Cassidy rolled over in bed and hit the snooze button on her alarm clock. It was Sunday. The shop didn't open on Sundays. There was absolutely no reason to get out of bed, Cassidy thought as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stretched. With a yawn and a wistful glance at her bed, she stood and headed for her bathroom. Sunday was housework and g...
It had been a couple of months since I'd met and dressed up for my sugar daddy. He'd had a lot of money and was willing to buy me any outfit I wanted, along with panties and makeup for the complete girly look. In exchange, of course, I dressed up and provided him with an afternoon of hot sex that had left my little girly hole stretched and aching. So, when h...
Felicity lazed around the house; her body still ached pleasurably from the intense sexual activity that she had experienced a couple of days ago. Her husband had returned on the Sunday and as usual they had gone to his church and as she met with the rest of the church leaders, she wondered if they could see any difference in her. Now on the Monday morning s...
You pick me up from the hotel in a traditional London cab. As I get in I lean towards you and you gaze appreciatively down at my bursting cleavage. My long legs are clothed in the tightest of jeans making my tits look even bigger, my high heels making my legs look even longer. My jeans are so tight you can almost see the outline of my pussy. "Where are we g...
Every Christmas season, I make a trip to New York City. A shopping trip. I could do my shopping in Boston, or any number of other places, but there is something special about New York City at Christmas. That means something coming from me. I don't like New York City. I don't like its size. I don't like the people racing by on the sidewalks, unsmiling, h...
"I know this is going to sound crazy," she began her anecdote with a deviant grin across her pale pink lips. Her boyfriend and best friend stared at her curiously, expectant expressions urged her onward. Julia smirked. "When I quit smoking, I gained weight." Her best friend snorted. The expression in her brown eyes was more mockery than amusement as she gri...
Michelle lived across the street from my wife and I. She's a cute 29 year old Italian girl, 5'4", 110 pounds, long dark hair about half way down to her butt. Michelle and my wife became fast friends, and she was over to our house quite often, for dinner, just hanging out, stuff like that. At first Michelle and I were just friendly to each other, since she wa...
This story is about how the thoughts of sharing my beautiful wife Geeta started in my head. Geeta is a 28 year old lovely Indian girl, who was well cultured and with a traditional mindset. We met in our hometown in India and soon got married. Currently, we both live in east coast US. I had this job lined up at time of our wedding. I was a highly protective...
Her Side I ran my fingers into Victoria's beautiful blonde hair and pulled her glossy lips against my labia, pushing up to meet her soft tongue as she probed my wet slit. She knelt beside the sofa, her face buried in my nest, her blonde hair spilling across my stomach, her silky blouse tight against her breasts, her jeans outlining the curve of her luscious...
My name is Reggie and my beautiful wife is Meg. About three weeks ago when Meg came home from work she told me that we needed to have a conversation. I always hated when she said that. She began, "You know honey, these days many companies are downsizing, reorganizing, and restructuring. Downsizing, you know about since that is the reason you lost your job....