When the wind blows sometimes things happen at night that make people feel things they never thought possible. Sometimes between two lovers, the wind makes the simple touch, seem like the best tasting chocolate, or softer than the touch of a pure silk sheet against your skin. These feelings for the first time are very hard to reproduce no matter how hard one...
It had been one of those rare English summers when temperatures had soared continually into the eighties. Good intentions to maintain my garden in pristine condition had gone by the wayside as sunbathing and barbecues had presented themselves in more attractive modes. So here I was, as summer was on the point of leaving, making a valiant effort to restore so...
Summer tugged at the hem of her dress to keep from flashing anyone. She was never going to let Anne-Marie dress her again. The French girl had laughed and joked her into a bodycon dress bought on an impulse at a thrift store months ago. Summer had never dared to wear it, considering it far too tight and too short, but Anne-Marie had clapped and said things l...
I had a lot of things that I wondered and thought about when it came to my wife. A wonderful great loving wife and person. Great mother and wonderful partner for many years now. A few years back I had come into some money and we were living nice and comfortable. Not really a care in the world. Being able to spend most all the time with each other at our side...
It had now been five days since she had last encountered her secret admirer. Every bone in her body was telling her this was all wrong...but every bone was craving the touch and the attention he gave her just as badly. She sat each day by the computer, waiting for him to log on, but he never did. She would stare at the phone beside the table, willing it to r...
OK -- First things first. This story makes a lot more sense if you've read part 1. You haven't? Cool, we'll wait here. Les says he's in and Great - you're back. This is a mix of light BDSM, Anal, and just kink in general. I put more background in this story as the comments on part 1 were, shall we say "Less than favorable" I attempted to address all the fa...
It was not long after that first night with Charlie that we arranged to meet up again (for obvious reasons). I was strangely nervous as to what was going to happen. How could anything possibly live up to what I had experienced last time. It was a warm Saturday afternoon and I arrived on Charlie's doorstep with a sense of anticipation. Charlie answered the d...
"Is there anything I can help you with, ma'am?" I said. She was good looking, certainly over 45 years old -- how much over that would be hard to say, but certainly younger than I was. A pert nose, red lipstick, red curly hair that L'Oreal would term 'bright auburn,' slate eyes lit up within so much that they could be called silver. Below the generic tee-shir...
"You brought me to a church?" you ask, as your heels click on the stone of the old, rural sanctuary. "I thought you were taking me out to the country for something romantic, and you take me to a church? What the fuck?" I enter behind you, watching your ass twitch in the high-cut, black skirt that you're wearing, the one I have no doubt you put on just to te...
Chapter 2 Lilly Meets the Foot Ball Team The light filtered in softly through the drawn blinds in Lilly's room illuminating her face and pulling her out of the gentle embrace of sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the crisp white paint of her ceiling letting herself wake slowly. She rolled over and cringed in confusion at the pain flooding from...