April sat at work, frustrated. She was tired and stressed about her boyfriend, Luke. The off-season was always rough for him, but sometimes she felt like his boredom took more of a toll on her than him. So there April sat at her desk, scheming in an effor...
Jon took his carry-on luggage out of the overhead locker - a black American Tourister case and two duty-free bottles of Belvedere vodka. Toni’s favourite. He smiled and said goodbye to the attractive middle-aged woman he’d been seated beside on the flight...
"Five, four, ...," the TV audience chants. I time my thrusts into Libby's tight pussy with the countdown. At "one", the crowd roars, "Happy New Year!" and sings "Auld Lang Syne." I climax, shuddering from waves of pleasure. The orgasm passes. I slip free...
The breakfast waiting for me was like a dream. With two children and having to rush to work, we hadn’t really had the time for more than a simple sandwich or some muesli. Now, on the other hand, fried eggs were steaming on my plate, with bacon, onions, be...
Ellen crossed her legs, fixing her tight pants. Her thighs were prominent even though they were trapped in the blue fabric. "Did you choose?" "The taller one, in the dark tie." "The black man?" "Yeah." "You don't think it will be uncomfortable?" Ellen sip...
The girl behind the counter at Victoria’s Secret looked like she could not be more than sixteen, maybe seventeen. yet she filled out the scant Santa’s Helper dress suit with obvious perfection. Christmas red, with fluffy white trim edging the low-cut bodi...
“The fucking whore wrote her phone number on the receipt!” I was slightly furious. He just looked at me and shrugged, not fathoming the meaning. “I guess she does that to provide better customer service.” He is always so oblivious. “It’s her damn cell pho...
Even if other arms claim you in lust, even if the trace of your passions still lingers in other beds, other rooms, in cities lost in labyrinths of memory... Even it the portals of your playful heart have opened to multiple affections, stories fueled by pa...
I’m not one for clichéd red roses; The house has long been taken over By tulips from the garden And daffodils the kids picked from the park. Flowers are not the breezy path To this girl’s heart. No need to go down on one knee either, I already have a ri...
What do you get for the person who has given you so much? Chocolates … Yes, they would enjoy them, but only for a minute Roses or some other sweet kind of flowers They would look pretty for a moment But only to wither and die No… none of them are...
Since this is not an ordinary yearValentine's Day seems a little triteA year filled with death and tearsPeople consumed with a lot of fright This year I plan to give bloodPerhaps save a few livesIt is better than a flower budIt could help people to surviv...
Our anniversary was coming soon, and once again we followed the tradition we had started 7 years ago. We each wrote down our favorite fantasy and handed it to each other. It had all started rather innocently when on our first anniversary my wife had writt...
On Thursday morning, they sat quietly, eating breakfast together. While Elizabeth was making coffee and finding something for them to eat, Tommy cleared off the table from last night. They had been so anxious to get to bed they had left their dishes on...
It was the most perfect blend of golden sunset hues, with a colour palette to mesmerise my eyes and beguile my senses. I watched transfixed as colours merged and morphed between deep amber, bright saffron and finally a milky straw yellow. The heat that ha...
When a gift is given And it touches the heart A response is needed But that’s just the start My smile of approval Is coming your way It’s both verdant and vibrant And it’s staying all day When you look from afar Never daring to dream You read what the...
