Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2003 Couture *********** I blinked away the tears welling in my eyes and looked at the cute brunette in front of me critically. She wore white. White heels, white stockings, white g-string panties, white lace corset. The corset was tight and gave her...
I was nearly done fixing my neighbor's broken dryer, sweaty as could be, as it was already unseasonably warm for an afternoon in April, Saturday to be precise, when the door to the laundry room opened behind me. I wrapped up the last of the repairs before standing up to face whoever it was, thinking that it was Daisy Eisenstein, the sultry soccer mom who had...
"Admit it, you just like watching those tight young bodies in their teeny tiny bikinis." My new wife knew me well, even though we were on our honeymoon. We were real grown-ups, not kids any longer. Part of that maturity meant understanding that we each had eyes, and brains, and that eye candy fed our respective imaginations. We understood that fantasies fue...
One man sleeping over with the bride and with three sexy women on the eve of her wedding, the maid of honor, and two bridesmaids, what are the odds of him getting lucky? I'd say pretty good. Continued from Chapter 03: "Oops, sorry," said Kelly again while laughing. She wasn't sorry that she saw his cock and watched him masturbating. If anything, something...
Most guys have one, the asshole friend that your wife just can't stand. You know who I'm talking about, the one who pulled his dick out in the middle of the bar that resulted in you getting the shit kicked out of you by bouncers, when he got drunk at your engagement party and told your mother-in-law that she was a hot piece of ass she was for her age, and th...
Our honeymoon Tuesday began a little late. I opened my eyes to see the sun in mid day position. Gaby was still purring on top of my chest, a tiny smile gracing her face. Perhaps she was dreaming about how she had swallowed most of my cum in the middle of the night, saving the last mouthful to swap back to me as a 'snowball'. Gaby had been imitating Jazzy, th...
We got married right out of college. Since Candy and I both had great jobs, we could afford to do it right. The best man, Bobbie, was my best friend in college and the man who introduced us. He was also her old boyfriend from high school where they made quite a scandal. She was the typical blue-eyed blond most of the boys fantasized about; he was the big, ba...
"Katie, come on! We're going to be late!" Adam yelled. "Don't rush me, Adam!" Katie called from the bathroom. "You don't rush a woman trying to look beautiful." Adam sighed and trudged walked back into the den, where an angelic-looking toddler wearing a blue dress was sitting on the couch and watching Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood. Adam sat down next to her...
Most of Becci's friends and family still thought of her as a timid and private girl; they were stunned by her wedding dress. She had spent months agonising over the design with her dressmaker to create an honest and exhilarating expression of her true self. It was strapless and the neckline plunged two inches below nipple level, but the gap was carefully tap...
"Quick. Fuck me now. I can't wait til we get upstairs." I could hardly believe my ears. Apparently, the blushing bride of a few hours before, in her haste to drag her new husband aboard the elevator and while making sure her train wasn't caught in the door, had failed to notice me standing in the corner. The reception hall was on the mezzanine level of the...