Gestern hatten mein Enkel Marc-Uwe und seine Liebreizende Frau Nicole ihren dritten Hochzeitstag, ich frage mich immer wieder wie es mein Tölpelhafter Enkel geschafft hat, sich eine so wunderbare Frau zu angeln. Ich hoffe die beiden sind schon wach, ich hätte meinen Besuch ja angekündigt, wenn die jungen Leute nicht ständig ihre Telefone und damit ihre Numme...
This story, written for a man who will recognize himself in the words, is based on true events. To my Loki, even though I might be on the other side of the world, I hope my message in a bottle gives you more than just fond memories. If you ever find it. ********* "Get on your knees." Kay had just pushed the front door closed when, startled by the sharp ma...
As promised, Kay's story continues. Please vote and leave comments! I'm new at this and that's what makes it fun. Again to my Loki, to things that were, and to things that can never be. ***** By the time Tuesday rolled around, Kay was almost as nervous as she was excited. She spent the day at work nibbling on her pen, trying to keep her mind on the compl...
Spring. The cherry trees are in full blossom, petals of pink and white fluttering through the air, just as my heart flutters in my chest. We've met a thousand times, but not once in person, not once in flesh and blood. Now here I am, walking the downtown streets, hoping I might catch a glimpse of you. I haven't told you I'm here yet. I want to surprise you....
I can feel your recovered arousal pressing against my leg as you stroke my newly sated body. The hazy bliss of pleasure fades as I feel your fingers thread through my pubic hair in search of my treasures. I jump when you touch me, still oversensitive from the best orgasm of my life. You nip at my lips, while your fingers dance in my juices. "I want you," y...
"I want to lick you." Lying in bed next to me, she stirred. I wasn't sure she was awake until she turned her head towards me, over her shoulder. I lay behind her, relaxed in the warmth of the duvet. She smiled, stretched into and down her back and shifted her legs, then her torso around towards me. She drew herself closer, resting her forehead against mine...
"I want to read the Braille of moonlight on your skin," a husky voice whispered in my ear. I turned to face the voice and saw only shadows dancing on the wall. "Who said that?" I asked. No one answered. An opal fire flamed in the fireplace, changing from deep red to electric blue and back to brilliant yellow and orange. When I looked closely at the flame,...
In one swift movement, you lay back on the bed, pulling me with you. You whisper your pleasure in my ear, and the feel of your tongue, flicking in and out suggestively, makes me squirm. I feel you smile against my ear as I wiggle closer, my body aching with a need only you can fulfill. As I lay on my back, you lay beside me, your head resting on your hand,...
The thought of what I am about to do to you makes me run like honey; dripping and sticky. I take a deep breath and look into your waiting eyes. My hands still on your shoulders, I push down gently, urging you to sit on the edge of the bed for me. We've spent hours chatting about this, our words directing each other's hands, our minds filled with fantastic im...
You stand before me, filling the doorway, drinking in your fill of me as I take in all of you. My heart skips a beat. The pictures you'd sent me don't do you justice. You are dressed all in black. Black polished shoes, black pants, black button-down shirt, black suit jacket. You smirk as my eyes travel the length of your body and I blush at being caught, but...