Out into the balmy night together. A first meeting. Just one dance where bodies fused, and Tamara knew. These sparking nerve ends were a new sensation. No other man had created such feelings before. Excitement was so real; expectation, so demanding. House...
Come join me in the abyss of yearning, Cast off all restraint to embrace my fire, And revel in the force of its burning As you abandon yourself to desire Your flesh aflame in exquisite torment In the conflagration of naked lust. To all my dark demands giv...
Why are you here? Back to gloat? Your teasing More cruel than any whip. You mortify with hot tales Of your delectable body Writhing under the fondling Of hot lustful hands. You, squirming, As countless cocks Impale you into The screaming, moaning rapture...
Mike’s final forceful thrust sent Fleurette’s squeal of orgasmic rapture soaring into the Parisian night. Mike, fingers skimming warm breasts, eased her weight off him. Despite his basic French, she had to know. “C’est fini,” he growled. “Mais pourquoi?”...
Long succulent kisses began it. Fingers ruffled her hair. Hands caressed breasts before nipples were nibbled and sucked. Typical of Jeff. Her juices flowed as lips and tongue nuzzled and sipped for honey. Her every orifice was explored. His hardness was g...
Thunderclouds quickly cleared the park of people, before spitting their first drops, just as he reached the old boathouse. “Lucky you.” The feminine voice startled him. Huddled on the bench along the rear wall, was the young lady he’d watched at lakeside,...
It was Sunday morning, and Guy Carson, financial advisor in public, dominant in private, glanced at his watch. Ten minutes to eleven. At 11 am, his new submissive, Emma Morgan, would start. Six other ladies had taken on this task. Two had given up within...
I come to you hungry for the view of your lines,Thirsting for every spring-ripening-scent of you.I come with a yearning for your perfection, your Awe,Awakened in your presence, I am vibrant, vigorous.Your ample succulent swales entrance me.I am you, here,...
Medusa charmer, snake merchant mistress Of the infamous coiled trouser snake King Cobra, Mystic high priestess of reptilian rapture, Ye who experiences King Cobra lightning strikes,His searing syrup spit, seducer's labyrinth Mt. Hall pit, Writhing, entang...
Mosh pits aren’t normally my thing. I’m short so I get elbowed in the head a lot. But I couldn’t resist it today; my favourite band played their hearts out on stage and I wanted the rush. I pushed forward into the crowd trying to get as close as I could....
