"If you change your mind, you just let me know."
It was one of those moments that gives a punch of sobriety in the nose after existing for a month or so inside a basic haze. I surveyed the bookshelf for a tome to get lost in when I saw...
The screen remains stubbornly blank today. I'm not sure what to do to get the juices flowing. Aside from a repeat of my performance in the shower an hour ago. But it's early yet and I never masturbate more than...
You look good in shorts.I fire off a message telling you so.You reply almost immediately.I ignore you.It's a real struggle today to keep my wandering mind focused and my restless butt clamped onto my writing chair.On the screen a story...
"Stacy loses a bet to a stranger in a bar and has to pay up."
Stacy and I were at a casino in Las Vegas and were going to be taking in one of the shows.When Stacy was getting ready for the night, I noticed she had chosen one of her very short and sexy...
"Never trust your wife – never!"
I had turned sixty, with just a few fantasies left to play out until I could call it a day, sexually that is. My wife had decided to buy me a special gift, a day out with an escort, or...
"Belief makes things real, makes things true."
She knew what she wanted.She remembered when the winter had transformed to spring.Her suitor had come in strong, unsure, yet inspired.She let him in cautiously, as she had been twice bitten, still recovering from the wounds.They shared the humor of...
"One look, and it is easy to understand why I am inside of her all night."
Did she approach me? I am uncertain. Maybe. I cannot remember where and how. I only remember that she made it abundantly clear that she is about it. Things escalate rather quickly. Anna knows what she wants. Anna believes that...
"This is a game here. This is an erotic play."
There is something severe about her. There is cold in her eyes. There is warmth in her soul. Straight black hair. Beautiful lips. Red lipstick. A celestial smile and sharp fangs. Raquel is a French doll. Raquel is from Montreal....
She had to hold the dress down against her legs when the breeze shifted to gust. The dress was white, mostly white, red trim on the edges; creamy candy cane, but rung with vanilla and cherry; and her fingernails were...
