7: Cleanliness Is Next To His Thigh He splashed some water on his face and wet a washcloth to clean some of the cum from his crotch. If the bedroom was well appointed, the bathroom was even more so. As a "spa suite," it had a big jacuzzi style bath and some bath salts, a loofa like brush, and some nice smelling soaps and shampoos. Not a big solo bath perso...
Madi stifled a giggle as Dimitri squeezed her knee beneath the table. The past few weeks had been perfection. Dimitri was patient with her, and sweet and funny as ever. She looked at him, slapping at him playfully. Sure, she had her moments where she could do nothing but cry, she had woken him up to come keep her company at 3 am more than once, but he was st...
When my husband and I separated, I thought it was the end of the world. Scott had wanted new experiences and new people. I was content with what I had. I knew there was more out there, but had never really been too interested in finding it. Scott wanted it all. After we’d been separated for about a month, I finally decided that it was time to stop pitying my...
The ride from the airport was a half-hour of time that would never be remembered by either of them. It was a blur of sensations, an overwhelming turbulence of emotion in their whirlwind meeting. They spotted one another in the airport; eyes locked in wonder and awe, unsure for a brief moment as to what might happen next. And then next happened. Arms wrappe...
The ballroom was well lit, not that it wasn't to be expected to be. The marble floor shining making it look warm and welcoming, with gold and crystal chandeliers polishing the ceilings that held home to many a cloud and angel painted onto it. It was the perfect place for the $2000 plate dinner. This was a charity fund-raiser, and to attract wealth it had to...
Separated by some 3,000 miles, I wrote several stories for my girlfriend, hoping to keep us in touch and sexually connected. This and other stories are fiction based on her fantasies and written with her as the first person. I tried using details to evoke visions of what the characters would see, hear, feel, smell and taste—something I believe is missing fro...
I know that being tied up is one of our fantasies, baby... and so here it is...just for you. Firstly, I would cook you dinner for the evening. Knowing you would have had a long day at work, I'd want you to enjoy a relaxing time once you got home. The table would be set, laced with fresh flowers, scented candles and a freshly poured glass of your favourite...
The petite blonde approached the stage of the amphitheatre with a quiet hesitancy. The stage was mostly empty now, just a few props from the magic and thrill show remained. In her hand was a small card and she wondered where she should leave it so that the magician would be sure to find it. The house lights were darkened, having been dropped when the audienc...
We face off, both breathless and laughing from our wrestling and tickling exertions. Kneeling opposite you on the bed, I look for a good opening to pounce. Opting, perhaps unwisely, for the head-on approach, I lunge and dig my fingers into your sides, tickling you as hard as I can. For a moment, I think I have you as you double over, laughing and trying to e...
He looked down and let his hand run smoothly over his black tie as he exited the shop. He calmly looked up and squinted as the sun pierced his eyes, giving the slightest hint of a smile as he headed to his car. Opening the door of his sleek but plain Mitsubishi, he gave a final look around the sun drenched parking lot before opening the door and turning the...