Crump, crump, crump. The sound of the snow underfoot is oddly comforting. It is over 50 years since I heard the sound regularly as a child and youth in England. Since arriving in Australia, it has been a very rare sound indeed. But it always brings back the memories of freezing fingers and toes, yet laughter and gaiety as snowballs were thrown and toboggans...
With work and travel I didn't see Amy for several weeks. Now that we'd actively made each other cum it seemed, somehow, there was less urgency to our activities. I didn't know how her relationship with her husband was progressing and I had my usual fish to fry (in varying degrees of what may have satisfied Mr. Plato). I'd been back to the country once or twi...
I sat staring at my computer screen with a look of complete astonishment on my face. Surely I read your latest email wrong. Shaking my head, I scrolled through the paragraph once more just to make sure. "I will pick you up from your hotel room at 8pm. From there we will stop for dinner and then on to the club for some great music, hot dancing and drinks. Bu...
Sally placed one high heel against the wall and pushed. The chair rolled across the floor, the casters rumbling faintly. She spun around and braced her other foot on the far wall as she neared it and pushed again. This time the push was not so hard. She bumped over the carpet behind her desk and came to a stop just about exactly where she wanted to be. The...
The challenge was on! I had stopped by my best friend's place to see if he want to go play a round of golf earlier that morning only to find his step daughter and kids were visiting. He declined something about playing with the Grandkids. "Sonja likes to play," he suggested of his daughter, "and that will let us spoil the kids." "Can I go along?" Sonja as...
Elaine had a few tasks to complete at the golf club; not least, being noticed by some of the board members as she placed a large advertisement for the Equestrian Centre on the notice boards about the club; not only was this fuelled by her love of the sport, she also knew the promise of prim women with jodhpurs and riding crops, and the whiff of leather was v...
I wake up on my birthday and stretch, long and languorously. Looking over to the other side of the bed I find it empty, but a note lies on the pillow. I pick it up and read, 'I am taking you out somewhere special tonight. Wear something sexy-and something even sexier underneath! The car will pick you up at 8pm.' I spend the day pampering myself-soaking in a...
Chapter 4: Ayilah's The next morning, I woke up to sunshine streaming in through the tall, curtain-less windows. The cross of the panes were making shadows that stretched in diagonal lurches onto the hard wood floor. Things appeared to be the same places they had been when Mason and I arrived the night before. There were only two differences I could see in...
The restaurant was booked solid. Morris clenched and unclenched his fists with satisfaction, knowing full well that tonight's take meant that the burnt orange lamborghini he had been eyeing, would be his. This place was a fucking gold mine. Licks had become an underground mecca for the ultra horny, and ultra rich. He checked with the cameraman to make sure...
Cherry had never done an erotic photo shoot before. Sure, she'd been told she'd be great in pornos, and she had even done a few amateur photo shoots. But in those cases, the photographer was usually just someone who owned a website that posted porn of amateur girls 'doing it live and hot, right now!' This shoot was different. A talent scout had seen one of...