep...except there was a scent of bacon. How strange...if bacon was cooking, then someone was cooking t...
This may be an odd little story and I am not certain whether I should be happy with it or embarrassed by it. Maybe it's a little of both. My mind wandered for a time as I began to contemplate what it is like to get up in years. You can play by the rules all your life, be an upstanding member of society, and then one day you realize that your best years are b...
Before they went to the university together, Alice and Eric invited a few of their friends and family members to a picnic at their home. At that picnic, Art, a friend of Eric, and Dorothy (Dot), Alice’s mom, were introduced to each other. Art found Dot to be a beautiful elegant woman, about 5’ 3’’, 130 lb., who appeared to be younger than her 63 years age. S...
There was no doubting the awesome sex she had with her Daddy. Gabi was amazed by his talent and his stamina. Her Daddy had the self-control to go for hours without cumming. She loved it best when he left her cunt sore and she'd be reminded of him as she fucked her boyfriend, his son. Gabi also realised that she was getting more confident as a result of her...
She was a tiny thing – only 3 – but the vision of the ambulance pulling away from their house, carrying her father to the hospital for the last time, stayed with her into adulthood. A girl needs her daddy to give her guidance and advice as she's growing up but, most of all, his love that gives stability to her life. Without that, she would search forever to...
Amber Graves always had a complex about standing out in a crowd. The fact that she was six foot-two and had dark red hair did make blending in quite difficult. Having sprouted to 5 foot 11 by her Sophomore year of high school, one would have thought over the past 15 years she might have grown use to the inevitable stares, but the comfort level with her gang...
The promises of last night always wake up to the morning after. The morning after a night of sharing with my husband a real but brief sexual adventure, and his taking me to bed to give me a shattering good fuck, held the therapeutic benefits I've come to expect. My body fulfilled and alive. My mind as free and happy as song birds flying from branch to branch...
Beck was out of sorts for the next few days and retreated to her cabin, before gradually migrating back to Watson’s bed. The brush with the knife-wielding youth had cast a pall over her joie de vivre and the trauma was taking time to ebb away. Watson sat back patiently while Beck licked her spiritual wounds, steering Aurora far offshore to put the experience...
This story was told to me by Shirley who you can read about in my series of stories about my Mother's friend who was my first love. This story had several variations when told by her and over the years my imagination has added more. She was very turned on to tell me this story as she stroked me slowly to climax. I was embarrassed back then and still am today...
*Sometimes no matter how often you look, you do not see. Thanks Simple49er! A road atlas of the UK may help you to enjoy this chapter. * Now that the plans were in place and he was being active, Matt felt a lot better. He was being pro-active rather than reactive, always better for his mental state. He was interested to see what Beth would tell him about...