Finding Joy My name is Joy Krammer. The only thing I can say about myself is that I would disappear in a group of three. I am so average that it is scary. I am 33, married, two k**s, an accountant, brown hair and eyes, 140 pounds, 5’ 6”, average build and an average life. I attended my k**’s soccer games, concerts and school events. I went to the PTA meetings and volunteered for various good causes. Even my sex life was average since my husband and I made love every Thursday night and Sunday morning. Perfectly average; at least until I had an experience that changed my life. I was coming home on a Thursday night after an out of town business trip. I was running late and knew that I would not get home until after the k**s were in bed. I still had another hour drive ahead of me but I had a problem. I had to pee so bad! I decided the next exit would have to be it. I could see there was a gas station so I pulled off. Once I got to the top of the ramp and I was very disappointed to see that the station was closed. Shit! What was I going to do? Then I saw there was another business but it was an adult book store. I had to pee so bad! Ok, I just need to use their bathroom, I could do this. I pulled into the parking lot and could see there were several other cars. I got out of the car and walked in the store. The first impact was the smell. It was hard to describe but in the back of my mind it said “sex”. I looked around and saw a guy setting behind a counter. “Can I use your …
The Tale of Tommy and Terri
HOW TOMMY AND TERRI BECAME SWINGERS A true story as told to Fred Lake, © 2014 Fred Lake At a recent swinger party, somebody asked Tommy and his wife Terri (relatively new members of the group, both are now 26) how they became swingers. Their story was interesting, and I thought it was worth sharing. I discussed this with them, but they said they were not writers and could not do their own story justice. I invited them over for a long weekend afternoon a month ago, and (amid some assorted screwing) managed to coax most of the story out of them and get it into my laptop. As with any story told years later, it didn't all come out in order so I had to keep going back and inserting for bits and pieces they remembered later. At every party for a month they would add something they had remembered to the story. Anyway, they're finally satisfied with the story being reasonably complete and accurate, and gave me permission to share it. Thomas and Theresa (Tommy and Terri, not their real names, of course) met casually in college while dating other people. After a few months, when they were both single, they started dating each other. A year of courtship led them to become a committed couple. They slipped away during Spring Break to get secretly married, and then got married in church with the whole f****y on what nobody knew was their second anniversary of marriage. They have now been married six and a half (or four and a half) years. They have been swingers from a month before they …
Order in the Court
Order In The Court – Part 1 Regina & Mitch entered the Courtroom & took seats in the back row. Regina caught Erinn's eye & smiled at the Island's new Judge. Erinn's long black hair ran down to the small of her back & still shimmered under the light even as it lay over her black judges robe. Her steely gray eyes watched the men, enjoying their fear knowing everyone now regretted trying to flee this Woman ruled paradise. The front three rows on one side of the isle were filled with these sad looking men who thought that their job working in road gangs policing the Island's streets & beaches, picking up trash & keeping the Island clean was so hard that they tried to escape & were even now wishing they could go back & undo this nightmare. Sadly for them they didn't think about the consequences trying to escape would be. Some of them, hoping for mercy from this court, quickly gave up the men who planned the escape insuring them that there was a way off the Island. When the escapee's were brought in Erinn saw the men looking to see if the planners were among them. They were not. What they didn't know was the three instigators were among the Slaves who screams were heard thru out the court whenever the Ladies Room doors were opened. They would serve their life sentence here, in the very court where their foolish comrades now sat awaiting their fate. The marble floor & walls in the rotunda carried the cries like echo's in a vast cathedral. On each side of the courtroom, just for …
The After Seeding a Second Wave 1
The After Seeding a Second Wave 1 ——————————————————————————————————— One year after the Seeding 4 Mille had been having a hard time controlling their daughter, though she had the enhancements like her husband John, she still didn't have the control that he did. Now at 8 1/2 months, their daughter's mental powers were far above what Mille's were. Had John not instilled the morals in their daughter that he had, the girl would be completely out of control. Like all children she liked to play games and her favorite was hide and seek with her mother, thing was she took it too far most of the time. The last time she'd appeared in her Grandfathers house, for the first time Millie hadn't been able to sense her, damn it Millie thought, she'd learned to block. It had taken John finding her, bringing her home and shutting off her moving power for a month to convince her to never do it again, though John wanted to keep it off for a while longer. John had started to worry and had explained to their daughter that the more she used her abilities the easier the government men could find them. This had in turn scared the little girl half to death and for a week she wouldn't leave her mother's side. That was last week, so far they hadn't had any trouble with the government men but John was sure they were gearing up for a major assault upon the property. Though he didn't have need of new equipment, he still ventured into …
Adventures with my JC ex-gf
This experience is 90% true and 10% edited to spice it up, so read it with a pinch of salt. If I offend any bros here with anything, I apologize first. This is my first story and hopefully I can get ur support I recall last time when I was in JC (wow si bei long ago liao), got into my second relationship (my first one was in secondary 3, and we were both first timers and quite humji, so didn’t do much expect hold hands, kiss and light petting – didn’t even see my first ever pussy). Let’s call me Ray and my ex Debbra (Deb). This happened when I was in J2 and she was in J1. Deb was quite well endowed, a figure to die for, with a B cup and perky nipples that can protrude out of those teen bras. She was slim, around 1.6m, and always goes around with a ponytail and specks. Got to know her thru cca orientation week when we welcomed juniors and subsequently, we got closer and closer and got together in the end. Deb was not the party kind of girl, but she was a very open girl. Even before we got together, or in our circle of CCA friends, she'll complain things like: her bra uncomfortable, discuss sex stuff with our friends and tease other people… She had 1 ex bf before, of which she told me she only gave him a BJ and let him COB, that’s all. No sex. Of cos I wasn’t thinking of bonking her the first day I got together, it subsequently led to that. (normal mah right) We were v touchy and lovey dovey in school and in front of our CCA friends, and they always make fun of us asking us …
Take it Easy – Chapter Four: Waking Up is Hard to Do
In an effort to make it easier to get out of bed, I had set my alarm clock to play a random song from a playlist of my favorites instead of an annoying buzzer. Although that makes the process more enjoyable, I'm still not exactly a morning person. Nevertheless, I forced myself out of bed and blindly pulled clothes from my dresser. While I dressed, I consoled myself with the fact that the first day of school is all about learning the rules for the umpteenth time: I wouldn't have any homework. I trudged, zombie-like, to the bathroom, and saw that Nicole was still asleep when I passed her room. For whatever reason, she sleeps like a male college student. Being that this was the first day of school, I had to wake her up. I shook off my drowsiness and took a flying leap onto her bed. "Nicole, it's the first day of school! Aren't you excited?!" "Fuck off!" She replied, attempting to dislodge me from the bed while desperately holding on to the covers. "Not getting rid of me that easily!" I grinned as I threw the covers off of her. "Aaron!" She shrieked. "Don't wanna be late on the first day!" I said in an annoying sing-songy voice. Nicole grumbled a lot, but she got up from her bed and shooed me out of the room so she could dress. I completed my usual morning routine and headed downstairs for breakfast. "Morning!" My mom said cheerfully from the kitchen. I think she, like all of us, wanted to forget the events of the night before and had chosen to move on. "Morning, mom. What's for …
Lady chatterleys lover – my version (summer
As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies (lol) – you choose which you think they are! Names are real in the hope that the people involved will read about themselves and get in touch, (except where because of reasons that should be obvious, it could cause the person to be put in an embarrassing situation) If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here! And if you recognise yourself – get in touch After the soft porn films of the Stud and the Bitch, another came out, Lady Chatterley’s lover. It stared Sylvia Kristel (yes her of Emmanuelle fame) and Nicholas Clay. As a film it was a bit of a flop, unless you happened to be a over sexed, rampant teen…..like I was. So it was the summer of ‘81, hot, dry and just the sort of summer that begs for a road trip to the sand dunes of Porthcawl. About two dozen of us one balmy summers evening decided that we’d had enough of the pub we were off to sl**p in the dunes. Everyone went their separate way, collected tents, sl**ping bags, what ever and met up at the chippie on main street. A convoy of 6 cars made it’s way along the motorway and down to Porthcawl. In my car were me, my girlfriend Sue R, a mate and Sue R’s friend from college. Getting there about 10pm we all decided to get take outs from the Dirty Duck before making for the seclusion of the …
Wifes young friends
Young Friends I was heading to my car after leaving a downtown theatre after see. I wore a black lace and chiffon cocktail dress, with a modest V neck, black stockings, black heels and my white gold jewelry. It was a Saturday night about 11:30, I didn't really want to go home to an empty house as my husband was away at work overseas, and I also wasn't sure I wanted to go to a pub dressed the way I was. I was almost to the parking garage when I saw Ryan coming out of a bar with some friends. He looked at me and whistled and told me I looked fabulous. His friends all agreed with him which made me feel really good. Ryan was 26 and had been friends with my son since they were about 10. Over the last couple of weeks I had seen him at the house on several occasions. He was young and very good looking. He came over and put an arm around me and gave me a kiss. Since I was on my way home I asked him if he needed a ride. He stepped back, looked at me and said if I was driving he would go any where with me, then he said something to his friends, took my arm and we went to my car. As soon as we got to his apartment he asked if I would like a nightcap. I said I would come in for one and then head home. We went inside and he poured me a glass of wine and we sat down chatting and before I knew it we had finished a whole bottle. I was a bit annoyed at myself because now I would have to get a taxi home. Ryan said there was no problem and said that I could stay there if I liked. I told him …
Uncle watching the house, and me!
Uncle Ted has been watching the house for a week now. I feel like every day that goes by I get a little more scared of him. The first day was fine but the next day it seemed like he was staring at me. I would catch him out of the corner of my eye looking at my ass. I tried to convince myself that he was just spacing out and maybe he wasnt staring at my bottom in a perverted kind of way but I couldnt shake the feeling that he wanted me. On the 3rd day I came home after my Wednesday Classes ended at night and he had been drinking. He offered me a drink even though I'm only 18. "Sorry Uncle Ted, Mom would kill me if she found out". He looked me up and down and said "Mom doesn't have to know about anything that happens this week". My stomach dropped. What was he talking about? I went up to my room and tried to study so I wouldn't think about what a CREEP Ted was being. On the 4th day I came out of the shower and he was just standing there outside the door. He said he needed to use the restroom…but when I looked at where his hand was it was on the outside of his pants next to his private! It looked like he had a hard on! I was so scared I ran to my room and slammed the door behind me. What was he doing?…On the 5th night I stayed away. I asked a friend if I could spend the night with her and she said that was fine. I didnt tell her about what a creep my Uncle Ted was being because it was embarrassing. After hanging out with friends most of the day on the 6th night I …
He was hot like Indian Curry…Part 2
You would think when I woke up the next morning, I would feel shameful, that as a married woman, I would be disgusted with my actions; but I wasn't. I enjoyed it, and knowing I was unfaithful to my husband with an Indian guy turned me on even more. I was laying in Raaj's arms, he was still asleep. I couldn't help but think how sexy he was at this moment. I looked around the room to see sheets from the bed around the room and the bedside lamp was knocked over. I smiled to myself before I realised that at any moment my husband could come home, and as much as i fantasised about my husband walking in while me and Raaj were having rough steamy, animalistic sex much like we did last night, I wasn't game enough. I didn't want to lose my marriage, even though I hated the bastard for not giving me want I wanted. I shook Raaj until he woke up and he greeted me with a horny smile. "I was just dreaming about you" he said, reaching his hands over to my naked breasts, squeezing, rubbing and twisting them. I moaned pleasurably. "Raaj. We need to stop my husbands going to be back soon" Raaj stopped and looked at me "Fine. But let me give you a parting gift at least" He moved down to my exposed vagina. He put his index finger and middle finger inside his mouth and sucked it before than inserting them inside my pink, shaven, wet twat. I watched as I slowly saw my pussy absorb the fingers and took them in, as if they were meant to be there. "Oh Raaj" I breathed heavily. He then put his head …
Journey into Servitude
By Dale Gutzman It was understandable that the young 18 year old was nervous. He was about to be ass fucked for the very first time. This is a big moment in the life of any young man, especially a young man who up until a few nights ago, thought he was totally straight. The first fuck can be traumatic for any boy, knowing that his tight little puckered asshole is about to be penetrated by a long, thick hunk of Male fuckmeat. And even though you promise you will go slow and easy, both you and he know you will not. Once you get that pristine teen pucker opened, you will want, no, you will need to fuck hard and rough balls deep! That's just the way it is. You will want to turn this teenage jock into a screaming pussy! Roughly fucking a virgin k** establishes right from the start your roles and your identities. You are The Man. He is the boy! You are the Top. He is the bottom. A boy's first ass fuck whether he is s*******n or twenty-seven is an important occasion the he will never forget. It is the occasion where he is turned from a healthy happy girl fucking jock into a mewling, obedient pussyboy. You will notice that after that first fuck, his entire demeanor changes. He loses much of his cocky arrogance. He becomes much easier to manipulate and control. Thaddius or Thad was about to be ass fucked for the very first time. I understood that he was nervous. At least five times during our "date," he had tried to back out, begging me to just jerk him off "like we did last time." He …
A dare in the bathroom
It started off how most things start between two 16 year olds. A dare. We were just getting done from being in his pool and he was changing in the bathroom and I didn't know. I thought he'd be in his room, so I walked in to change too. He was in the sink room part and I was in the tub part and I had just stripped down when he walked into my section. We were both startled for a moment as we stood there frozen and naked. After a few seconds, I played it off cool, like I didn't care that my best friend was flashing me his larger average sized dick. I bent down and grabbed my swim shorts and threw them on the counter. I then went to grab my dry pants that were at his feet. I crouched in front of him to get them when I hear," I dare you to suck my dick for a minute!" Still crouched, I looked up at him and replied," ok, but I do, I dare you to let me fuck you afterwards." I'm thinking he's not going to agree. But he says," fine, but a full blowjob then." I nod in agreement thinking I'm getting the better end of this. I grab his now mostly hard 8 inch dick and give it a few rubs. As soon as I do that, he says," let me sit down first. You're gonna make my knees give out." He walks over to the counter and sits on it. I place a couple towels on the floor in front him and kneel between his legs. I decide to just get it over with and wrap my mouth around his hard dick. I hear him moan as I go up and down, slowly learning with each stroke and slowly get deeper on him. I get about half …
Hs Story – Part 1
She was suddenly unsure she could go through with this. But it was far too late to get out of it now as she stood there behind the partition in the hotel conference room (why was the air conditioning turned on so high?), naked, her hands cuffed behind her, a ball gag in her mouth, and her eyes covered by a thick, black, blindfold. She was in line with nine other submissives to be sold but she had no idea where in the line she was. She had seen nothing since they put the blindfold on her in the limousine that picked her up from the airport. She had been driven to the hotel and led out by, she supposed, the pretty woman that she met at the airport. She was afraid of who might see her blindfolded like that but she didn't hear anyone react as she was led into a room and prepared. "Strip," she had been told firmly but not harshly. She would be spoken to in only single word commands for the next hour. She did as she was instructed quickly but a little clumsily since she couldn't see. In what seemed like a flurry of activity, she was bathed and dried, powdered and perfumed, made up and primped before having the ball gag and cuffs added. When she was lead out of the room, she could hear other people nearby. They seemed to be with the other submissives since, once or twice, she heard muffled whimpers and someone speaking calming words to them. She knew they had entered a larger room when she could hear the voices of many people talking bouncing off the walls. She almost panicked, …
He knew when I was ready….
It was late on a Friday night, back in the 90s. The ride home involved two buses. I usually walked the second leg and it gave me a chance to drop into the erotic book store… if I went a block or two out of my way. Which I did, pretty much every time. The shop sold all types of material and I'd taken to buying gay magazines. I'd never done anything with another guy, but I got excited by seeing men sucking cocks and fucking. I'd been going in there from time to time for a couple of years. To begin with, I'd just only picked out straight porn, but then I started drifting over to the gay section and briefly browsing there. Later I'd spend more time looking at the pictures of naked men and their erect penises and finally, a few months before, I allowed myself to actually buy gay porn. Two magazines and a VHS. Paul, at the counter, had looked at me and smiled a knowing smile. "You're finally taking the plunge, I see. It took you long enough." I guess he'd watched my progress over the months. I felt ashamed as I paid him and left with the guilty bag under my arm. And yet I knew that I would soon be stroking my cock as I looked at other men. I had an erection as I walked home. It was an intense weekend, that first time. I stroked my cock and came to the pictures of men. Some just posing, some engaged in sex acts with others. All with magnificent cocks. I allowed myself to admire them. Let my inhibitions go and revelled in the appreciation of these studs with their huge hard meat …
Pet Puppy Playtime
Cal came home from work carrying a package. Amanda asked, "What is in the package?" Cal said, "Something for later, when we are with Max and Lenora." It had been a week since Amanda had fucked Lenora with a huge strap on cock. She still smiled when she thought about it. Lately, she had asked Cal about pet play and bitch suits. Max and Lenora liked the idea and had done a little puppy play. Cal and Amanda went to Max's house. Cal brought the package along too. The two couples entered the playroom. Cal put the package down on the bed. He ordered Amanda to strip. She quickly removed all her clothes. She sat on the floor on her legs, hands folded in her lap, eyes down. Lenora entered and did the same. She smiled quickly at Amanda. Max entered and looked at the two women waiting for instructions. Max said, "Tonight we are going to do pet play. Lenora likes pet play. Amanda, do you want to be a pet bitch for Cal tonight?" Amanda thought and said, "Hmm yes" Max went to the wall and selected two collars and leashes from the rack. He came back and handed one set to Cal. Cal went to Amanda. He lifted her head, put the collar on her and attached the leash. Max did the same to Lenora. Both men pulled on the leashes. The women moved around the room on all fours, but there was something missing. Max turned to Cal and said, "Their arms and legs are too long. Let's change that." Cal watched Max, as he took out some soft leather pieces. Lenora put her hands on her shoulders and her elbows on …
Our Comet of Love
Holding hands as a couple in love We lie here in the tall grass Gazing at all the stars up above We are making wishes on each sparkling star Wishes that others find their forever love Stars that seem so close yet are so far The stars move quickly propelled by the zephyr We watch a whole new sky begin to form Shooting stars and comets becoming the successor Grabbing on to it and holding on tight We catch a ride on our comet of love We are above the clouds in flight Confirming that a love like ours will never die Thanking God for the gift He has bestowed Knowing it can all vanish in the blink of an eye Never miss out on your comet of love You will regret the love that will be lost Which your heart shouldn’t be deprived of Our comet of love is shining bright It’s like an eternal burning flame With our love and passion we ignite.
Jenny wants to be a slut – Pt. 1
Hey there. I’m Jennifer, or as most people call me, Jenny. By today I’m 18, and in this summer I’ll graduate from high school. What I’m going to tell you is about education, but more in a sexual way. You might say ‘hey, you’re only 18. You’ve got a lot to learn about sex.’ but I must admit, that although only 18 I have become a dirty little fuck slut already. I’m not living my preferences openly, so if you meet me on a street you’ll probably see me as a normal high school student, may be a little nerdy with my glasses on and my curly light brown hair. You’ll not see what I’m inside, what my dark and perverted desires are. I like to keeps things hidden, as I kept hidden how I got educated. So now that you’re reading my story, you’ll be the first to know how I became the slut that I am. But let me start at the beginning. I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit, when Detroit still was Motor City. My father left us when I was only three so my mother had to take care of me all alone. She always did her best bringing home enough money to pay the bills for the house, buying me clothes and whatever. Except from my mother, who was away often for work (she’s working as a traveling agent for an insurance company), I wasn’t lacking anything. While she was gone, normally I stayed with the neighbours, which was, living in a good community, no problem at all. When I’m asked, I always tell the people that I grew up with not one mother but with about 10 mothers and fathers in total. One of the …
Shadowing And Lusting After Ms. Robinson
I stood looking at her teach in the classroom as I sat at my desk. Her perky lips moved as did her nicely sized boobs as she maneuvered. My panties got wet again as deep breaths were taken in. Admiration had a lot to do with my attraction and getting over my crush wasn't an option. A few years before, I sat in one those student chairs in her math class. Even as I hated the subject, I always arrived in the classroom as an anxious woman. Two years after I graduated from high school, I came back to my school and asked Ms. Robinson if I could shadow her. There had been many nights where we'd stay late at the school and prepare for the next day. One of those nights, my eyes viewed her on her knees as that beautiful face got drenched by another woman's pussy as she thought I had left the building. Therefore, it became tattooed in my brain that she liked the ladies too. I had never had sex with a woman before, but she always seemed to take a dip in my sexual juices to get them rushing like an ocean. As my eyes became attracted to her, I found myself starring at her at least half the class. From her curly brown hair, to her skinny legs and her plump butt, I had to have her. As the class wrapped up, the students left and I found myself right in front of her. The blouse worn by her, just wasn't getting the job done, as it had two buttons left undone. It was a blouse that had eight buttons, from top to bottom and her skirt left much of her legs visible. My head never leaned up, it …
Reservations for Two
Lying naked wrapped in your arms Your body so warm against mine It is easy to imagine in that moment That just maybe I can still be saved Lying there I can picture the jagged pieces That make up my tenuous existence Being delicately pieced back together Bound tightly by our invisible bond I listen to the sounds of you sleeping Slow deep breaths that each speak to me Quiet whispers of unspoken words Each breath somehow a comfort in itself Could the intensity of our emotions Rescue me from insurmountable fear Watching you sleep I find myself lost In hopeful dreams of many tomorrows Today was our second Valentines Day I knew when we shared our first one There was little guarantee of a repeat Tomorrow was a promise we couldn't make For we have each survived fear and loss Wrestling with feelings of guilt and sadness And somehow we never lost our optimism Finding our way back to each others embrace Feelings for you feed my soul and fill my mind Your touch washes over me in waves of joy Each kiss becoming its own beautiful memory And with every orgasm I am reborn again Pull my body tight into your strong embrace As my thoughts drift off to a land of slumber The warmth of your embrace soothing my soul Maybe living is not meant to be my miracle For as I lay here listening to you breathe Seeing a smile cross your face as you dream I finally realize finding you in this crazy world Maybe that is miracle enough for me Our story of hope is a modern day fairy tale, I knew we were special the first time we kissed In a world that can seem so cruel and unfair We found our own remarkable private world So I would like to make reservations for two For all foreseeable future Valentines Days I will melt into your embrace over and over Knowing this is enough, it always has been Miracles are said to be in the eyes of the beholder Watching you sleep I am witnessing mine unfold It took a trip to paradise for me to finally realize I am in my own paradise everytime you are near
s****rs Wet April Fools
You've probably read this kind of story; even the same theme as this story, before but I just wanted to write my own version, so here it is. And to avoid any hint of plagiarism I've carefully made sure I haven't read anyone else's versions beforehand, should they even exist. Short and sweet and hopefully sufficiently tasty for your pleasure! 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 You'd have thought that by the time we reached and passed 18 that we'd have got past playing silly jokes on each other but not so. Julie and I, Chris, still acted like a pair of real juveniles at times; perhaps not that much of a bad thing though. k**s are made to grow up so quickly now — we're pushed into adulthood so fast — driven to maturity before we're ready — turned into grown-ups almost before we're out of school clothes, so perhaps a bit of light-heartedness was an essential part of life. So Julie and I regularly managed to find time for silly fun and games — and it was one of those that unintentionally led us both into growing up very quickly…… I'm at college, finishing off my learning, so far as I'm concerned. I thought I'd escaped schooling, only to be pushed into college by my parents, to learn more about the business world. The good side of that is that my parents are supporting me financially instead of me having to go out and work for a living, because I have to admit that I'd hardly know where to look to begin work. Still — that's subject that doesn't need exploring here. My s****r, unlike …
Back from the Future- Chapter 3
Chapter 3 It's hard to pinpoint exactly when it dawned upon me for the first time, but I think it was as I was relaxing in the hot tub room with Melia after I had fucked her for the first time. The realization hit me; I was essentially a god here in this primitive age of 2015. And, if I were to confine my time travels to the past from 2015, nothing could stop me from doing as I wanted. I had three beautiful women with me on board my all powerful craft, time was on my side- the technology given to me by the Jogany meant that I would not age for a couple of thousand years. Instead of being down heartened by the destruction of Earth in my time, I had to seize the moment. Everything was in my favor! Time to buck up and enjoy myself, not waste my time wondering 'what if I went back and…'. Also, time to make sure all three women understood they were with me now for good. I sent Melia back to the room. I used the Computer to transport her there, rather than make her walk! I then leapt out and ordered Computer to dress me in standard uniform. I did not need to wear one anymore as my civilisation was dead but, it looked impressive none the less and was actually very comfortable and easy to move round in. I sent a mental order to the women that they had 30 minutes to ready themselves. I opened a screen to see what they were up to. Joanna and Chloe were hugging, Chloe was thanking her for tending to her ass after the butt fucking I had given her earlier. Melia was humming to herself, …
What Darcy Wants
8.55am… Miss Darcy D’Haviland was not in a “nice” mood. She was not in a bad mood, but it was certainly not a “nice” mood. As she sped along the Oxfordshire country lane in her open top Audi, her platinum crop of short blonde hair blowing in the breeze and her aviator shades glinting gold in the early morning sun, a red mist had fallen over her, as it sometimes did. Her whole being was like a coiled spring; she was tense; she was a huntress searching out prey. A mile up the road at the village bus stop stood the target of her affection; 19 year old Amelia Jessica Harris, Jess to her friends, who was lounging against the bus shelter, chewing gum, and scowling at having to be up and about at 9 am. Another boring day at college, thought Jess. How could she know that someone else, someone she hardly knew, had very different plans for her day? 9am… Jess raised her head as the dark red Audi pulled to a halt before her and a beautiful blonde lady lifted her sunglasses and smiled at her. “Your bus is delayed,” the lady called put, and she gestured to the empty seat beside her. “Jump in. I’ll take you to college.” Jess shrugged, opened the door, and jumped in. Her short pleated skirt rode up and she smiled as she felt the luxurious warm leather of the seat caress her bare thighs. She looked at the gorgeous blonde driver who slid her glasses back down and grinned with pleasure as she pulled away. 11am… Miss D’Haviland curled her fingers in Jess’ glossy blonde hair and gripped hard …
Amadine: Prologue
She sat at the Venix pool, dipping her toes. The water was cool, enough to set her skin tingling. Starting at her calves and creeping ever upward. She pushed her hands into her thighs in a mock resistance. It felt like faint kisses. It felt disallowed as if the eyes of many saw her there, bare legs prickling into goose flesh, cheeks flushed and breath coming more quickly from her mouth… and they all disapproved. She knew this because she also felt a warmth building inside her. And those embers threatened to reach out of herself. To show themselves to whomever may see. She pushed harder into the tight space between her thighs pushing apart with slender hands against her instinctual tension to keep shut, tightly shut. Tightly shut against a glistening warmth. And her thighs began to quiver. She quickly glanced over her shoulder, blonde hair tossed, sucking in a gasp. Shimmers from the copse of Yellow Lark trees looked on. Their disapproval seemed to refocus upon her rising hand inching up her silk blouse. Trembling fingers hot against the topmost clasp. She worked it undone in moments, and then the second clasp. Her other hand held pinned between the slow rise and fall of her uppermost thighs. Her eyes blue gaze locked on to those who would watch, taking image after image of her breaking. Her back bent, arching her chest towards the Sun. It's heat instantly enveloping her smallish breasts as they surged from the cloth that once kept them. A slight slip of her finger across …
Ere Darkness Comes
Ere darkness comes to end this fervid quest, And night subdues until the gleaming dies, Walk onward down the path toward gentle rest. A seeking youth, you strive to leave the nest; To dance with vigor, winning every prize, Ere darkness comes to end this fervid quest. A mindful strength has brought you to a crest, With quiet force endeavor to be wise; Walk onward down the path toward gentle rest. Achieving summits fate has left you blessed, And glorified, with soaring past the skies, Ere darkness comes to end this fervid quest. Since she has offered from her trembling breast To love you evermore, with heartfelt cries, Walk onward down the path toward gentle rest. The final act has opened with life's test; Her love expressed within her tearful eyes. Ere darkness comes to end this fervid quest Walk onward down the path toward gentle rest.
Skin on Skin
This story was written at the request of my new friend Roxii, who wanted to know how I thought our first encounter might go… From the moment she said "why haven't you kissed me yet?", I knew I'd wipe the paint from her lips. And as I lay on my back next to her, all sweaty and out of breath, I wondered how I could ever be so naive to think that the night might've gone any other way… Roxii and I had been talking online for a few months. We'd met on an adult dating site, and given that she lives in the USA and I in Australia, we'd never met in person. We are both married and were both looking for some stimulating conversation away from home. Roxii is intoxicatingly sexy…she's intelligent, witty, and she has a dirty mind, which was everything I was looking for in a new friend. We'd exchanged plenty of photos, and her looks lived up to the hype that her personality created. At just 5'5, she had a real "girl next door" look about her: big innocent eyes highlighted her pretty face, framed by her blonde hair. She had curves I couldn't ignore…full, perky breasts and an amazing ass that turned me on every time I saw it. Needless to say, I was hooked from the very beginning! A few weeks ago, Roxii had told me that she had been asked to fly to Australia to work with a local surfwear brand. As soon as I read those words, my chest (among other things) tightened. Anxiety, anticipation, excitement, and about a dozen other emotions hit me like a wave…we'd spoken about what might …