"inspired by a friend who has unfortunately left lush"
"I want to fuck you now ", he whispered in her ear as he pressed her into the wall with his body. "Here?" she giggled as she ran her nails up the sides of his stomach. Instead of answering her...
"A short vacation to the beach"
This story was inspired by a series of erotic email exchanges between myself and albertagirl (Teresa). She and I have often fantasized about her being my mother and us making searing, passionate love to each other. This with the complete...
The first time I saw her was at a small Parisian bistro, walking distance from the Louvre. Le Petit Flore on Rue Croix des Petits Champs, a favorite of mine. Unpretentious and inexpensive. The day had been moody, despite being...
"Anna! Anna!" Who the hell was it that was calling her? She didn't know anyone here- this was her getaway trip to the other side of the world, who could it be? "Anna that is you, isn't it?" Well it...
"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
You wouldn't rememberThe first time you ran past me, Lost in your own iPod universe, Running hard, with purpose. The early summer sun Hadn't quite warmed up yet. The cold ocean lapped up against the beach Feet from where we...
We're in Mexico. We've spent the day lounging on a deserted beach soaking up the sun and then danced the night away learning the flamenco and the salsa with the locals in this tiny bar. The sweat pouring off of...
"A nude stroll on the beach gives her an outlet for her arousal, and relief from a lonely life."
Something powerful stirred inside me when I heard the groan of carnal satisfaction over the gentle waves. That something had been trying to return for a while, nudged toward life with every sultry glance and beautiful body that I encountered...
"Charlotte takes a vacation she will never forget..."
Here we are, the middle of Summer. The peak of blazing hot weather. The sun cooking people who dared to step outside into Mother Nature's oven. People walking the streets with uneven tans, some wearing sunglasses too big for their...
I was a late bloomer. I have to admit it. I was small for my age, always standing in the front row with the girls for school pictures, always one of the last to be picked for sports. That is,...
"A husband realizes a fantasy"
It was a perfect day in South Beach Miami and it was nearing the end of our week long vacation in this winter paradise. We were finishing breakfast when we decided to spend our last day on the beach. I...
