Blue worshiped my pussy while I wrote this. I came many times while she gave my swollen outer lips lots of little sucks and hot, wet kisses. Like everything I write, it's a true account of a recent sexual adventure with her. Also, like everything I write, it's best read naked...alone or with a partner...your favorite toy buried in that lovely pussy of you...
We don't do this all the time, but, I love telling you about it when we do... Blue and I cannot guarantee the well-being of any cake around us, especially if it's a whole cake. Especially so, the larger it is and with LOTS of creamy frosting. Such was the case when we attended a birthday party, recently. Seeing the cake, I couldn't keep from smiling at Blu...
"I made...something..." "You made...something...?" The sight of Melanie with a spatula made Jocelyn cringe. With Melly in the kitchen, it was a wonder the fire alarm wasn't blaring. "What kind of something did you make?" Jocelyn asked, with palpable trepidation. "I don't know exactly." Melanie turned her back on Jocelyn as she hovered over the glass po...
The following story that started from a dream my girlfriend had. She was moaning in her sleep, and when she does this, it usually indicates she is having a sex dream. I started rubbing her in her sleep gently, and she started moaning and woke up as her orgasm hit her. Her first question to me was how did you know, and I told her that she was moaning and I've...
Anja was true to her word. I spent my morning in windy Christchurch wandering by the river and taking photos; I wasn't a long-term visitor like most of the people in my hostel, so I didn't have a job. I went out for lunch at some little sandwich place and when I got back to the hostel it was nearly three in the afternoon. There were maybe thirty people livin...
I began laughing, hard. "Look at this!" I managed to get out between my bursts of uncontrollable giggles. I laid back and lifted my phone screen to show Liz the video I found on my news feed. She chuckled. Maybe I just thought it was funnier than it really was. That seemed to happen a lot, to me. I tried to pretend to be disappointed that she wasn't as amuse...
This story was written for the following prompt: "In the future, memories can be copied and sold for others to experience. A sex worker sells all her memories of sex with her lady lover. Strangely, it becomes a way to reconnect their battered relationship." Many thanks to erktec for helping me with this. She shuffled over to the door, wiping the sleep fr...
I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional life. My stories are based on my fantasies. Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks. I hope you enjoy this story. It's dedicated to my favorite Puerto Rican bitch Miss Peache...
My cousin Jess was gripping onto an empty wineglass in her hand and lazily slurping out a few corny words to a drunken guy leaning against a wall. "Ooohhh...I like your stubble...It's so sexy... Like sandpaper." She said to the guy, touching his face and giggling. I could see where this was leading. "Party's over, its time to go home." I told her, "I'm ca...
My cousin Jess was gripping onto an empty wineglass in her hand and lazily slurping out a few corny words to a drunken guy leaning against a wall. "Ooohhh...I like your stubble...It's so sexy... Like sandpaper." She said to the guy, touching his face and giggling. I could see where this was leading. "Party's over, its time to go home." I told her, "I'm ca...