One night Salt lay in bed thinking about the past week. Her mother had actually broke down in tears, surprising Salt, who expected her to scream. Her mother's pitiful existence had pretty much burned out any scintilla of emotion she had, so this display pierced Salt's heart. But how much could she care about a mother who she might see twice a week? Rumors w...
Walking from the bathroom with only a towel around her, she laid down on the bed to rest her eyes before dressing for the night. A myriad of thoughts swirling around in her mind as she let her body relax completely. The tensions of the past week had finally taken its toll and she ached from head to toe. Opening her eyes slightly at the sound of footsteps, a...
She tenses up under his touch... anticipating. The feel of his fingers as they slide softly over her skin, like giving off little charges of electricity as they touch her. She feels his hot breath on her neck and then his lips, kissing her lovingly, sending chills up and down her body. Knowing what was about to come, and wanting it so badly. He breathes in...
It had been a long and enjoyable holiday but at last Shahnaz was glad to be going home. The weather had been fantastic and, although at 50 years old, she was pleased to be back in the Mumbai sun showing off her tanned and trim body. It was precisely for that reason that she was still wearing a light summer dress that clung loosely to her. Shahnaz was not y...
The train pulsed a constant rhythm that my mind set to music. My heart throbbed in perfect tempo and my loins felt the beat. We had often written of this moment, we had even described just how it would all develop. Yet nothing had prepared me for the anticipation and the apprehension I suffered. My mind posed questions I had never encountered before. Will sh...
It wasn't until my sophomore year at university that I began enjoying smoking while having sex. I was dating a basketball player. He wasn't the sharpest tool in the box, but he went down on me every time, and not just for the few mandatory minutes. The boy really loved pussy, and I loved having mine licked, sucked, and fingered. I had never considered mysel...
My name is Ali, and last Wednesday, I had my first experience being a smoking fetish model. It went far beyond what I had expected, or had been comfortable with. In fact, while smoking, I had posed naked and even masturbated on camera! I still couldn't believe I had acted so licentiously, but the modelling money had gotten me out of tight spot with my studen...
I stumbled over brush and stone. Rain had made the peat-covered stones slippery but it hadn't softened their assault on my legs as I staggered blindly forward. My kirtle's hem was tattered, torn by the numerous falls I had all ready taken. I doubted it had managed to retain its emerald hue. My legs were bruised and beginning to grow leaden. Rain pounded ag...
"You're being childish," Mike said to Weslie, as he had many times before. He'd always said it in jest, as part of their usual playful banter, not in the middle of a serious argument like this. Then again, in the tree months since they had started living together, they hadn't had an argument this serious. Maybe she had been a bit stubborn, but he really didn...
An English summer sun gleamed on the mast of the old Cutty Sark as it lay forlornly in the dry docks at Greenwich. As I stared at it I wondered at the fate of those that sailed in her and called her home. The sound of a ship moving up the Thames River drew my attention and I wandered off toward the railing along the high walls of the riverbank. The water,...