Unfathomed night; thou conduit of dreams, Veiled sister of the lucid day, For thee I long, for thee I wait And for thy favour pray! Come and spread thy silken cloak upon me, No other raiment will I wear But thy ethereal garment Of darkness and sweet air! O goddess of soft, unhurried hours,…
They were children when they first kissed. Growing up together in the same neighborhood, Kaori and Samuel didn’t know each other from the start. Kaori had just moved to San Diego from Tokyo, Japan. Her father was an architect and found a better paying job in the US. Her mother was a housewife that mostly…
Moments Like This Don Abdul ©2005 As we lie here by the fire placeIn quiet repose, from passionate love makingTracing the edges of your sexy lingerie’ s laceUp your silken thighs, feeling you, wet and ready for another taking Savouring your deep sensual kissSensual touch and other little things I’d never want to miss It’s…
SCENT OF A WOMAN Don Abdul ©2005 Laying out here by the poolSoaking up the sunDrink by my side so sweaty cool From deep within my mindFrom that collage of smellsPerception of smell to the blind It is the oneThe scent that stirs me to arousalVenting erotic memories of times long gone Heightening my thirst…
It was a rainy Saturday and we had both been working in the morning and came home for the rest of the weekend. We were glad to see each other again although it had been only a few hours since we parted and went our separate ways. I went to the kitchen to prepare something…
A Sexual Fantasy Can you sense my spirit behind you? I am here breathing so softly that you can only feel me when you read this. I am standing nude behind you, with a hard erect shaved cock straining to be inside you. My body although not young is still in fairly good condition with…
    Passion is not hot; it is cold. In the languorous summer heat I sit caressing my limbs with lotion as bright bikinis run past and dive into the water. Sunglasses reflect the light but not the heat; I take a sip of iced tea and try holding a book above my head to block…
I’ve always wondered if what I’m thinking and what I’m feeling is wrong. But I cant stop thinking about what she looks like naked and how my cock inside her would feel. Is that wrong or is that right? Is this just lust or is it something more? Hi. My names Tristan and I’m 20….
This is the sequel chapter to Reunited, in order to gain context, please read the first chapter for more pleasure… Meg. His cock is throbbing in my mouth as I hold his hips closer, looking up, I can only see a gorgeous young man in front of me. He is someone I had never laid…