Count down until 2018. Where did the year go? I suppose it’s time for some sort of year-in-review. I’m not the best at reflecting, but find that doing so makes for a better outlook on the coming year. The hard part is remembering the things that happened through the year. There’s my usual things and …
Month: December 2017
She fucking hated the cold. The tag of one of the shirts she had on was digging into her side and she was losing her hold on her suitcase because her gloves didn’t give her good purchase. It was freezing and miserable. She was nearly home. It was her stubbornness that made her walk from …
Another oldie. Here’s the follow up and up – He approached her dressed in the black and gray attire of a butler. The gray vest melded perfectly to his chest and the black slacks were tailored to fit his long legs. Stopping in front of where she perched nervously on the edge of the high backed …
An old story. Follow links for more posts of Christmas past. Ghost of Christmas past Ghost of Christmas present Ghost of Christmas future Ho ho ho Merry Christmas – She’d worn the red and white striped panties like I’d asked her to. Seeing her kneeling by the tree, bare except her panties and a blindfold, …
That first thrust when you’ve been long without cock. The way it pierces, your body reluctant. The way you give, spreading and softening and inviting. When he reaches the end of you, the shivery feeling of acceptance and anticipation of the ease of the next thrust. It’s all pleasure between. Arched backs, overwhelming sensation, being …
It was close to midnight and Lani lay waiting. She was tired, exhausted really, but anticipation kept her eyes open. She was clad only in a tank top and short bottoms without panties like he told her. The waiting was making her achy and wet. The house was silent, the last few guest having departed …
“Kneel.” That urge to obey sent him to his knees. She stepped closer, close enough he could smell her arousal. Then closer still. He fought the urge to lean in to lick her cunt. He didn’t have permission for that. He glanced up at her and then away. Her dark hair was swept over one …
A closer glance revealed the lines of age on her face. When she said she had grandchildren, I didn’t believe her at first, the truth hidden by the sultry and vivacious nature she had on full display that night. I see it now though She danced like a woman full of passion, the sway of …