Copyright 2011 by madengineer3 This is largely a true story. Names and locations have been changed, but the facts are correct. I hope that this father's loss will warn others in similar circumstances. * My name is Henry, the last name doesn't count. I have worked in industries that require applied physical sciences for most of my adult life. Don't misjudg...
Ami stood at the hotel balcony window, her naked body glistening lightly with the sweat of her recent lovemaking. She was on vacation in the Caribbean, and the naughty part of her sought to recreate a similar scene from a few years ago on another island when she brazenly stood au naturel on the balcony of a similar hotel, daring anyone to watch. Alcohol had...
I thought I could escape from it but I've come to realize that in the end there's no escape. It doesn't matter hard you try or how strong your resistance is, you will get what's coming to you. Fate simply cannot be avoided. It doesn't matter if you're an individual with exceptional abilities. The fabric of fate cannot be changed. My name is Jamal Trevor. Fri...
I love to show off in public. My husband used to get nervous when he knew I was in that mood, but now he never complains. I think he likes it when he sees other men and women looking at my body, wishing they were with me. And I know he loves it when I get horny because of the show I make! One evening when we had decided to go out to a local bar, I was getti...
Leanne Alistair woke up in her beautiful apartment in Kanata, Ontario, and smiled. For the first time in ages she felt truly happy. The petite, blonde-haired and blue-eyed, fortysomething beauty gazed at the young man who lay next to her. Esteban Voltaire was still asleep. The big and tall, dark-skinned Afro-Caribbean stud from the Dominican Republic hugged...
"It will happen when you least expect it. Just know it will happen." He told her. She had no idea what he would have planned, but it didn't matter. The tone of his voice, and the excitement of the unexpected had her wanting and willing to try. After all she is the one who suggested it. Was she getting herself in too deep telling him not to hold back on th...
He smirks at her from across the meeting. She should be paying attention but she's thinking about the end of shift last night. Did he really say what she thinks he said? He's her boss! The man who is in charge of this very meeting that she is at right now. She can feel her panties get a little damp thinking about his package he said last night he had for her...
After a long winding journey of driving you car through the mountains. You can finally see the Golden Mountian Hotel from the distance. The gold painted roof glimmers as the sunshine caresses the landscape. The ocean water shimmers next to it as the snow capped mountains reflect the sunlight like beacons. It has been a frustrating go of it at work. The seemi...
Chapter Three. The Singular Case Of The Screaming Orgasm. Inspired (very loosely) on Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's 'The Man with the Twisted Lip' and 'The Three Garidebs.' This tall tale is totally fiction and does not portray any real event or act. xxx "You are quite right, Em-Em. Beau does have the propensity to use his sharp teeth at the moment of climax....
My wife has always been much more of a heavy breather than a screamer or a moaner. While I quite enjoy the moans and especially the screams of a woman in the throes of ecstasy, the heavy breathing is also quite sexy in itself. The very few times my wife has screamed in pleasure all followed lengthy periods of heavy breathing during which I would arouse her t...