**Sunday Morning** Ah, now this is how a guy is supposed to wake up in the morning; snuggled up against a beautiful blonde, your morning wood wedged in her butt crack, one arm under her pillow and the other around her waist with a c-cup firmly planted in your hand. I nuzzled at her neck through the tangle of hair and she shimmied on my dick and squeezed the...
For years, I've been fascinated by the amateur girls who sign up to be filmed while visiting a gloryhole. So many of them appear to be average women with a certain, special affinity for sucking cock. What's it like to be one of those women? What could motivate a woman to risk the exposure of sucking cock on video for money? And how does she deal with it afte...
This is Part Two of a four-part story. The drive sucked. It always sucked, but that late Friday afternoon and evening it was worse than usual. He made sure to grab a sandwich before he left the pub at about 4:00, so he wouldn't have to stop later, and he ate it during the mostly uninterrupted stretch of the 101 through San Luis Obispo and Santa Barbara Coun...
This love story has a long build-up before things get heated. Please be patient. I've always found that having a stronger sense of who the characters are makes for a more intimate experience when the fireworks finally happen. Enjoy. Dissertation Offense/Defense "This isn't a good idea. Stop smiling, Sanjit. I really don't think this is going to work. I cou...
================================== There's a Price to Pay for blatant infidelity. Second and final part of the follow-up to Nici's Something We Have to Talk About. Jonathan, with the help of family and friends, embarks on a plan to balance the scales. His wife has confessed to cheating on him for a year, and insists he accept an ongoing affair, or she'll...
Author's Notes: 1. This can be read as a stand-alone story. 2. Though there are a lot of bodies bouncing around, most of the sex in this part involves only two people at a time. - aliaspeterj P.S. Thanks to everyone who gave me feedback on Part 1 *** Georgia didn't say she was waiting for marriage and Jon didn't get the sense she was a virgin. It wasn...
Betty applied deep red lipstick to her sensual lips, then checked herself in the mirror. Her shoulder-length, light brown hair was pulled back and the edges were curled softly. She wore just a dusting of rouge to highlight her cheekbones, and enough eyeshadow to accent her soft green eyes; eyes that reflected the all too familiar sadness she'd become accusto...
Welcome to Chapter 3 of Charlottesville High School. For those just joining us, in Chapter 1 Natalie Bettis, blonde, buxom, and in her first year teaching math at Charlottesville High, was seduced by two of her students. In Chapter 2 the brunette Sandy Wright, a third year sociology teacher going through a divorce, found comfort in the arms of two of her stu...
Isabel reached over to shut off the alarm on her phone. As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw the lace thong hanging from the lampshade on the night stand. She laid there for a moment and almost forgot where she was, rubbed her eyes and tried to focus on the room. A soft moan and movement can be heard from behind her. As she rolled over, she watched her hus...
I've always thought of myself as a fairly ordinary heterosexual woman, when I thought about my sexuality at all. Liberated, maybe more orgasmic than some of the women I've known, but still destined to marry a guy and have a kid or two, like much of the rest of society. And I didn't believe in "love at first sight" or even "love at first kiss." Polyamory? Nev...