(Disclaimer: This story is a work of fantasy; names and places are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously.) Rose Byrne: The Badge Sucker Of all the corrupt police cities in the world she had to walk into his, reclining in his big comfy chair with her bare feet propped on his big comfy desk, her long sun kissed legs disappearing behind ye...
I'm in bed around 10:30 and can sense that the phone would ring. I knew it would be you. You ask what I was doing and we'd chat for a while. You tell me that you just shaved your legs and ask if I'd like to come over, you'll wrap them around me and show me how smooth they were. Usually, my response is that it's too late and I need to get up early the next...
"There must be some way that I can thank you." Stacy purred running her fingers slowly down James's inner thigh stopping at the hard bulge beneath his spandex. She traced along the hard girth until she found the crown. "C'mon." She purred. "Oh there is something." He whispered bringing his hands down and unfastening his Morpher belt flinging it carelessly o...
As I write this, and my cock and balls are constricted with leather straps and tied to my chair together with my left hand. My right hand has a leather cuff and restricting cord that gives me just enough movement to type with. Donna told me that I will not be released until I have finished writing this report of our latest BDSM session. ++++++++++++++++++++...
I set up my camera on a high edge that overlooked the stream and its surrounding banks, and started recording. It was a beautiful day in late March, and I still had the better part of an hour before the sun set. All day I had been hiking along a trail around the park looking for scenic spots to shoot. I was putting together a showcase to use as part of my re...
For Fred, only cause you dared tell me what you liked and were honest about it. You burst in my back door like a freight train bursting through a tunnel. It has been a few weeks since we last got to see each other. Nightly chats and frequent phone calls just can’t take the place of skin on skin or mouth on mouth. We can chat and talk all we like but we sti...
It was a hot night. It was after midnight and Rachel could not sleep. While the air conditioning ran almost constantly, it didn't seem to be helping. She looked over at her husband, Scott, who was apparently unaffected. After tossing and turning a couple more times she got up and went downstairs. Maybe a glass of cold water would help. She decided to step o...
An older couple go on a protracted road trip in northern Arizona, stopping here and there to see the sights and enjoy each other. Just slow, quiet sex and gentle love. It's best if you read the first two stories- Time and Time Again and Time and Time Again, Road Trip. This is pretty much how us "old folks" get along. * In spring, after it warmed up a bit,...
Maria is so perfect. How do you describe her? Not much more than 5 feet tall, long shoulder length blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, sweet red lips, beautiful shell like ears. A wonderful warm skin color, not too white but not too dark either just warm and inviting. Small beautiful hands just the right size for holding; wonderful breasts, not too big, not to...
It wasn't a river. I guess stream would be the best word for it. Two inches to two feet deep, depending on where you were standing, and only about 30 feet wide. When my wife started wading down it, I had no intention of following. I was wearing sneakers and was happy to stand on the bank and watch as she made her way against the current. It was more than 15...