Nurtured from seed, the basil's burst forth under the sun's caress. Each leaf plucked perfumes the air with a heady, almost carnal scent. Trug filled, knees weak, I stagger in.Mortar overflowing, I began the slow ritual. Pound and turn, press,...
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I've found myself an empty room, escaping the party sweat and Euro beat.A "tink, tink" teases the patio door. I find a pink-haired pixie, obviously naked under her gossamer gown."I'm a present for Jimmy!""Oh. Yeah. That's me." Answering her look,...
We had this understanding, her and I. Any time, no strings, just sex. She'd text needy and wait.Mostly it was straight to Fuck Me! naked. Occasionally, it was a dream scene fantasy or a dark-of-the-soul window opened. Whatever the play,...
I made dill pickles last summer.The weather fared well and the crop was strong.I used gran's recipe, as I always do."This will give comfort through the sparse times."She passed it down only to me.Full and firm, each makes me hunger...
"Do I look like I know how to fix a fucking toilet? Handle it. I got work."She arrived ten minutes late, so right on time. Jamie from Do Your Pipes Right.Tall girl with some wicked curve under her beater and...
Friday.Woke to a shining sun.My bowels passed freely at last.I ate soft toast and kumquat marmalade.Ten minutes yoga, then back to bed.Raw ginger and the silver blitzsturm cock today.An orgasm of the delicious, core deep, screaming sort.It scared the parrot.A...
My wife's eyes had that look, burning hot."Take off my blouse."I did as she said and took off her blouse.Then she said, "Take off my skirt."I slid down the zipper and let her skirt drop."Take off my shoes."Once again, I...
Cock Rocket carefully disinfected and tucked away, Johnny Quimshot fingers his lavender latex jumpsuit closed. Leaving the Coitusian pan-sextuplets to fight over the copious fuck-fest spillage pooling on the station floor, he heads over to Zorp's Zoups."Gimme some shrill cum,...
She gives the kitchen counter a final swipe.Hanging her apron, she calls out, "I'm off to book club, hun. Might be late.""Have fun, darling," he echos back.She parks away from the light. In a curly blond wig, with cherry red...
They tell me I'm dying, the white-coat boogie men.I close my eyes, letting their drip, drip, drip of consolation take me into revelry.The smell of crushed grass the morning we first made love. The field of wild spring flowers.The look...