Bahamas Porn

A touch became a kiss, became a flagrant near-miss. I’ve made stupid mistakes so far in my life. This one tops the list:

I spotted her across the dance floor, swaying seductively to the trance music which made this place famous. The Sona was known for its sound system, made popular by its guest DJ’s, and turned into legend through its tales of free-game debauchery.

I spotted her as soon as I walked in. I’d been lined up for hours, in my finest garb, clueless about the art of getting past the bouncer. At 24 years of age, I’d never been in a club. I’d never dared confront my timidity, my fear of rejection. At 6ft, dark blue eyes and short blonde hair, a basketball playing bachelor of fine arts, I was considered a catch. Yet I’d never dared venture into the pond. Continue reading »

“There was the sound of the switch rushing through the air and then a wail assailed my ears. Completely disorientated by the pain and humiliation, I realized that the howls I heard were my own. My Aunt Zincuda, dressed only in her chemise leaned over the carpenter’s table. Her fingers reached out for the wood and kindling piled before me. A combination of rage and ecstasy grossly distorted her face. ‘Qendressa,’ she hissed in my face. ‘You little bitch! This will teach you to seduce my son!’

“Tears blurred my vision as I watched Zincuda grab the piece of rough-hewn sandalwood, which lay on the table beside me. I writhed and wriggled in protest as she began to secure it to my back with the series of long green willow twigs. I thrashed and swayed but I could do little, as my hands were tightly bound to the corners of the workbench with coarse hemp rope. When I tried to kick at my aunt, my actions met with more sound correction from the birch switch. Soon my ass was covered in thick painful weals and I could feel blood running down my legs.” Continue reading »

…… Enjoying my hot shower, I stand quietly allowing the hot sprays to gently cover my body ….. my mind wanders to you Jesse and our last hot encounter. Closing my eyes I allow my hands to cup my breasts as I lean against the shower wall ….. my legs slip apart and my fingers begin to roll my nipples

…… My mind to your lips devouring my nipples as your body is firm against me, your cock hard and wanting, your fingers exploring my wet place, delving them in ….. the steam in the bathroom like a beautiful soft cloud on a sunny day, I find my fingers slipping into my wet pussy, fucking myself . Continue reading »

The Quinlans came to take her from me one October night, they came while chanting ancient psalms in darkening twilight, they came to rescue her, they said, from my impure designs, to cleanse from her all traces of her bestial human side.

The pious congregation had for weeks devised this mission. This lovely Quinlan girl had turned her back and risked perdition! They heeded all the tortured pleas of he who had begot her; this perfect lamb who strayed was their own widowed preacher’s daughter.

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I walk up behind you as you’re sitting in the pub with a few of your friends. They notice me before you do, and before you can turn around I place my hands on your shoulders, keeping you facing the table. I lean my head down and place a soft kiss on your right cheek, hovering with my lips above your flesh for a few moments, inhaling your scent. Keeping my head low, allowing my hot breath to caress your neck, I start to slide my hands slowly down your chest. I have 4 sets of eyes following my hands down as you and your friends stare in shock, normally I wouldn’t be this bold, but something about tonight, the way I feel, the way you look, I can’t help it. Continue reading »