Preface: I have always believed you should love a person, or at least, like them, before engaging in sexual intercourse. On one occasion however, I learned the rich rewards of carnal animosity. "Hi. This is Laureen. Remember me?" the voice on the phone chirped. Although it had been a good five years since I last saw her, it took me about a millisecond to m...
Sandy was standing in her bra and panties brushing out her silky, blonde hair with long even strokes. She had lost count on how many strokes she had applied so far, and smiled nervously at herself in the mirror. She was getting dolled up for a special treat this evening. Her friend, Graham, had called her earlier in the week and told her to reserve a spot i...
Jason Storm was one of the few passengers to look well rested, as United flight 070 disgorged it's tired travelers at London Heathrow. 8am in London, 3am back in New York, and a true red eye for most, though Jason had slept almost the entire way, fully flat in the 900-thread Egyptian cotton of Executive First. It was the first flight in a long time he hadn't...
This story grew from a short email from a fan (I hope I can call him a fan). ***** I shivered with anticipation and excitement as I walked briskly from my hotel in downtown Seattle to Aditya's room at the Sheraton. I turned left on Union and saw the large hotel's sign on the front of the skyscraper on 6th Avenue. In my eagerness to get up to the 17th floor...
It all started with my dopey sister-in-law, Wendy. She's always been a little 'showy' - short skirts, tight little T-shirts and all that sort of thing - whereas I've always been too embarrassed to expose too much flesh (I don't even sunbathe topless when no-one can see me). My husband, Dave, always tries to encourage me and reckons that I've got an even bett...
[This story is set after the events of Milky MILF including recollections of events from years before that.]. After a small group dinner, the six of us moved our drinks poolside and our chatter scattered randomly. The booze loosened lips and maybe too much was said... I tried to drag the talk to more G rated stories, but that didn't last long. "Lou and I...
Chapter one. -- The Oldest Profession. It took me a long time to adjust to civilian life. After nine years in the army, it was to be expected. I was stupid, I refused all the 'rehabilitation' training. I needed to put army life behind me, the idea that I was still connected in any way was just not acceptable. But I could not have imagined that I would fuck...
I'm on my knees waiting for you. You stride over, telling me you hope I'm ready because you have a lot planned for me today. I nod and tell you I'm ready Mistress. You order me on my hand and knees, walking around to my ass, and plant a hard swat with your crop. I wince and jerk away, but you tell me that I won't be able to get away later, before landing a s...
He called me about an hour ago. He let me know he was coming home early and that he was starving; he'd had a long day at work. He said he was coming home to get it. I knew what that meant. I know my man and I know what he needs...when he needs it. And I'm always Daddy's good girl. I make sure I have on a skirt and blouse, my man's favorite, a skirt. And ta...
All characters are over the age of 19. Thanks to Darksage for editing, once again. -- The cool, plastic countertop did little to cool Sophie's flushed body as she cried out in ecstasy. Her red flushed bosom pushed onto the cold surface along with the side of her face, her arms haphazardly strewn across it in disregard. Her left leg was kicked up, the sole...