So my wife and I are watching "Isidingo", a popular South African soapy, one evening after we had both arrived home from work. It's high summer though, so the early evening is a lovely combination of moisture and heat - great for those who like sweat... bleh! As usual I had already shed my longs, shirt and underpants in the bedroom almost as soon as I had ar...
She tossed and turned, restless in her sleep. The same recurring dreams haunting her sleep of a dark, enshrouded, nightmare horseman on a demon-black horse; in whispered silence racing through the misted moors . . . and through her dreams. However, tonight was different. Tonight she could hear the thundering hoof beats and snorted breathing of the raging bea...
Tee's first session Matt dug his fingers into Tee's left armpit, fingers wiggling away. OOOOOhh, wait, wait, wait, Tee thought, but only laughter escaping her lips. Her body immediately leaned to the right as much as possible which wasn't very much at all trying to avoid the attacking, probing fingers. The fingers stopped, allowing her to breathe, not reali...
The phone rang. Travis looked at the number. It was his girlfriend, Barbara. "Hello, hon." "Can you come over right away? We need to talk." I hate when women use that phrase, Travis thought. It never means anything good. "Sure. I'll be by in 15." Travis headed over. Barbara opened the door and ushered him in. "I feel it's time for us to move on from e...
Thirteen years ago, I voyeuristically watched my soon-to-be wife get plowed by my roommate at the time, with his 10-inch cock. It was remarkable to watch the look on her face and the way she got into his big dick. She never knew I saw the session with Frank and I never brought it up. It fulfilled a fantasy of mine at the time and one that I carried for the l...
Chapter Seven What A Surprise? "Well, hon, I don't know about that. I really like the image but I think I'd feel a little self-conscious about doing a strip tease show, even for you." "But what's the difference between that and taking you clothes off for me anyway. You've done that lots of times," I say, my face showing my puzzlement. "Yes, but it's not t...
Rachel sat up in bed, did she really do that with Monica or was it all a dream she wondered. As she stood up she heard the sound of running coming from Monica's bathroom, she walked over and opened the door to see Monica washing herself, it struck Rachel that she'd never realised before yesterday how beautiful her friend was. Just watching Monica rub her sel...
The stillness of the night is interrupted by the sound of a single pair of booted feet upon the worn stones of the corridor. Maximus sits in his cell wondering at life and the circumstances that put him here, slave, and gladiator in the empires greatest city. Once a Free citizen with lands and a title, one of the most powerful generals in the Legion, now for...
VGreen Grass of Home Betty2037 Betty wasn't a naturist. That was a crappy thing to be. That was just like being a member of the National Trust or a Civil War re-enactment society. But she did make a point of wearing clothes as rarely as possible. She was proud and unashamed to assert herself as both Vegetarian and Green. And these were words that were defin...
It was hot, and humid, when Arthur awoke on Sandy's bed. He was on his stomach, his cock thickly soft and sticky between his legs, and he reached out for Sandy only to find her side of the bed empty. Overhead, the fan was motionless, and no breeze came through the open windows. Arthur sighed, rubbed his eyes, and sat up. He pulled on his boxers and headed do...