“Make love to me” Beth instructed Allan as his tongue expertly explored her most personal parts. Allan crawled up her body and leaned forward, kissing her gently. Beth responded, her tongue searching for his, tasting her own juices on his tongue as they kissed. She needed his cock and she reached down between their bodies,…
I was in Bali for a well-deserved break. Having completed a big deal, I needed some time to relax and chill on the beach. The beach in Nusa Dua is amazing, so it was my first choice. Since it was Easter it also turns out that the hotel was packed. Luckily the staff knew me…
She turned her head towards me and smiled, walking almost on her tiptoes from the pool, her body dripping wet and her brown hair clung to her shoulders. I looked up from my book and struggled to divert my eyes from her beautifully pert behind in that sexy red bikini and the way each cheek…
Snow crunched under the tyres of the four by four as Tim pulled up onto the driveway outside the chalet. “Here we go,” he said. He leaned over to Fiona in the passenger seat and kissed her on the cheek before they both giggled and flung the doors open. In the back seat Lilly pulled…
The begininning of this story is true but I have given it a bit of a fantasy ending. I’d been with my partner Alice for about eight years and, as is probably normal, we were just not having as much sex as we used to. We still fancied each other and when we did have…
Sorry it has been so long since I have written about these two but Holidays are crazy! Grace and Matty’s date had been perfect. He had been standing right outside her office building, with two cups of hot coco with way too many marshmallows on the top. They had walked through the park that was…
Melinda and her husband Mike used to go all out at Christmas time, decorating every inch of the house, inside and out. It was her favorite holiday. One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just their kids,…
Pretending Ch. 09 © 2009 All Right Reserved Connie let the water run down on her from the shower head after she’d finished. The hot water felt wonderful after such a long day. She turned off the water, wrapped her hair in one towel and grabbed another for her body. While she’d been in there,…
Pretending Ch. 08 © 2009 All rights reserved Emily proved prophetic. Despite Simon’s grandiose claims, John had wiped out both him and Edward in a few short hands. He was more than happy to see Emily and Connie return. Lydia came in a few moments later, and headed into the kitchen to make coffee and…
Pretending Ch 07 © 2009 All Rights Reserved “Connie!” Emily shouted at her sister happily while sitting on the front porch. Connie grinned as she stretched. She hadn’t seen Emily in months. She got a shock, though, when Emily stood up—Emily was pregnant! “Em!” She ran over to hug her sister. They embraced, then Connie…
Pretending Ch. 02 © 2009 All Rights Reserved Sunlight peeked through the blinds and prodded Connie awake. She took a moment to orient herself. I don’t have piles of books on top of my computer, she thought. Then she remembered where she was and turned her head. Simon lay behind her, his hand on her…
Pretending Ch. 05 © 2009 All Rights Reserved “Rachel! Rachel, look out!” Connie was shouting and pointing, but nothing was coming out. The SUV loomed larger and larger as it approached from behind. Connie had seen it in the side mirror and watched in horror as it grew and grew, until the grille filled the…
Pretending Ch. 04 © 2009 All Rights Reserved Neither of them mentioned the kiss after that. They did agree to Simon’s idea of going on dates and acting like a “real” couple. Connie found she couldn’t keep her guard up all the time. More than once she realized she had forgotten the “pretend” part of…
Desire makes for a wave-lashed bedOn which we writhe and crack and cleaveSpritzed and sprayed with sea and sex,Tangled with tidal love we weave With no rest, no respite. KissesCross like sodden clouds, an endlessStorm of scorching dew. Lust’s nestLeaves its tenants a mucky mess. These sleepless eyes blink leaden lidsAnd greet a score of…
En Vacances 3: Grant   “I want a drink.”  My words sound petulant in my ears like a small child demanding a treat; and my tongue, unused to forming words, feels thick in my mouth. It had seemed like a good idea holidaying alone, ten days in the sun, an opportunity to relax…