The wee hours' darkness gave way to a glorious dawn of pastels and soft light filtered through the hamog, the morning dew that did not care if it touched cityscape or rugged countryside. Jinx stretched the kinks out of her back. Sleeping in a chair, no matter that the planter's chair she'd slept on was designed for napping, was still a bit harder on one's...
SIW : Christopher Saint Ives -- Whelan. Here we are with a more steamy update. Many thanks towards the fierce supporters in Tweetland, JazCullen for being an ace proofreader, Asylum for his editorial skills and The Guild for their continuous support. I'll be adding a new chapter to my other on story on my blog, need a bit of cooling down myself after this o...
I met Jamie at a friend's party several months back. I was in the backyard talking on my phone when she came out to smoke a cigarette. She was alone, so when I was done with my call I decided to sit down with her. She looked to be about 20 years old, 5' 4", and around 120 pounds. She had long, straight black hair, light blue eyes, and pale white skin spotted...
The morning after Jamie's birthday, I woke with a jolt. Jamie had my cock in her mouth, slurping on it. "What's gotten into you?" I asked. The dim light of the rising sun was creeping through the windows. "Mffmfgh," was all she said as she continued to suck. I knew what had gotten into her. She was still horny from the day before. The worshiping of Andre...
You finally start to unpack. The movers just got done unloaded all of the boxes and now you get to go through all of them and unpack and put every item in it's place. You hate unpacking but when your husband gets promoted to VP and you have to move to tropical San Diego you can't complain too much. The house is empty as the movers have left and your husband...
Some people say "no good deed goes unpunished." I never subscribed to that armchair philosophy even though I had and saw many good deeds backfire. I must admit, though, that the "unpunished" saying did make me a little apprehensive that my most elaborate good deed might boomerang; but it didn't stop me. I'm a 52 year old guy with keen business acumen but p...
... another titillacious tale as told by esteamed author Sir Stikkimus Soxx, Esquire... (Oh and do feel free to imagine Rupert Everett's voice whilst reading. Or not.) * * * * * Our setting today, an office. Not too hot, not too cold, but just and resoundingly right for our soon to be steamy little romp (and yes, yes, yes with all of the usual things one...
Chapter 1 He awoke at the stroke of midnight. It was now Halloween. His first thought was, "I hate my job, having to get up at midnight." He didn't care much what day it was, as he had to do this almost every day. But, he had to do it to pay the bills, and to have time during the day for school, as well as help his wife out with the school loan she had take...
John Hanley had it made. At 35, he had just become the youngest senior executive in his company’s history. His salary was guaranteed to be in the six figure range, and with bonuses, he could easily take home half a million this year. Home life was equally as good. His wife of ten years, Linda, was incredibly supportive of his heavy work load. She understoo...
Her pussy was as wet as, perhaps wetter, than it had ever been. His weight on her was well, different than that of the man who had exclusively hovered over her for the past 20 years. He felt different. Actually it was what she did not feel that was different. Even with his arms fully extended her husband's stomach rested on her abdomen as he thrust his hips...