Have you ever heard of a place called New Orleans? It's a magical city where the fun never seems to stop, and for jazz lovers it's a paradise.

Emily, who had recently moved here from the big city, enjoyed the atmosphere of Orleans. After ten years in a noisy, gloomy, even sometimes evil New York, here Em (as her friends called her) found peace. Today was a warm day and the only thing to do was meet the movers and finally furnish my apartment with furniture.

The decision to move was sudden, but the location was not accidental. She traveled to this city a couple of times for work and it simply captivated her.

Many will say that Emily was running away from problems, but this is not so; before leaving, she completed all the important things and turned the page of this life.

On the day of her arrival in New Orleans, Em's friends threw a party and a new life began with the sounds of jazz and an ocean of positivity.

Two months have already passed since the move. During this time, Em... continue reading

The darkness thickened around, and the car, as if pushing away the darkness, pushed forward towards the huge starry sky, which seemed to recede further and further. I shuddered behind the wheel. Never before has the road from the city to my village been so dark and long. Maybe because there is no moon. New moon? I don't know, I don't keep track of lunar phases. Suddenly, I don’t even remember at what moment, the area around me became terribly unfamiliar.

Now the car should be surrounded by gardens and fields, but now, all around, as far as the eye could see, the steppe, as flat as a table, spread out. I even slowed down. I drove slowly for about a kilometer, peering into the distance beyond the spot of light left by the car's headlights. The road suddenly became strangely smooth: no holes, no potholes... markings appeared, something we never had before!

I admit, the appearance of the dividing strip: continuous and smooth as an arrow shocked me. I squeezed the clutch and pressed the... continue reading

He. She. Theater. Jazz is playing. That evening they decided to go out into the city to have a cultural time. There was a young man on stage playing the saxophone. Looking for a place to sit, she saw an empty balcony upstairs. And now they are already climbing there. But it happens very slowly, they stop at every step, turn around, play... They simply enjoy the moment. It was quite dark on the balcony, with only the light from the stage illuminating the area where they decided to sit. She was passionate about music, and he was passionate about her.

He looked without taking his eyes off, as if he was seeing her for the first time in his life. Not far from where they were sitting there was an old door that apparently had not been used for a long time. Enjoying the wonderful music and the charm of sitting next to each other, he was no longer able to control himself. His hands began to quietly stroke her beautiful body, starting from her hands and ending with her waist. That evening she ... continue reading

She appeared above the water in a sparkling golden halo, twisting her wet hair into a short spiral. She moved quickly to the edge of the pool, squinted in the sun and shone. A gentle tan spread over her body, wrapping it in something resembling a bathing suit transparent, like thin slime. The woman shook her head and stepped onto the ledge, gracefully lifting her sculpted leg. Olga swallowed and got up from her chair. She continued to watch the beautiful bather from under the orange mesh canopy, but still shivering from the heat. Elsa - that was the name of the woman - winked at her, passing by: a barely perceptible wave of fresh moisture reached Olga, trailing behind her like a train.

The girl replied with a faint smile. The feeling of coolness was so fleeting that it was only annoying, so she dumped a glass of cold water on her head and shrugged her slightly plump toasty shoulders. Then she put on her slippers and trotted along the circular path, from which Eliza's wet footprints h... continue reading

Today is Friday - do you know what I mean? We'll have dinner tonight.

Of course, we have to do this on other days as well, but Friday is a special night. I don’t remember when or how it started, but just thinking about tonight with you makes my back arch, and I try to snuggle tightly against the chair at my desk so that my panties squeeze me as tightly as possible down there. I arch my lower back and press my pubis against the edge of the chair. No one will suspect anything: everyone is buried in the screens, absorbed in their numbers, and it will never even occur to anyone that a woman is sitting in front of them, rubbing her pubis against a chair, imperceptibly squeezing her breasts, and if possible, pinching, hiding behind the monitor, papillae .. Or maybe my fools see everything, but out of delicacy they pretend to be completely ignorant? Once one of them admitted that during her husband's business trip, which seems to last six months, she masturbated several times in the evening... continue reading

I like the little things, for example, after the club we go up the stairs with a girl. And walking after her, looking at her gorgeous ass and how drunk she is, rises a little hesitantly, you understand that soon there will be just drop dead sex.

She opens the door of the hotel room and gracefully enters the room, how beautiful she is! The room is hot and she begins to carefully undress, and in the meantime I take off my T-shirt and go to the bathroom, although it was, of course, hard to tear myself away from this exciting sight. But there I don’t waste time in vain, no, I don’t take a shower, I wash my penis and wipe it with a sanitary napkin - because I know that the girl is drunk, ready for a lot, and even more so, I know what I myself want. And I want a lot!

I slowly enter the room and see what every real man wants to see - the girl is almost completely undressed, except for her panties. She is just great! From this sight I am insanely excited, my penis is poured with strength a... continue reading

A few hours later, my second "I" thrashed in a slight chill of a hangover dizziness, but did not show it. It always behaved calmly and slightly sarcastically. And this time, his mumbling about "he's never had such a 'thoughtful' gangster in his life" didn't piss me off too much. Yes, and it would be ridiculous to argue and disagree if all our sexual fun had a clear and strict direction under the control of the first "I" who fell into a sexually creative trance.

In full accordance with the scenario, my most important, largest and slowest gear had the worst of all: it had the main blow. Its cogs, creaking plaintively, jumped out of engagement with the neighboring more efficient and nimble gear, and the unfortunate part of my chronometric organism flew into the beyond, dragging gnashing springs, bushings and pendulums behind it. The other parts of me that survived so far froze in a tetanus of horror, realizing only too well that they had very little left to enjoy the triumphant reality.... continue reading

You come into my office. I'm alone. I take my eyes off the computer, look at you absently, nod my head slightly in greeting, and get back to work. You come to me

- Can I help you?

Thanks, I can handle myself.

You look at the monitor and put your hand on the back of my chair.

Suddenly you realize that you catch my scent. He is pleasant and familiar to you. It is the almost impalpable scent of a woman. The blood immediately rushes to your face, and you blush, embarrassed. I see your embarrassment, it pleases me.

You are looking down on me. A lace bra shows through my blouse, and the open collar reveals such an alluring hollow of my chest. The hem of the skirt reveals my stockinged knees. Mmmm... Excitement runs through you in a wave and sinks in a warm, pulsing lump down your stomach.

I lean back and touch my fingers with my back. The current runs through your body and mine. You move towards me and touch the member of my shoulder, which is bulging under the trousers. Oh what ... continue reading

She woke up alone in the forest. There was an unusual silence around and it was warm. Alice lay on the soft grass and looked up at the strange purple sky, covered with white feathers of clouds. She knew for sure that the sky shouldn't be like this, but she couldn't remember why. It was also strange that she was not dressed.

"That's right, everyone has to wear clothes... everyone... who's everyone?" - painfully flashed through my head. Alice sat down on a hillock and began to look around.

She was in a clearing, surrounded by a wall of strange, unfamiliar trees.

Gradually, the memory cleared up, and the most important thing that she realized was that the state of affairs was extremely abnormal. Alice lived in the city, there were a lot of people, she worked in a hotel, a maid... Yes, that's it - it happened while cleaning one of the rooms. Suddenly, the memory abruptly returned everything to its place, but it did not make it any easier. On the contrary, in the light of the epiphany... continue reading

They met by chance, they had nothing in common except for one night, their night. This night shook them up, turned their whole past life upside down, made them look at themselves from the outside ... But this night was ...

She looked into his velvety eyes, the delicate aroma of perfume excited her imagination, her gaze gently glided over his shoulders ... Oh! How she desired him, she had never experienced such a keen desire, this was the man of her dreams.

He, seeing her disposition, affectionately and gently took off her clothes, mentally she already gave herself to him, wishing that he would tear off the hated rags from her and possess her zealously and furiously, but she waited, she enjoyed his movements, languished from waiting.

Slowly and carefully, he kissed her on the neck, slightly descending to her shoulder, breathing hot breath over her skin, his hands gently and affectionately glided over her back, making her shudder with pleasure, she pressed closer and tighter to him... continue reading

Vika opened her eyes. A huge mirror hanging on the ceiling showed a girl lying on a double bed, on which of the clothes there was only a sheet with which she covered herself, but she also moved out during sleep, and now covered only her stomach and part of her pubis. Vika stretched sweetly, remembering her dream: she dreamed about how she sucked a cock from a guy she didn’t know. Somewhere in her head, the thought still remained that it was a reality, because all the sensations, tastes, smells, sounds - were so realistic ... It seemed to her that she still had the taste of this guy's cock in her mouth. She did not know who he was, but his penis was quite impressive in size, about 18 cm, and it tasted great too. She ran her hands over her chest, a wave of warmth passed through her whole body, as if someone's gentle hands were wrapping her in silk. She loved the feeling, sometimes it seemed to her that she liked it even more than an orgasm. After massaging her hard nipples a little, she ... continue reading

A white ceiling and an old chandelier - that's what Alexander saw every morning. This landscape was so ordinary that it could only cause sadness, melancholy and despondency. But there was still a typical day ahead, which did not bode well. That is why he always crawled out of bed so lazily and sometimes preferred to be late for school, but to lie around for an extra half hour and dream about something of his own. And there was something to dream about ...

That night he had a very strange, but no less pleasant dream. In a dream, he saw his beloved girl, completely naked and ready for anything. Alexander himself remembered dreams poorly and only in fragments, but when he woke up, his imagination knew no bounds. This morning, Alexander's imagination took him to a typical mall. Naturally, not alone, but with a girl. That's how it was...

Having safely reached the store, Alex and Masha undressed in the wardrobe and went to explore the boutiques of the shopping center. This activity seeme... continue reading

This evening was as always lonely and boring, besides, four walls and a monitor screen that became native to tears pressed on the psyche. After all, apart from the iron friend and the intellectual Internet, there was no one else in my sexual life for now ... And what could be worse than loneliness for a person, moreover, for a woman at the very edge of beauty and strength.

Every time I am left alone with myself, I am tormented by a feeling of hopelessness and a terrible desire to be, sleep and wake up with a loved one, feel his strong hands, endlessly feel his power and elasticity in the most cherished female place, which has already forgotten the feeling of male warmth and sense of presence.

Behind a whole day of waiting. Hello, how we haven’t met for a long time, it seems like an eternity has passed, I was terribly lonely without you, you can’t imagine how much strength it took for me to restrain myself from the impulse to close in the bathroom and pamper, caress my beautiful bod... continue reading

He noticed a slender and pretty blonde, who passionately licked ice cream - flowing from the heat in all corners ...

She also saw him and smiled, inviting him to flirt...

He liked her charming legs, which attracted all his attention, and so wanted to unzip her zipper, her very short skirt, under which a stunned ass was hidden, dressed in satin panties...

It was now his dream to pull off these panties, but before that she had to be conquered, and she looked very proud and independent, and it was not possible to take this fortress by storm of compliments.

This required a different approach...

He answered her with a nod and was soon at her side. At this time, she sexyly licked her fingers, on which ice cream remained, and carefully listened to his compliments about her third breast size and the slenderness of her legs. As he believed, this was not enough, even very little.

She wanted... but something more. Her sticky fingers haunted her, and noticing this, he suggested that sh... continue reading

Beads of sweat that appeared on her chest reflected, like thousands of mirrors, the lights of a log smoldering in the fireplace. The silence of this mysterious and truly magical night was broken from time to time by her piercing moans, now subsiding, now again filled with strength.

He, like a lion exhausted by the hunt, lay on an ancient carpet miraculously preserved. His body seemed to be buried in a fluffy pile, which gently caressed his back, causing a small and pleasant tickle, and it seemed that his thoughts were somewhere far away, not with her - the subject of his old erotic and carnal dreams.

But it wasn't like that. He greedily dug into her lush, milky breasts, which heaved with every breath, and rapidly fell with her every movement. The nipples, like two large raisins, were tense to the point that they could no longer see the folds. At the slightest touch with his fingers, she rolled her eyes, as if losing consciousness, but did not stop. Quite the contrary, her movements... continue reading

After returning from work, I sat in my usual outfit - naked, on my bed and waited for the kettle to boil. It was warm outside, and I was in no hurry to heat the stove. There was a biathlon competition on TV, and I was so carried away that I didn’t hear a car pull up to the house and you got out and went into the house in a long fur coat and a scarf wrapped around your bouffant hair. I did not hear you enter, squeaking the door, and only when you said hello, I started up and quickly turned in your direction. I didn't expect anyone and I was scared. A girl was standing near the door, and I sat naked and could not move. Covering my genitals with my hands, I began to pull the veil over myself. At home, I didn’t wear clothes, and it just wasn’t around - it was in the closet.

And here. When you took off your scarf, I recognized you and was confused. How it is, where - flashed through my head.

“I’m sorry I didn’t warn you - I was passing by on business and so I decided to visit,” you said... continue reading

Part 1.

- Oh, it's a wonderful weekend morning. What can be good in it? There are two days ahead and they can be spent together.

With these thoughts, I woke up. The sleep just "shown" for me was already enough for me to surrender to you right here and now. This is a fairly rare case in the morning, but even because of it, I did not want to wake you up. You were lying next to me, deep sleep still possessed you. I took my hand out from under the covers and ran it through your hair. You're always so shaggy in the morning. I hugged you and froze. Perhaps, sensing my closeness, you hugged me. Just a few minutes in your arms gave me so much pleasure. I kissed you, your lips very weakly responded to my initiative.

It was light outside the window. There was still plenty of time to sleep. My eyes were gradually closing, I was also overcome by sleep...

Part 2.

The light music of the speaker, which served us as an alarm clock, began to be realized by me. "Well, it's time to get up," I t... continue reading

A drop of rain that fell on my cheek was immediately licked off by your hot tongue. For a second, our eyes met, and everything contained inside burst out in a beautiful fountain.

Huge life baggage behind does not prevent us from looking forward to meeting every rare time. On this day, we agreed to meet on the banks of the river that flows through our town. Sitting on a yellow carpet of leaves, we looked at the water, imagining that we were on a sea beach. People were walking by. We drank dry red wine, looking into your beautiful eyes, almost not listening to your sweet chatter, I felt absolutely happy.

And this drop blew us up, your lips dug into mine, impatient hands are already caressing my chest. The nipples immediately filled up, between the legs it became hot and humid. The rain, looking at us, started to fall stronger, and you, jealous of him, are trying to lick every drop from my already completely naked body. An extraordinary feeling when, after the cold touch of rain, your... continue reading

1. Meeting on the river

Standing over the flowing waters of Vetluzhanka, crouching low to the surface of the river, Oksana carefully washed her elastically raised breasts. Standing in the bushes, Timothy looked greedily at her protruding buttocks with cloven buttocks, and thirsted for her to the point of pain in the groin.

She had recently married, so her body still retained its former girlish slenderness and elasticity of forms, but it was already feminine, convex and unusually alluring.

He sometimes noticed that no, no, she would casually turn around at him, or, passing him, blushing in embarrassment, timidly greet him ... If they met without witnesses, and there were no strangers nearby, he tried to imperceptibly pinch her on the tight breasts, or frankly feel her feminine large ass. At the same time, she only blushed embarrassedly, and just as imperceptibly slapped him on an indiscreet hand, she swiftly slipped past him.

And, behold, fate brought them together on this deser... continue reading

House. On the ground. Winter. Evening. Snow is swirling outside the window. Its white flakes cover the ground. We have a big house. And on the first floor there is a fireplace - a real big fireplace. The house is warm. You walk barefoot. You are naked. You stand and look out the window as small snowflakes fall to the ground. You seem to have been hypnotized by one of them and time has stopped... You follow her every movement in the air.

Very suddenly, but very gently, my kiss falls on your neck, and my hands on your waist. I stand behind you in what my mother gave birth to and slowly swing your waist, following the lounge, which quietly plays in the background. You are smiling. You look out the window and smile... Another moment and you turn around to face me. I am enthralled. The lines of your face are perfect. Your blue eyes laugh with mine and we start dancing very slowly, lightly touching the floor. We seem to be flying.

And then my lips meet yours in a tender kiss... alive and... continue reading