"Laclede's Landing?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Remember when we used to come here..." Camille stopped, not wanting to dredge up those memories of happier times. "Yeah, I remember," he smiled, a wistful light dancing in his eyes. "I loved to dance with you." She felt the heated blush that suffused her skin at the way his arms used to hol...
I slowly woke up bleary eyed discovering a wet tingle between my legs in my slightly swollen pussy. Coming out of a sensual erotic dream, where I just been fucked deep and hard by a fit smoldering handsome rugged man in his forties. I was a little bleary and soft focused as the warm morning sun shone on my face through the bedroom window. A tad disappointed...
It was ten in the morning when Harley slammed the open car door when she saw the tire. She cursed and kicked the tire. "Fuck!" Shitty tire... it just had to go flat on her on this desolate piece of highway in the middle of bloody nowhere. It was like the damn thing was gunning for her. Though it was partly her fault too; she never bothered to learn how to...
2011. Bremmerhoffen, Germany. Thunderhaus Metal Festival. The German people are known for basically three things... Nazi's, Volkswagons and a thriving Metal scene. If I was to add a fourth it would be dirty blondes. These two girls have just cornered me while I was listening to Thunder, an eighties and ninties hard rock band, backstage. They look about ni...
Daily living As I look back on the previous chapters I think I may have given the wrong impression… while all the girls are sexually submissive to me, and we are all “faithful” to each other, weekday daytimes are another story… Not that we don’t occasionally have sex during the weekdays, but if we do, I am not necessarily a “Dom,” or even a participant. Eve...
My name is Jerri, I ended up in this predicament in a hilarious way, I was just heading home from my girlfriends house when I got a flat tire. Getting out my cell phone, I tried to call a tow truck. I wasn't really surprised when there was no signal, I lived out in the country. I didn't want to get out of the car, it was cold and windy, but that wasn't the r...
It was a beautiful warm sunny day -- well, hot actually -- though the stiff on-shore breeze blowing up from the south made the heat tolerable. Otherwise, it was a perfect day for sailing. I sat at the wheel of my sailboat, named Felicity, which my wife, Karen, always insisted on calling a "yacht" because it was just over thirty feet in length. Karen wasn't...
It had been one of the coldest winters on record. Not much snow, but cold enough to force avid cyclists like Mallory Greenfeld into indoor spin classes. But now it was early May and all that was behind her as she prepared for a Saturday morning ride on her yellow aluminum Schwinn. She planned to ride about twenty miles, a relatively slow twenty miles. Save f...
Volume 5: What Was Left Behind Chapter 2 - Echos "From the ground came trees and man. From the tree we took shelter and warmth and glue, a place to play and the means to make tools and weapons which we selfishly used against our fellow humanoids. The humble tree even remembers when we used its life to steal others' and it continues to give of itself. T...
"This bra isn't working" said Josie as we drove to the restaurant. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I can feel it against my nipple. It's making my pussy wet." Josie has very sensitive breasts and nipples, so sensitive that she has to wear custom bras that fit so as to not cause any movement. She has to avoid wearing bras made out of material like satin o...