His hand slid down my waist to find the zipper on the side of my skirt and pulled it down along with the thong to expose my dripping wet pussy. I lifted my hips to help him remove the last of my clothes. Keeping my back against the love seat, he slid up my body. The feeling of skin on skin was so hot and extremely arousing. The stubble from his chest hair ag...
Messy, life is messy, well mine is. How can I be so turned on by a bunch of words on a screen more than an average man's touch ever could? My cream drips down my legs with the unspoken tone to his words. The firm hand the brat in me needs... He knows. I should feel insecure and afraid of how easily I give in to him. My past tells me this, submission is a wea...
La ville de Fort-Sépia était un endroit sans histoire. Les jours et les nuits qui s'y écoulaient se déroulaient généralement sans imprévus, et le soir ou commence cette histoire ne semblait pas faire exception à la règle. Au milieu des maisons plongées dans l'obscurité, une seule se démarquait. Ses fenêtres allumées et les silhouettes qui bougeaient, sans pa...
Dr. Deanna's office is in a converted mansion on New York's Fifth Avenue, across from Central Park. The structure was spacious. Her interior designer found an effective way to divide the space into workable units: accordion partitions. They are solid enough to create exam rooms and offices with privacy, yet flexible enough to easily fold up so a larger space...
Betty Life returned to normal after the move in weekend. Barbara and Betty went back to work and Taylor went back to class. Late one night Taylor finished studying and decided to watch some TV and just relax. Something he wasn't used to doing. Free time meant hustling on the streets but he didn't have to do that anymore. He was half asleep when he heard t...
It's strange to be writing this story. I've written a number of stories that focused on the African continent but this one happened to a woman I met in the states. I had just spent 16 months in Nigeria working with British Petroleum but was transferred to New Orleans to explore for oil and gas for platform rigs. It was a Saturday afternoon when a friend and...
Chapter One—The Meeting "Would you like to touch it?" "What? NO!" she responded, startled by my asking and embarrassed for being so unable to avert her brazen eyes from my cock. We were sitting in a lifeguard stand, feet dangling above the sand, a warm seabreeze in our faces. The nearly full moon lit both the shining sea before us and my shimmering gray...
Taylor Swift sat at her kitchen table looking over pages of information about her upcoming tour. She was excited. She'd convinced the record studios to have a national tour with her best friend, Selena Gomez. Her fingers began fidgeting with the pen in her hand, anxiously awaiting Selena's arrival so they could start discussing their tour, such as venues, wa...
Beth and Ann were two very hot looking older women in their 50‘s. They had smoking athletic bodies. Beth was a sultry black temptress with a nice booty that would put Jenifer Lopez to shame She had. big breast that she loved to show off. Ann was a motherly white woman with breast even bigger then Beth. They were filled with milk from her nursing days. They b...
My hand resting in her soft hair as she rests perfectly and properly at My side. A place earned and cherished by B/both in the journey that is shared. The soft glow of the torches on the walls flickering across her tender flesh and illuminating her green eyes as I gaze down into them. My fingers grip the softness of her auburn hair and tug her head back, M...