"Louise Is Looking For A Special Gift"
Louise was looking for inspiration, her husband’s birthday was approaching, and she was searching for a special gift. She had booked a table at a restaurant they both liked but still needed to find that special item.After enjoying a long...
"The start to a wonderful weekend."
My servants had stripped and bound my guest, Nika. Meeting and conversing on-line, we had not seen each other in person before this moment. Two adventurous sexual athletes at the prime of their lives; this weekend was going to be...
"Natalia dips her toe in dark magick to manifest a desire."
The moment I step from the cab, it isn’t just my attire that attracts attention. I ooze sexual energy in the Wiccan-style huntress dress, with Grandmother's sixteen-carat garnet pinned close to my heart.As I strut to the curb and along...
"Each brush stroke pushes Justine closer to the edge."
Justine left it a day. She didn't want to appear too eager or desperate. Also, it would give Corey a little time to readjust time zones, though he'd only been to the other side of the country.The day itself was...
"Justine waters his plants and finds much more than she expects at Mr Turner's house."
Justine flicked her blonde tresses aside and wedged the phone between her cheek and shoulder. "I can meet you in a bit. Like, half ten? Mom reminded me to water Mr Turner's plants early." She scrabbled in her cutoffs for...
"Brush strokes lead to something unexpected"
Heart pounding and hand shaking, I knocked, holding my girlfriend's birthday gift painting against my leg.What am I doing here?Sapphire eyes full of desire answered, eyes I'd soon see looking up at me, my cock between his lips.The vibrant painting...
"I return to the meetup organizer's studio for my turn to paint her"
I posed for Heather last week. She was the organizer of a meetup I attended. This is part two of the story about what happened yesterday when it was my turn to paint her.Heather wanted to avoid coming to my...
The Kiss (1907) is an oil-on-canvas painting by the Austrian painter Gustav Klimt. The Kiss depicts an embracing couple kneeling in a grassy patch of wildflowers. As she wraps her arms around her partner’s neck, her eyes are peacefully closed,...
How can I tell in public,Words that should find their dwelling, deep within your soul? For when I bask in the glow of your smile,I find my home, For you are all I could ever want, And your heart is my home. If...
You might say to me what is a spangle ?And I would say, "she is my glittering sunshine" She is a reflection of all around her. In the sunshine she could burn your eyes, In the moonlight .... she becomes more mystic.Each day...
