Chapter 5 Shaun lit the burner and put the pan on for tea before waking the rest up at 5am, the sun had not risen yet but the skyline to the east was lightning up. After a quick breakfast, they struck camp and set off, knowing they would be passing into enemy territory now. At two they stopped for a brew and to let Sue cool down. They'd covered fifty mile...
As I stared upward, her bottom presented moist and pout, and her pussy lips formed a butterfly effect with the labia, inviting cock or mouth to enter and be used for pleasure. The anus, the serious "ring," an opening into the body's equivalent of a spaceship's cargo bay doors {"Open the cargo bay doors, Hal!"} smirked at me as I stared; it pulsed in and ou...
I pledge this one to my Lovely Wife who was inspired to make one of my fantasies come true. Or was it one of hers... Thanks, LM (Lake Mary)... HIS It was the middle of fall. A Saturday in November I will always remember. My wife and I have always talked about fantasies. I have many more than she does. I think her fantasy has always been me.. I booked a re...
Every time I thought about Jessica I'd get a hard-on. No, really! She was just that kind of girl...well, woman, really. She had all of it totally together and she knew it. The way she looked, the way she moved; her entire being just oozed sensuality. I was obsessed with her. There were days when I would spend hours by my den window looking out, based on the...
Chapter 22 The next few weeks passed without incident. Christmas was getting close and I had gone to the city to see if I could find a few things for Jan. I didn't want to get anything too personal so I thought that a sweater for the winter and maybe a piece of jewelry. I didn't want to scare her off so I didn't get carried away with an expensive trinket bu...
"In this case, Miss Ghandour, your appeal has been denied." The Dean of Athletics didn't look much like a dean. Unless his first name was "Dean," which it easily could be. With his very short cropped hair and ill-fitting suit, he looked like a football player giving a press conference about domestic violence. Too old and flabby to be athletic anymore, but n...
She has everything she ever wanted: the three-thousand-plus square foot Cotswold style home in classy Broadcreek outside Cleveland, the two kids (a boy and girl, just as she "planned"), the doting stay-at-home handyman of a husband and the upper management position with a major medical conglomerate. She's pretty, too, the "perfect" forty-year old as some c...
I don't know how things are done in your village, but this is how they are done in mine. Nineteen is a sacred number. Nineteen deities are painted on the walls of the holy cavern; nine Gods, nine Goddesses, and one blessed Androgyne. Nineteen moon-cycles are in each ring of the sun. There are nineteen animal spirits to which we can appeal for guidance and n...
"That really is a lovely scarf, Susan, where did you get it?" Beth asked. "Adrienne's, I love that shop, have you been there?" Susan answered. "Yes, it's nice," Beth said. "And I love that yellow color and the silk is soft..and strong, too, it seems to be working well!" Tom groaned a muffled groan as Susan tightened the scarf around her middle, the rest o...
Blinking her eyes open, Angelica sat up in William's bed. She looked to her side to see that he was already gone, no doubt to do his errands. Angelica lied back down and smiled at the memories of last night. The moment Arthur had told his sons of the arrangement, they had almost tripped over themselves to have a turn with Angelica. She swallowed load after...