She sees him in the frozen food aisle and picks him as her next "victim". Their eyes meet and she lowers her gaze and then quickly looks at him again. A small grin plays on her lips and she licks them with her wet tongue as she shakes her hair from her face. With a graceful movement, she finds herself bent over the frozen vegetables, her breasts in full vie...
AND TWO Jane again. Rachel's a chatty one, isn't she? About time she let me do some of the talking. Now where was I? Oh yes, the next session. At my place. I decided we were ready for something a bit more stringent, so I made a couple of additional preparations. Lots of chains, leather cuffs, padlocks (different keys for each, just to make things interesti...
(It was 2007 and Russ Baumann, 30 year old janitor at the St. Clair's Mall was making use of a 'FreezeTime Remote' which had come into his possession. This had the capacity of freezing chronological time, so that people, became 'frozen statues' suspended in time, until the 'RegularTime' button was pressed. For some reason whoever was operating the remote was...
Pacing continuously back and forth in her strange house Eleanor Shellstrop was freaking out: Something was very wrong with the Good Place. Prior to dying Eleanor was not a good person. She insulted people, betrayed her friends and sold bogus medication. So when she ended up in the 'Good Place' Eleanor knew something was up. Something beyond her control jus...
Chapter 3 I continued buggering Mrs. Honved for several more minutes, even as she quivered from the attention and mindlessly munched on Lizzie while taking Vanessa's strap-on dildo deep inside her twat. We also heard Autumn's demonic cries of pleasure from being reamed from both ends by Mr. Honved and Nels. Sonya's sweet ass truly lived up to its name, soak...
"Excuse me, what are your specials this month?" the woman asked, her low cut top exposing a generous amount of cleavage that was magnified by her flawless tanned skin. As I glanced down at her chest, images of what I would do to this woman began to spring from my imagination. The woman bent over the counter, my large hands groping her luscious breasts, grind...
He came with the night wind, a cold front descending from the arctic complete with freezing rain and icy fingers. The branches creaked as trees flexed back and forth in a relentless effort to remain standing. By the morning the broken boughs and torn leaves would litter the ground but she wouldn't care. In fact, it was the perfect excuse for missing church t...
As Dan Wiseman worked his old, worn key in the lock of his office, the corners of his mouth turned up just a bit. “Guess that key’s a lot like me – it still works, but its teeth are just about gone; I guess that’s what forty years of working for the government will do to you.” Of course, the youngster standing beside him couldn’t really appreciate what was...
"Oh my God !" The woman who had yelled those words didn't look like a troublemaker. When she had entered this grocery store a few minutes earlier, she looked like your average conservative housewife in her early fourties. When she had noticed that creep staring at her breasts while licking his lips, she had told him firmly to leave her alone. Then,...
I write here of romance, intimacy, sensuality and erotic suggestion. The stories are written quickly using a great deal of imagination and improvisation, this time with text instead of music. (Improvisation = let the heart speak before the mind?) Why did I initially choose this subject matter? A search through the bestsellers on the web classified as rom...