"There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root." ― Henry David Thoreau Squirt fountained from the nude BBW beneath me and onto the semen-stained, concrete wall behind her boyfriend's head. "I need to start carrying some sort of to-go cup to these events," I thought to myself, "perhaps a Tupperware container." In o...
There is something special about the sound of rain in the morning. Something about it adds an additional significance to holding my wife close under the covers. Something about it adds a stronger desire to make love to her. So when I awoke in the morning and heard the rain falling somewhat hard and fast upon the roof, I instinctively turned to my wife to f...
Author's Note: This is the continuation of the journey of a man and a woman trying to re-ignite the passion in their marriage after raising 3 kids. In Part I, the experiences of a vacation to the Caribbean a year ago proved life-changing and marriage saving. The flame ignited in that trip began to burn a bit hotter each day since. Now this couple wants to ex...
Author's note: This is a fantasy tale about a heartbroken man who must learn to love again despite being pulled into a magical world and being the central figure in a titanic struggle between freedom and tyranny. I hope you enjoy it. I would like to thank the members of the guild for all your support and advice. I also want to give a special thanks to my edi...
I heard the solitary staccato of her stilettos coming up the street towards our little terrace house and peered at my watch. It was 5.30am. I let her fumble in her bag for her door key, and heard the lock turn gingerly as if she was trying to crack a safe with trembling hands. I was sure that under her breath she was praying that I was fast asleep in bed. I...
"You'll enjoy meeting her?" "Yes, that is exactly what he said. His tone was oily and he spoke with what can be described with great certainty as having a leer in his voice." "That sounds innocent enough..." my voice trailed off with what could be described as great uncertainty. My conviction was fading as she looked at me with both bemusement and an incr...
Our crazy idea came to us while driving to see her grandparents a few states away. We stopped at a new truck stop and noticed a sign offering showers for truckers. After getting gas, we continued on to Florida. But, during the rest of our drive and especially during our celibate week at her grandparent's place, we plotted and schemed how we could make our th...
I must have been lying on the trampoline wearing Keisha's piss-soaked panties on my face for some 20 minutes, when the big black woman returned, beaming down at me and holding a large glass of foaming lager. Apart from her high heels she was naked. "Hi Peeping Tom," she smiled, "one more bottle of this lovely lager and I'll be ready to pass some of it on to...
Dark eyes. Dark almond shaped eyes. They stare back at me from the looking glass, the distorted image of what I am and what I could be. I am accursed and damned, as surely as any other lover's fool. At the age of seventeen, my mother and father betrothed me to Philip the Handsome of Austria. It was a fatal error that has jeopardized my now immortal soul. Adi...
Allison let out small moans as Simon rubbed her breast, rolling the nipple under the palm of his hand. Her mouth burned each time he lowered his head and kissed her, letting his tongue dart inside her mouth. She leaned back against the wall, arching her back towards Simon, her body language begging to be touched, caressed, and fondled. Her mind was a fog of...