CHAPTER ELEVEN. SATURDAY. The boules competition with a thunderous ending - and another flight. The next day after lunch the three of them walked together down to the square, Tim feeling much better than he had a right to, after last night's debauch. Sab had been very good to him that morning, making him swallow a raw egg beaten with Worcester sauce, whic...
The memories came flooding back to me as my cock began to harden in your mouth. It had been years but it felt like just yesterday as you remembered how to please me. A warm wet tongue wrapped around my shaft as your fingers brushed my sensitive ball sac. After a few minutes you stop and we start to catch up. As I sat on the edge of the bed with a wet hard on...
Slowly she wanked the large, fat, black cock, revelling in the control she had, kneeling submissively in front of this giant black man. He shifted every now and again in his chair, giving her indications of what he liked and what was going to urge him into fucking her hard and savagely. His cock pressed against his stomach as she stroked her hand up and dow...
When I woke up, I was against my beloved husband. Marc was no longer there. I straightened up and looked at him. The first thought that crossed my mind was that I loved him. I was more confident than ever. However, I couldn't help but compare him to Marc. The least we can say was that they were totally different. Luc is thin, cute, much cuter than Marc. I...
As I explain in the body of the story which follows, although black/white relationships are common today, in the 60's, when this took place, they were not. It was a first for Linda. Like many others of our generation it came not only to be accepted in our circles, but even sought out when the urge for sex dulled inhibitions even further. Linda was lucky enou...
My wife Samantha and I had been looking at properties for a few weeks when we decided to view Number 22. The experience so far had left me unenthusiastic and even Sam was beginning to find the ongoing process a little tedious. We couldn't agree on which place to buy. One of us always had a negative point about the few places we had considered, and so it was...
Author's Note: After 6 years, the Unlikely Affair continues. This story can be read standalone, but if you want to read how Scarlett and Rhett met, read it through the link on my profile. Enjoy. +++++++++++++++ Scarlett stared at the erect, pulsing phallus in fascination. Seven inches long, milk chocolate, veiny, masculine. It's head glistened from her sa...
Another Friday night, another failed blowjob. Okay, "failed" was probably too strong, I reflected as my beautiful girlfriend knelt between my legs with my penis in her mouth. Still, this was clearly 80% handjob to 20% blowjob. "It's no good," said Cat, spitting me out. "It's just too fucking big." I never thought I'd get tired of hearing that but, to b...
As they pulled up to Richard and Marion's house, Len was not happy about having to go to this party. He had come 800 miles for a weekend with his lover and now had to spend the first night hanging out with people he didn't even know. He was especially disappointed after seeing the surprise Astrid had for him. When he had undressed her in the hotel room he di...
Sensuality hanging in the air: it was a thought. A solitary nagging question of 'What if I did?' They'd written to each other and talked about it, of course, but somehow the situation had never quite arisen: timing, mood, other events getting in the way. For the most part, the thought never surfaced, buried now in the layers of friendship, the discussion...