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A noise in the night wakes me and I open my eyes to find Nick standing over my bed. Something in the way he looks at me, a certain need, freezes me as well as send a deep heat to the very center of my core. Without a word he takes my hand and presses it to his lips. I watch transfixed as his soft mouth glides down my arm and he eases himself over my small fr...
He couldn't help but gasp at the sight that greeted him as the hatch door opened. The woman he had known was changed in ways he couldn't begin to fathom. It seemed a whole different person had entered here with him only a month ago; Now gone were the sparkling hazel eyes, the short and sensible hair, the lithe body of a trainee. This creature in front of him...
The soft glow of the candles illuminates her skin, as she sits in front of the mirror of her vanity. A gentle sigh escapes the Cupid's bow mouth, a sound of quiet remorse while her nightly ritual comes to a climax. The almost scalding hot bath had left a luminous red glow upon her skin, teasing out the usually translucent freckles upon her chest and shoulder...
He sat their with his arm draped over her chair he just dripped sinfully dark sex appeal as she approached him. "You're late Cassandra," he growled his voice sent tremors up her spine. Cassandra stood in the door frame. Her eyes locked on him. Even with the sparse light she could see his intense stare. Taking another step inside, pushing the door closed be...
She had just come from buying a new video camera with a tripod. Now that she was divorced, not dating anyone, and only had the kids at home every other weekend, she had a lot of spare time. She had only recently begun to be comfortable with being a sexually healthy being. Her past perceptions of masturbation and sex in general had been slowly eroded away as...
The morning matches her mood, bright and sunny with the promise of sultry heat before noon. She smiles, tucking away a stray strand of hair that cavorts with the open window beside her. In the distance, against the azure sky, puffy white clouds frolic with a flock of sparrows. She glances at the handsome face of the man beside her, his eyes on the road, tens...
My husband was becoming thirty-four. Shane's a beautiful man, gorgeous body, perfect skin, gentle and strong. When we met, we were virgins. One our wedding day, we were virgins. We'd had some virtual sex while he was so far away finishing college, and we'd modeled our bodies (untouchable), laid beside each other naked in my parent's spare room, me dangling...
It's Saturday, 6:00pm. They make excuses to their friends, saying that they haven't really seen each other in many years. Now that they're each married to other people, and now can just be friends, they're gonna catch up over dinner out. No one finds this too odd - after all, many times they've been here together, it's been just as friends. They leave, and h...
Today is a lazy Saturday. Chores to do. Errands to run. I sleep nude. This morning I woke up with an enlarged cock--not quite an erection. My stomach muscles were taunt and my buttocks were hard, as if I had been fucking. And my ball sacs hung low. In the shower, I thought of your little line of pubic hair pointing to your pussy and got a full erection. I st...