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Icy Fingers The Final Chapter
David kissed and licked his way down her body, making love to the special places and then finding new pleasure spots. Lybee was writhing on the bed, her hips undulating as she strained toward him, wanting more. Her wrists were tied to the headboard, but she didn’t seem to notice. She moved her hips, twisted, trying to get more of her body in contact with David’s stroking tongue. He began smoothing his hands over her body, massaging her skin with long, velvety strokes. She could smell the scent of vanilla as his hands continued their journey over her flesh. Then he began kissing her again, the skin under his lips burning hot with each breath. He teased her, licking and sucking around her breasts, but never actually making contact with her hard and aching nipples. She arched her back, called to him, asked softly for his mouth, but to no avail. It was then that she noticed her hands, her arms, her inability to move. David’s face loomed over hers, his eyes burned with desire. Read more…
One-Night Stand with the Archangel
“”My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of water, washed with milk, and fitly set. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet as flowers; his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl; his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold; his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet; yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.” Read more…
Room with a Screw
There have been a few horny experiences in hotels down the years – especially with my ex-husband who was pretty much obsessed with wanting to film me having sex with other men. I have always been quite horny though, and I agreed willingly to most things he suggested. In terms of strangers in hotels, some nights were a real turn-on, some a bit weird. After one not-so-great experience when I was left trussed to the bed, we decided I ought to be in control a little more – just in case…
One such time my ex hid in the bathroom with the shower running while we waited for some very special room service. I had done all my make-up, put on lingerie – including stockings, natch - and thrown on a T-shirt over the top to make it look like I was in the middle of getting ready to go out. As ordered from room service, a guy came up with champagne and I pretended I wasn’t expecting it. As I guided him into the hotel room, he said hubby had ordered it and had also promised him a tip because he couldn’t find any cash earlier when we checked in. Read more…
New Year’S Eve
“This definitely wasn’t one of my favorites. I wrote it from a combination of different experiences. Both being the exhibitionist and the voyeur. I tried to capture the excitement of both but for some reason.. well, why don’t you read for yourself and you let me know.
As always, I *LOVE* feedback. I’ll throw in a kiss for every feedback I get.
Be well and safe! Vic ”
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He led her down the street. It was cold. He hope it would snow soon. He enjoyed the winter season more than any other. Aside from the way the city looked all covered in white, it seemed more quiet and peaceful. No hussle and bussle. Read more…
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My Graduation Ball
I thought I looked terrific as I walked toward the main ballroom, the site of my University Graduation Ball. I was feeling great, really great. This celebration was the climax of my student years.
I had spent three years studying my little heart out, working hard, not going out, and concentrating on my business course. I had managed to get good grades all year, so I felt sure my exams had gone well. It was time to party!
I had planned my outfit for months. I didn’t have lots of money. I certainly couldn’t afford to buy a new dress. But I had begged my grand parents and, as a joint birthday and Christmas present, they had a gorgeous dress made for me. It was just perfect for this special day! Besides, my grandparents certainly didn’t object to buying me any item of clothing, if it would get me out of the baggy jumpers that they hated me wearing. Read more…
Mother-In-Law Wakes Up
Mother-in-law
My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most about.
She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same building occupied by the family business. There were two bedrooms and a smaller apartment on the second floor and a quite large loft area on the third floor. When my wife, Glynda, and I were there we stayed in the small apartment. Our two daughters would use the separate bedrooms if they came down. Read more…

































