Sunday afternoon. We've watched our usual Sunday morning programs, and then curled up on the loveseat to watch a movie or two. We napped and watched, and I got up to pour more mimosas and take a bathroom break, and you curl up even tighter on the loveseat. On my way back from the bathroom I make a quick stop to pick up a few things to bring with me back to t...
The feeling of your eyes traveling my flesh takes me from my sleep. As the morning fog lifts from my brain I register the devilish smirk played across your lips. "Good morning sexy. Dare I ask what that look your giving me is all about?" I say half yawning. "Well, you know what happens when you give me time to think. I have a challenge for you, you game?"...
"YOU CHEATING SLUT! YOU FUCKING WHORE!" The man burst in just as she reached up to put her arms around my neck then stood on tip toe to kiss me, a wide smile on her face. The door crashed back, knocking into a small table and sending a vase of flowers and a small pile of mail flying; the vase smashed into a thousand wet pieces with its own forlorn floral tr...
Intro: I'm a forty something wife, a medical professional, and am realizing that life is a lot shorter than I wanted it to be. I am petite, run and work-out regularly, have a loving family. Saturday night: For whatever reason, my husband and I have become a little more adventurous recently. None too soon either - when our sex life stalls, our whole relati...
We had been invited to a Halloween party that a friend of mine from high school was having, and I wracked my brain to come up with a costume that was unique. The only real requirement the invitation said was that full masks were to be worn. Well original me all I came up with was the mask from the movie Scream. My wife decided on a costume of a French whore...
This here is the story of Belle. A plain-faced, thick-bodied, wide-hipped, big-bottomed, blonde-haired, green-eyed, alabaster-skinned plumper from a small Iowa town. Belle had never been what anyone considered pretty. All her life, she'd been the fat chick who never gets to have any fun. The chubby loner. The lonely plumper. And many other fun euphemisms. On...
I'm the crown prince of all things weird. The name is Julius Jean Guillaume. A tall, and kind of chubby young Haitian-American guy. Six feet three inches tall, dark brown skin and a shaved head. I also keep my face void of beard and mustache. I think it's neater that way. Got to look good if you're a stud, know what I mean? These days, I'm on vacation. It's...
One night my boyfriend came over and we were doing all the usual stuff. A little bit of missionary, I got on top, a bump or two of doggie style. All the right moves were being made because we've got that rhythm now; however, something made me decide to throw an added bonus on the table. "So... you've been saying you wanted to go back door?" I asked with sm...
The weeks had turned to months as Teresa gave up all expectation of ever hearing from her flashy ex-boyfriend Tony again. Their relationship had been a whirlwind of lust and passion from their chance meeting in a city centre hotel bar. Tony had spotted the pretty, fresh faced brunette across the crowded bar and ordered her a drink by way of a mischievous in...
So, trying to do a smut-on-demand thing here. I got no requests last time I posted, so I amused myself. I'm going to say it gets a little non-consentish (Camille doesn't get raped or anything), and there may be a physical altercation. Apparently this is what happens when I'm left unattended. Any requests/criticisms/thoughts are appreciated. ***************...