"A young woman remembers last night"
I love watching you sleep.Like a lioness in repose. Gently, quietly, I pull the sheet aside, and for a moment I can’t even breathe. I see the exquisite form of goddess before my eyes. Every time, your beauty takes my breath...
"Who will win the darkness of dreams or the light of him?"
The tone of my nonsensical dream slowly changed to a flash flood of emotional remembering: excited fear of the first hand between my legs rubbing the seam of my jeans, nervousness when the first hand went up my shirt timidly...
The morning sun casts through the blinds, painting stripes of light onto her perfect shape.I grab my cock, eyes tracing the cleft of her still-damp labia. He'll be home soon; the man who owns this pussy.Mine for another few moments,...
"Is she really fooling him?"
The bed feels deliciously cool as I slip under the cover, my whole body warm from the shower. I can smell the delicate perfume of the shower gel, his favourite one. Won't be long now. His late shift always finishes...
"The perfect start to the day"
Her red hair splayed across the pillow, I lie watching her sleeping so peacefully. Impatient for her to awake, my eyes explore her covered body, a leg exposed. Sneaking down the bed, wincing as I drag the sheet away, trying...
"King George of Wessex seeks to end the war for his kingdom by any means."
George sat watching the stream of refugees flow past him. Each of the peasants' clothes hung off their frames; it saddened George to see that his armies had failed to protect the kingdom from the beastly hordes that swept forth...
"During the darkest days of World War Two, two service men find comfort with each other."
Second Lieutenant Adams of the Second Battalion Wiltshire regiment stood by the local RAF office. His uniform was neatly pressed as he waited to meet the Yank pilot he was opening his home to. Greg caressed his right shoulder, the...
"Waking up can be fun."
It was very late in the night, nothing but darkness except for the soft glow of a nightlight in one corner of my apartment. The sound of music coming from my stereo was playing quietly into the night. It was...
"Hanging over the edge..."
When my conscious mind returns to the experience at hand, I am pleased that I allowed myself a bit of distraction. I am still as hard as granite, and now I am ready for more. It’s more than apparent that...
"Where Am I?"
Bombarded by sunlight, my eyes flutter suddenly open. Blue sky. Wet. Am I in the water? Ughhh. Salty… Seawater? Yuck… Where am I?The liquid I’m immersed in is cool, but not icy. I try to sit up as I think...
