Wrong and Right
Wrong WayThe war over me started as soon as we werenaked with the other guyaggressive and fucking me so hard Igagged on Hubby's cock and he wasslapping my ass and calling me aslut, which might have...
View ArticleHow Much?
The first time she heard "How much?" she wasmortified and angry and ashamed andafterwards aroused.That first "How much?" got agoldfish stare, the second a"Fuck Off!" but the third got anawkward blowjob...
View ArticleBlink
She was such a good girlnormally, but sometimes theshape of a bum, thepack of a groin, thebounty of a bosom, thepromise of a mouth would take her fromlustful sigh to thedrip down her thigh in theblink...
View ArticleThe Woods
He drove her back to the woods andthey were wordless as they walked, herheart pounding when they found thetree he had once tied her to, naked andblindfold, and left her in thatraucous silence for...
View ArticleYour Startled Eye
My eyes were closed, my mouthtight-stopped to yours, our tongueslangourously interleaving as yoursoft body rode mine, when aweight stilled you and yourose slightly, so we wereeye to startled eye as...
View ArticleBelt
His heaviest belt hung from ahook in the hallway so shealways saw it, hadn't yet earned it, wondered what it mightfeel like, applied with passion to thetender upholstery of her behind,if her...
View ArticleCurtsey
I let my hands rest gently on yourslender shoulders and watch thewhirligig of emotions flicker acrossyour retinas as you understandwhere this will lead and how it willend and you don't so muchfall to...
View ArticleHost
He knew of her yen when he married her,nurtured it through the struggling years and thenlet it loose, much to her surprise that he'dspied on her all those years ago on her kneesbehind the school,...
View ArticleMêlée
Amidst the mêlée of bodies on the bed he could make out only a hank of reddish hairwrapped around a pumping fist, awell-pedicured foot waving rhythmicallyand an equally well-manicured handdesperately...
View ArticleMarks
Let me mark you as yourclothes mark you: as yourcorset cinches your waist, yourbra cups and cuts in; yourstockings weal your thighs, yourknickers your hips; as yourear-rings nip your lobes, yourcollar...
View ArticleHonestly, Ron.....
Honestly Ron, the trouble I went to! Thatoutfit you bought me? It made me look like atwo-bit whore and it took a frickenHOUR to work out all the straps! Then,despite being the main attraction, I had...
View ArticlePretend
She ushered the Tinies to theirwaiting parents, some of whom asked about herweekend in Paris and she gushed about thefood and the sights but didn't mention theIvorian couple her husband hadfound on the...
View ArticleA Lady's Miscellany
Atop my head, sir, is my hairworn loose or coiffed to suit thetime of day or the company I keep--luxurious, is it not? And it willtake a tug or two shouldpassion demand it.My eyes, sir, are for seeing...
View ArticleOlympic Glory
In the crowded Tube carriage sheswayed on her slut-silly heels, her mouthtight-closed savouring thegummy thickness in her throat, thesalt-and-swimming-pool flavour, theslight stickiness of her cleavage...
View ArticleHello and Goodbye
(For SDG, with respect and apologies) It was hello and goodbye with afuck in between, but each timetaught her something ofherself or a man: whethersize or staying-power outdid aningenious tongue; if...
View ArticleThe Moment
The man made his move the moment herhusband went to the john and she had to admire his cheek as heblatantly hit on her as she smiled and nodded andsaid little while waiting for herhusband to return and...
View ArticleDoggerland I
While lost one night we stumbled intoDoggerland, that nocturnal world ofexhibition and stranger-sex and myinstinct was to reverse but you said “No,wait!” so we watched thecourtesy lights wink on and...
View Article"Click-Clack" (Captain Beefheart)
She could hear the unhurriedclick-clack of his heels, goodleather on polished wood, pausingnow and then—toadmire the view? The cityresplendent in autumn light? Or her—naked, blindfolded andrestrained...
View ArticlePurse
Toasty in her narrow bed, herfingers sticky, and surrounded by thesybaritic scents of her almostpermanent arousal, shepondered how she could get him tospend the contents of hisproud purse on her andher...
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