I was sitting at the bar and staring down into my cocktail, trying to ignore my roommate. Julie was all over this obnoxious frat guy, playing with her skirt and pushing her tits into his face. I was pissed at Julie at the moment and wanted nothing more then to go home. Normally I could identify with Julie, we were in college after all and she was one beautif...
Please note that the author retains all intellectual property rights in this work. This work may not be copied, published on another site, or distributed in any other way without the express written permission of the author. However, comments are always welcome. * * * * * She'd asked for it. A true feminist would balk at such a statement but it was the tru...
I write these stories for my long distance lover to help her along in life and she often reads them to me on the phone as we pleasure ourselves. She is not very experienced, but is willing to let me have my way with her, so my letters also serve to give her some idea of what she will be subjected to upon our next in-person tryst. I should also mention that...
We've been together for five years and we are still very much in love. I would die for my Christi and I think she would do anything for me. My problem is my wife is Bi, while I'm a dedicated lesbian. Don't get me wrong, I can appreciate the male body and wonder at some of the big cocks we have gotten for us, but they do nothing for me except be part of the s...
This story is set in the Delhi Nights universe and makes reference to previous stories, but it isn't necessary to have read those stories to enjoy this one. Thanks for reading. *** Rahul stepped out onto the balcony of the hotel room and looked out at the twinkling lights of Delhi spread before him. The air was humid and warm with the charged scent of an...
The night is warm and silent, the air drenched with heat and static, distant city lights reflecting murkily off heavy clouds. Vicky's leg presses momentarily against my shoulder as she clambers up the tree trunk- foot in hands, knee on shoulder, black leggings and white dress brushing past my face in the darkness. Feet on shoulder, tattooed ankles, painted t...
I lived with my ex girlfriend, Sarah, in a condo years ago. It was a busy suburban area. Pretty much any shopping you wanted to do was within a 10 minute drive. So it was very convenient. We were in our 40s and had enjoyed an open relationship for a number of years. It was always very easy to find a big cock guy for her to have fun with. That was never an...
This is one part of a two part work - one story looked at from the male and female perspective. The other part - First Meeting - Her View - has been written by Cute Joy. * I know you are expecting me and that you be dressing to please me but I thought I might surprise you by arriving early. I can hear you moving upstairs - you clearly found the cottage key...
I'm not sure who was more surprised at my reaction to the surprise party. Certainly She expected that I would enjoy my time, She is very considerate like that. But I think it took even Her by surprise at how much I, for lack of a better word, gushed like an excited teenager when telling Her about the experience. I think that's partly why She insisted I write...
Amanda was a divorced woman approaching 50 years in age who was visiting with her close friend Penny on a long weekend. The two women had grown up together, married brothers, raised families and divorced the brothers following a wild sexual afternoon at a convention. Penny had a weekend lover, a young stud about 25 years her junior, who showed up at Penny's...