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Visiting Time

Sara loved spunk and was slowly working her way through her family to get more of it.

Grandad lay on the bed with all kinds of tubes coming out of his arm and through his nose. He had trouble speaking clearly and Mom, Dad and I kept vigil over him. We had a normal conversation and watched as he awoke slowly from slumber. The conversation q...

The Things That Happen At Dusk

A peaceful evening in the garden turns out to be a rare and not to be missed opportunity.

Summer evenings are just wonderful when the breeze is low and there is still warmth in the air. The dark blue skies mould themselves into dusk and the gentle rustle of the Acer branches and leaves above my head and the smell of the freshly watered fern be...

Mesmeric Tarot

Maybe Annie was the Fool for refusing to believe it was possible.

“That one,” Annie said, pointing to a card in the middle of the fan-shaped spread on the table. “Are you sure?” Emily asked. “Quite sure.” What was the point in changing her mind when, face down, all the cards looked alike? “This is exciting!” Emily breat...

A Very Basic Instinct

Just the two of them in a darkened room. It was a very basic instinct...

A coffee break would never seem the same. Not after what happened. The day started pretty normally. I offered my long term colleague, Angie, a coffee and if she wanted, I would splash out on an exuberant coffee and walnut or carrot cake. She took me up on...

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Lust Island

Two nineteen year-old students find the solitude of island life leads them to lust.

“I think I can see land!” exclaimed Sarah, shielding her eyes from the sun. “Aye, we’ll be ashore in half an oor,” confirmed the skipper, who had overheard the girl’s remark. “I’m relieved it’s calm,” replied Molly. “I’m not a great sailor. It was my one...

Thirty Seconds

It’s just that feeling of playing with liquid gold – it’s indescribable.

The thirty seconds doesn’t start with foreplay, nor does it start when your lips slip over the bulbous head of his shiny and erect cock or when you play with his balls and shaft with your tongue; licking and rolling it around in your mouth.  It doesn’t ev...

Discovering Melissa’s Dirty Little Secret

Melissa’s fetish just cannot be controlled but it no longer needs to be!

I am happy in my relationship with my new girlfriend, Melissa. We see each other often but still, have those moments of freedom or ‘free time’ as we like to call it. The sex is outstanding and she has a voracious appetite for fucking. She is kinky, perver...

Spunk Obsession.

My growing obsession with the need for spunk.

I can remember the exact day when my fascination with male sperm started. It was a week after my eighteenth birthday. I was out with my first, serious boyfriend in his father's old Ford. He had passed his test a few days before and this was our first time...