Monday morning after that weekend that forever altered the relationship between my niece, Carrie, and me, I was back at my desk in my home office. Once I had all the technology booted back up I started going through my messages. There was the usual spam, a few clients wanting me to call them over some minor issues and questions, and one direct message in Twi...
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The man of the house was tall slim, with well-muscled arms -- cute, but nothing special. The mother, though... wow! Judging by the teenage kids, she must be in her mid-thirties, but she had the face and figure of a girl in her mid-twenties. A petite blonde clad in tight jeans and a checkered lumberjack shirt that tried and failed to conceal an hourglass figu...
I took one more drag on the Cuban cigar, which had marinated for three hours in my soaked cunt before we dried it out by the courtyard pool and smoked it together in bed. My left arm was slung comfortably around Marian, both of us nude as we reclined against the pillows in the king-sized bed. The curtains were wide-open and there was a magnificent view of t...
Angelina sat on the cool marble bench inhaling the perfumed garden air. The breeze was light, yet thick with the scent of blossoming pear trees, as it gently stirred her dark tresses in a caress of her exquisite face. The spacious garden was dimly lit by a half moon, and Angelina's eyes shone as dark as the night sky. Her eyes betrayed her abstracted state....
Life didn't start too wonderful for me. My parents were killed in the twin tower attack when I was in the first grade. I had no siblings, aunts or uncles. My grandparents lived in California and they were the only relatives I had. My name is Megan and this is my story. The New York social services were slow to react and I spent some time in foster homes unt...
Chapter 7: Absence... ***** Absence, in Annika's opinion, did not make the heart grow fonder. It simply made a woman hornier. Itchy. Two nights of phone sex with no release -- she sincerely hoped Grady's balls were as blue as hers -- was driving her insane. She pondered his motivation for this erotic torture as she drove the dark, empty pre-dawn street...
I hope you read about Ffion and Zara, the married lesbians in A One-off Open Marriage Well, you probably guessed that this was a fictional tale, but a naughty idea that just might happen one day. What happened below, however, is true, and all the hotter for that. I'll let Ffion take up the story ... At the beginning of this summer, I was working a lot in...
Feedback is very much welcome and appreciated. If you like it, let me know. That way I can write another one of my adventures down for you. xoxo Kandie ----- I walked in the room where she was lying on the bed, naked, with her pale legs spread wide open and two of her long fingers deep inside her cunt. I stood there for a second letting my eyes adjust to...
My beautiful wife Jazzy and I were on holidays in Melbourne, Victoria, and Australia. We were walking around enjoying the sights hand in hand, but people walking past kept looking at us lustfully so I whispered to Jazzy. "See how beautiful you are baby? No one can keep their eyes off you." Honestly I couldn't blame them for drooling because my beautiful wif...