It was raining hard that night as I got out of my truck. Pulling the coat over my head, I ran across the gravel parking lot, up the wooden steps, seeking refuge under the foyer. Taking off my jacket, I proceeded to shake it dry, trying to avoid soaking the woman taking the two-dollar cover at the door. I was early, so it was not too crowded. It was possible...
When I got home from work you were standing in our bedroom naked. I did not even hesitate before crushing your lips with mine and pushing you down onto the bed. It was the end of a long week where our schedules had made it impossible for us to have sex. I was ravenous. As I covered your body with mine, our eyes locked and I could see the fire burning within...
Sex with Laila was always dirty, but when she whispered in my ear mid-fuck that she'd be wanting my ass next, my pussy clutched itself around her hand so hard I expected her knuckles to come out bruised. I rode out my climax, my fingers lost in her raven-black hair as colours collided in my brain, my muscles flexing to the rhythm of her last strokes inside o...
So, you want to know about Alice huh? Yeah, I’ll tell you about her. Shit, well, Alice was the kind of girl you could sit with at the bar and just by the way she held herself, you could tell she was a messy cook. She’d flail her cigarette, coming close to singeing the person next to her. Grabbing her wine, she’d make her point and simultaneously red drops wo...
The thing that caught my attention was her ass. The blond First Class stewardess on the flight to Vegas had a marvelous butt and the tight uniform she wore showed it off. It was the first time I'd found a stewardess uniform provocative - so it must have been that woman's ass, not the uniform. I had a great view from my aisle seat in Row 5. I'm definitely a...
I live to travel, and like nothing more than immersing myself into a new exotic locale. The change of scenery gives me the opportunity to experiment outside the box, and try something I might not usually do. At home I might be a modest dresser, with a demure, reserved demeanor, but on vacation I'm free to be whatever I feel like. No consequences, no regrets....
My thanks to Patricia51 for her invaluable input. The story wouldn't be here, without you. I had come home from the gym, and surprisingly found you at home, slumped on the sofa, a cup of coffee standing neglected on the table, the newspaper scattered over the floor. Knowing you were working on an important project, I had not expected you until much, much la...
Jessica awoke dreamily, pleasant but indistinct memories of the dreams that had entertained her sleep and left her feeling happy and buoyant for the day ahead. She glanced across at the image of beauty beside her, reaching out to run her fingers through the hair cascaded across the pillow. Yes, today would be a good day she decided. And so she should start...
New day and a new college. I get settled into my seat, pull out my laptop, notepad, and pencil out. What can I say, I still like to write by hand at times or doodle if I can't focus. I start playing with my hair and chewing on my pencil. I know, bad habits. I shift anxiously in my seat as the other students filter in, I watch them out of the corner of my e...
"Hi Miss Z." came the giggled greeting as a young woman entered the workout room. Miss Z had just finished with a new client, one who had worked hard, sweated hard and cummed harder. It had been a good session. It had also been fortuitous that Miss Z had this particular client scheduled so quickly after the previous one. Janey was a frail looking young woma...