Embrace the Dark, My Beloved: Part Two I leveled my gaze on Jennifer, purposely narrowing my eyes, and scrutinized her. Her shimmering emeralds met the cold black death in mine. She was very brave, or very confident that her decision to intrude into my domain was not a fatal one. “And just what do you…
Shyly you come towards me. Your nightie is red, short, and lacy. A single delicate pearl button between your breasts holds the top closed. Almost sheer, the outline of your nipples creates a shadow darker than your skin; thin straps of red across each shoulder. The shadow of your tummy button is clearly visible. Panties…
The year I turned twenty-three didn’t start out very well at all. First off, I lost my job, and the reason they gave me was that I just wasn’t performing well enough. That kind of thing is always hard to take. Then, to round things off, my girlfriend dumped me. She told me that losing…
I’m not a baseball fan. I’m tired of striking out. I’m 19, a college freshman, holding down a 4.0, and I’m still a virgin. I am such a loser. Maybe I’m not a loser, but I’m certainly not popular. I got asked out on my very first day on campus, but it was really a…
Going Down Slow Part your legs I’m going down slow, Tonight you’ll be my little ho, I stick my tongue between your lips, As I hold you firm by the hips, On your back, feet in the air, My mouth is buried in your hair, I take my time as I lick your mound, My…
The water is cascading off my chest, spraying upon your shoulder, drenching your luxurious hair, streaming down your temple – as your lips have found my left nipple and teeth gently nibble my nipple. Hot water funnels from my chest upon your blushed cheeks, your eyes almost closed. Your left hand cradling my firm, muscular…
Saturday evening was delightful, the club was jumping, and there lots and lots of pretty people around to enjoy. A tall brunette was giving me the eye, and the way she was looking at me told me we were on the same wavelength. She finally walked up to me and spoke. “Can I buy you…
Janice and Jason Visit a Massage Parlor “Janice, are you up for a little adventure today?” my boyfriend Jason asked me. “Of course,” I replied, lifting my head from Jason’s beautiful penis. “What did you have in mind?” “I was thinking about taking you to a massage parlor.” “A massage parlor, Jason? Those are for…
Caroline’s Final Adventure with Mr. White This is the fifth and last of Caroline’s adventures with Mr. White My next opportunity to be with Mr. White, after the picnic at the nature preserve, arose a couple of weeks later. Jennie spent the weekend after the picnic staying with me. This gave us a wonderful chance…
This story continues on directly from my first story, Sonya’s Siren Song. In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she…
It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and…
“All in favor of killing Becky, raise their hands?” Four hands shot up instantly. “It’s agreed, we kill the bitch. As soon as possible.” Oh, don’t worry, dear reader, we’re not really planning on killing someone. We’d like to, but we’re not that violent or bloodthirsty. Becky is, or was, I should say, our bass…
Our First, er, Second Time! This one’s 100% real, with only the names being changed! There are two parts, the first time, er, attempt, and the second!~ Part ONE! We enter my apartment, and things are going quite well! We’re on our fourth date, and well, I LIKE him! Warren has successfully charmed me with…
You really know how to get to me like no man ever has. You’re proving it again right now, cuddling my very aroused nude body draped lazily across yours on our bed, stroking my long brown curls and back with a strong loving hand. Still gently lifting my chin with your other hand and looking…
Next month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness; and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help…
