Novels by R. F. Ewele

I wake up with my mouth beyond dry. Almost to the point of gasping for air and swallowing your tongue as it is dry as well. I won’t say this happens every night, but several times a month. I sit up and look at the clock - 3:07AM. Very much tired, I stand up and try to get some moisture going in my mouth. I would have just gone to the master bath but my wife has this thing about glasses in the bathroom. You rinse your mouth out with them and they get all nasty and I don’t want to see that every morning. So I go to the bathroom down the hall - where glasses are allowed and only everyone that comes over gets to see that then. I don’t get it and probab;y never will. These are the thoughts rolling through my head as I stumble towards the door at 3 in the morning.I walk into the hallway and quietly close the door behind me. I am slowly waking up as I move more. I see my daughter has left her desk light on again. This has been happening more of late. She is way past needing a nig

Valerie told me to very quietly, lay down on the bed with my head between Chantelle’s legs, close enough to lick her pussy without waking her up. As I did this, Xaviera very lightly placed the rotating head of the vibrator on her left nipple. Without causing too much disturbance I gently started to lick Chantelle’s pussy, rolling my tongue up and down her lips searching for her clit. As I continued to lick, Chantelle started to moan in her sleep which was quite erotic. I quickly found her clit which was becoming engorged with blood and took it between my teeth, gently rolling it around. As I was doing this Valerie started to suck on her right breast, teasing her nipple which had become hard and stood out quite a distance. Chantelle’s pussy had become quite wet by now and she was starting to moan and groan in her sleep obviously having an erotic dream. As we all worked on her it became obvious that she was close to having an orgasm. Her hands were

It was obvious that this was a close-knit family mother and daughters were quite open with each other and shared everything, I wonder if her son knew this?As I lay on my back, completely naked, Xaviera started to massage my neck and chests and gently kissed me on the lips. As she moved her way down my body she kissed and sucked my nipples which felt very good and almost had me cuming there and then but she didn’t let this happen. She continued slowly down my body to my legs and completely missed my cock which was staring her in the face gave my feet a fantastic massage. When she finished she looked at me, winked and gently lowered her head and took my oiled cock into her perfectly formed mouth, slowly massaging the shaft as she put more and more of my cock into her mouth until it had completely disappeared.By this time, I was completely gone, in heaven, with a beautiful naked woman by my side and my cock deep in her mouth, what more could a bloke ask for. She must hav

Valerie decided that she would go first and bent down taking my cock in her hand and slowly knelt so that the tip of my cock rested against the lips of her juicy pussy. Slowly, ever so slowly she lowered herself on to my cock until it completely disappeared inside of her. For a woman of her age who had had three children her pussy was extremely tight and gripped my cock harder than any other girl I had known. As she rocked back and forth on my cock she moaned softly and pulled on her nipples so that they became hard and erect. I wondered what her two daughters were doing so I looked over to the eft and there they were licking each other out and moaning wildly.Valerie then leant forward and placed her hard nipple into my mouth which I sucked eagerly whilst she rode my cock like hardened cowgirl. I was just about ready to cum and I guess that she sensed that for she stopped what she was doing, dismounted my cock and squeezed just below the knob until the sensation disappeare

Having a new diary can be stressful. I have to update about everything. But anyhow, we have to do this. So... I am a Military Officer in the Australian Defence Force and on Friday last week I was on duty when a call came in from a young soldier on the other side of Australia. He was supposed to come home on the weekend but due to a motor vehicle accident would be delayed by a couple of days and he wanted to know if someone could go to his mother’s house and tell her that he was OK. He had tried to ring but got no answer.He gave his mother’s name and address to the on-duty soldier who then gave it to me. I noticed that the address was not far out of the way from my way home so I decided that I would hand deliver the message so that his mother wouldn’t be worried when he didn’t turn up.After finishing my duty, I took off and headed home via the address given and arrived at the house around 6:30 pm, parked the car and walked up to the front door.

I had walked out into the woods a million times with my dog, just walking looking at the water in the creek, listening to the birds just anything I could do to be away from the house and my annoying cousins and uncles. On this day I walked up the hill and found a log to sit on. I sat for quite some time just watching nature do what it did best. My dog nestled against my leg wanted me to rub his head. I reached down scratching his head, when he took his nose and hit me in the crotch. I instantly felt a jolt run through me.I stood and moved to another log where I could see the water better yet I was obscure from the path if someone walked up. I reached up and unbuttoned my white blouse and slid it down over my tan shoulders. I reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra pulling it off and laying it over the log onto my shirt. I reached down and pulled the zipper on my pants and slid them off my thin waist. I peeled my pink panties off

On the way home from the science fair Fiona inquired about Jenny’s car search, “She’s still undecided, you should go with her, she is looking for a pretty car, I don’t think I qualify to make that call. I’m more concerned about engines and features.”“Yeah, I know. Jenny sent me a text, says your input is too masculine, she wants me to go with her but I can’t, I have to be in the convention center tomorrow until after nine. You have to go with her again but think like a woman, not like her husband.”“Tomorrow is Saturday, you’ll be gone all day?”“Pretty much, and Becky and Stella are going to Playland with their friends then spending the night with Katrina, so you have all day to do what you do best, obsess over cars.” Stella was Jenny’s daughter.“Looking at cars is hardly play, not new cars. It would be a lot more fun if she were looking to buy a car at a Classic Car show.”“Harper will be home Sunday. He told Jenny if she doesn’t have the car she wants by then, he’ll buy what he w

Urgh, Diary. Crazy things happened today and I really hate it. So it started like this....I opened my eyes, it was dark, too early to be awake but the dream had been so real I damn near came all over the bed. I turned my head to look at my mate Fiona but she was soundly out, it wasn’t her that caused the hot dream. The woman in my early morning dream didn’t have a face but her body was familiar. We were on a blanket at a park, a picnic lunch spread out when I propositioned her. My dream skipped from asking to doing and just before I came in her, he called; her husband. That’s when I woke up, my erection in the grip of my right hand, the end of it clenched off to keep me from cuming all over my mate’s back. I looked up to the ceiling and as my cock began to droop, I wondered who in hell the woman was. I hadn’t had a hot fucking dream like that in years and I was kind of irritated I didn’t see her face. I didn’t know who she was but I had the impression she was someone I knew, s

It started when some girlfriends told her in confidence that they were having sex play with their daddy’s. Their dad’s, supposedly, were feeling them up, fingering them, licking their pussy and letting them jack them off and…., the girl were giving them blow jobs. They said they weren’t having sex with them….but in private whispers to Lilly, they said they really were. True or not, Lilly was envious and wanted the same sex thrills as they were getting.They told her how it all started with them crawling in bed with their dads and started feeling them up.Sometimes with their moms asleep right beside them. A sleeping dad gets sleep hardons and if they were lucky, he would have one and they would slowly jack or even suck on them. After that, it was sneaking sex play behind moms back.Lilly told me all this to try and get me aroused so we could have some sex play. I had no mate now, since she rejected me, so there was no sneaking around. I had told her I didn’t want to get into having

I did my best to fight the sexual tension as that brush lightly dusted my cunt and clit. It felt incredible, yet horrible, since the touch could lead to such an embarrassing situation. His brush explored every fold of my pussy lips and my clit. The female clit has twice as many nerve endings as a man’s penis, so you can imagine how difficult it was to stand still while the artist stroked it with his brush. It was exquisite pain. Thankfully, he finished painting my cooch and moved around to my hips. He had me bend forward. His brush began coating my butt cheeks with paint, and then all the way to my asshole. The artist even asked me to pull my butt cheeks apart so he could more thoroughly paint between them. This was quite humiliating. I was subjecting myself to this public degradation, and I hated it and loved it at the same time. I don’t know what it is about my personality that I get so turned on by doing things that de

So diary, we both know my mate is in complete control of my body right?. He decides what I will wear, how I will groom myself, and who I will fuck. I love it that someone who loves me has complete mastery of my physical being.His controlling behavior can be quite liberating but can also be terribly embarrassing at times.There have been situations when I wished he would let me dress more modestly, but this lifestyle choice really turns him on.He knows that forcing me to wear a tiny top that exposes my breasts a bit, or lets my nipples pop out “accidentally” is very humiliating for me. But also, is very exciting. He has forbidden me to wear any undergarments. I no longer own a bra. He wants me to jiggle when I walk. He wants to see my nipples harden when I get aroused or excited. I must wear thin, clingy shirts that perfectly follow the contours of my breasts. I do have lovely tits and secretly enjoy showing them off, but it is still very distre

He walked over to me and put his arms around my waist pulling me into him roughly, his mouth was on my mind, hard and rough. His tongue forced its way between my lips into my mouth. His hands were on my ass, squeezing and kneading my ass hard. I pulled away from him breathless.His hand found my breast and he was squeezing, and releasing as his eyes looked over my friend. “Who is this baby,” he asked? “This is Michelle, we went to high school together, and she came over for some…..lunch,” I said squeamishly. He smiled,“Lunch…is that what you’re calling it these days.” He was right and I realized how ridiculous it sounded. He shoved me down on the bed beside Michelle. He slipped off his jeans, and jerked off his white t-shirt. He stood naked his brown skin was smooth and beautiful. His long black hair reached down below his shoulders. He hadn’t shaved this morning before school and had a very rough 5 O’clock shadow. He was beyond sexy in my book, his cock was swelled three times