The porter struggled behind me with my luggage as I neared the train. People streamed left and right while the long sleek train sat purring at the platform, ready to carry us on our journey. I took the conductors hand, adjusted my tight skirt and stepped up onto the train as people bustled past. "Bonjour, Madame," he said and, as he checked my tickets, I ch...
Carrie's heavy breathing developed slowly and steadily into soft moaning and then eventually into loud, persistent groaning, before finally erupting into seemingly endless shrieks and shouts of pleasure. Genelle described the experience of listening to the regular afternoon routine as aural sex. Separated by one thin wall with seemingly no insulation, Genell...
Jen woke and was immediately lost, unsure of where she was. She'd always been a slow riser, someone who took a while to go from ending sleep to being fully awake and her normal morning confusion was added to by waking in an unfamiliar bed. She was in a large bed, under white sheets in an unfamiliar room, the bright light of the day outside filtered in throug...
Slowly, carefully, Jen moved across the bed towards Mistress. She'd shared beds with women before, but none this beautiful, none that had put her through the array of feelings Mistress had during those few hours since they'd met on the train. The only sound in the room came from the candles, an occasional hiss as flame met wax, their light still flickering i...
As the train rolled through the countryside, Jen realised that one of the advantages of being unemployed was that you didn't have to travel at the same time as everyone else. Sure, there were all the drawbacks - her rapidly expanding overdraft being the most prominent of those - but for now she could enjoy the fact that the train was almost empty, feeling li...
In as much as time had any meaning for her on that plane of joy, Jen spent even longer in the throes of ecstasy than she had just a short time before. Dimly, she had been aware of Mistress withdrawing from her, her fingers sliding out of her soaked slit, her other hand taking away the candle that had dripped pain and pleasure onto her breasts, her body slidi...
It was about a month later before I got an opportunity to see Natalie again. We talked almost everyday though, whenever her husband and kids were gone to work and school. My husband and I had taken our kids to their grandma's for the weekend and were waiting around our house impatiently. Natalie, as promised last time, was going to come to our house so my hu...
Kaitlyn had just finished her salad and placed the empty bowl in the sink when the doorbell rang. She wiped her hands on a towel and motioned for her friend to come inside. "Am I too early?" Stacy asked. "Not at all," Kaitlyn said. "So, what did you bring?" Stacy handed the two packages she was holding to Kaitlyn as she moved past her in the foyer. Over...
Wow, I thought as I looked into her sparkling blue eyes. I had just made love to my best friend, my beautiful best friend. The one who I have longed for, the one I have desired these many years. She had given me pleasure that only she could and allowed me to pleasure her in ways I thought would never happen. My body still trembled from the excitement and t...
My dick is all stiff. I'm confident in the way I have dressed; I know the waistband of my pretty pleated skirt will keep my one male part bound up against my pelvis throughout any ordinary movements. It has slipped up there a few times in the past, and I'm practiced enough to let it lie snugly under the soft fabric, sending me the occasional frictive tingle,...