"I expect your view of the Vikings was of all the raping and stealing they were supposed to do?" said a woman's voice beside me as I looked, in awe, at the contents of the museum case. I had been studying a small exquisite gold and silver broach made during the Viking Era in Denmark. I turned to look at the woman beside me. She was about 35, slim, smartly...
Sunbeams danced upon the ripples of Sydney Harbour. A warm gentle breeze caressed Astrid's bikini clad body; wisps of blonde hair escaped her hairclip and tickled her shoulders. The young woman wandered along the seashore, relishing the refreshing coolness of the shallow water as it lapped her ankles. Her mind wandered back to a similar lonely day so many ye...
Kirsty Dickens threw her oversized purse on her bed. Little Miss curled about her leg begging and pleading for her attention, but that was the last thing she wanted after another ninety-minute work-out session at the local gym. She was too tired to deal with a needy pussy, even her own. The creature was a reminder of her destiny as that crazy cat woman in th...
Stella and I were a healthy young couple in our late twenties, and had been married for four years. Ever since our marriage we had been trying to have a baby, but our efforts had been in vain. Finally we had resorted to medical advice, only to find out that the problem was me. The doctor informed us that my sperm count was abnormally low, probably due to a c...
After being married for sixteen years, one gets to know their partner rather well. Even in a marriage as fantastic as ours, sometimes things go off course. Lately I had begun to sense that my husband Max wasn't feeling fully satisfied. Although nothing had changed in our day to day life, our interactions in the bedroom could be categorized as less than stell...
The week seems to drag on forever. Dan is working seven days straight and I miss him. I agree with the saying "All work and no play, makes Jack a dull boy" but in this case it should read "All work and no play makes for no sex life." I have planned a little surprise for Dan at his work tonight. If he can't bring his body to me, I will have to bring my body t...
Bears, Porridge, and Honey: A Pair of Goldilocks by The Preve Story One---The Sticky Cheerleader: Part One The Gundersson Brothers lived in the forest: Olaf, Sigmund and Gurd. They prospered through honey making, courtesy of Olaf. Sigmund supplemented the income, selling wood supplies to the local furniture company. Gurd's hunting saved on groceries; meat...
The great wooden door of the convent crashed open, and the chanted prayers of the women faltered and died. A small group of Viking raiders burst in, their leader barking orders: "Rolf, Leif -- up to the end, look for any other doors, make ´em secure. Baldur, Harald, Skriv -- get these women over into that corner out of the way. And keep them quiet, eh? Fafni...
Note: This story is a football related story... This was one of those rare writing moments in which I watched a lot of football films like "North Dallas Forty" & "Necessary Roughness"... There is a lot of football related jargon in between the sex scenes... some readers may be put off by that... never-the-less, enjoy! ***** -one- God, I wanted a drink. In...
There are two things in my life that determine a day when Hell freezes over. First, the Atlanta Falcons making it to the Super Bowl. Second, meeting a nice saucy wench with a bodacious set of ta-ta's and nymphomaniac-like tendencies with no qualms about sucking a gargantuan pillar of Roman manhood 24-hours a day. Let me tell you about an evening when the Dev...