A little background: My wife Ann Marie is 5'7", 135lbs. She has fiery auburn hair and brown eyes. We have been together for over 12 years, and she is 35 years old, but she could easily pass for 10 years younger. She has great legs and her ass is smokin'. Her breasts are a size 34B, perfectly shaped. She never wears a bra, so when her nipples get hard they ca...
Joann Snyder did not blush as she removed her bra and panties. In fact, she stood erect, poised and confident. At age forty two, she had a pedigree of being married to a Vice President, just laid off, of a major tobacco company, past woman's President of the "Burning Palm" country club, owner of two Mercedes, and a four hundred thousand home. She had graduat...
500 miles is one hell of a long distance to travel in this country sometimes. Especially when you don't drive and can't afford a train ticket anywhere. When you're 21, it's easy to look like a student and hitch lifts anywhere you want, but when you're ten years older the cold eases into your muscles so much more easily, and these long trips hurt a little mor...
Thanks rexbrookdale for helping with editing this story! To all my readers ... I'm greatly sorry for the long wait. Chapter 2 As the girls approached the men, they were able to see what they were doing: Demetri had pinned a man to the ground ... and they heard sucking noises, while António held another man against the wall. Blood covered the man's face....
Author's note. This is the most challenging story I've written, having never had the experience before. I was blocked by the actual act, and life took over for a while, but my thoughts often returned to Venus and Dion out there, loving one another in the desert. Finally, after a long break I picked it back up, wanting to fulfill the commitment made to a dea...
{Because the mall is a magical place at Christmastime.} "Hey, Elf!" His name, of course, wasn't really Elf, but he'd been working at the main court in the mall for the past three years as Santa's helper and after correcting hundreds, no, thousands of small children who insisted on calling him "Elf", he answered to just about anything. Besides, he did have...
So far, the medieval festival had been boring. The typical things were in evidence: Overpriced souvenirs and food, fops in bad accents cavorting about and nothing new added to the shows across the sprawling fields and glades that made up the festival. Kara was getting tired and her friend Laurie was also starting to sag. Kara would have preferred to stay hom...
The wet weather had finally broken and what seemed to be a newly energized sun beamed out of a cerulean blue sky flecked with invitingly puffy clouds. It caught her blonde hair, transforming it into waves of gold and bronze and the yellow of late summer straw. This shoulder length mane, already slightly disordered by the caressing breeze, framed a face of st...
((Most of this is true between a friend and I, but I haven't moved back home yet, so the rest is just what I'm hoping happens when I move back next month :) )) * You know that friend that you have that you tend to never realize you want until way later than you should? Yeah, I had one of those. At least mine wasn't too late... Marck was a glorious sight...
Relaxing by the apartment's pool one Sunday, I relived the previous evenings midnight swim in nothing more than my long baby blue Eva Picone silk gown. The water had felt so good flowing between the silk and my nude body and the walk back to the apartment even better as I had a raging hard on from the clinging sensation of the silk over my drenched body. I...