Course of Passion -- Day 3 Stuart and Lyn awoke with a start when the alarm went off at 6.30 still tangled from the night before. Stuart sleepily brushed his finger tip over Lyn's breast. She gave out a contented "mmmmm" as she readjusted herself and stroked his chest in return. They lay there facing each other gently kissing as their hands roamed over each...
This is a continuation of The Chaperon. Reading them in order is not necessary. ***** Sarah I had no idea what to expect the following morning. Thinking about the previous night- the outfit, flirting with Ian but most of all the spanking- made me want to curl up in a fetal position out of sheer embarrassment. But some part of me relished the feeling of hi...
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: This story is total fiction. The characters do not exist nor are they meant to portray anyone who does or ever did. The story is ADULT in nature. That means its porn boys and girls and therefore not meant to be read by persons under the age of at least 18 years. In fact, 20 would be better. If you don't fall into this category,...
I woke up that third morning of our time together to feel a soft tugging at my breast. As my mind surfaced to wakefulness my hands came up to his hair, holding him there, closer. He lifted his head away from my breast for a moment and said, "Good morning babygirl." "Mmmmmmmm, good morning Jimmy," I replied softly as he bent his head to give my other breast...
I'm nervous as I wait for you to come into the treatment room. I've been here before, but the last time we discussed my lack of response to the program and what you expected of me. This room is different from the one I was in before... and I know why. Though I am tempted to run out the door, I don't. A tingle of fear and anticipation mingle together in a wa...
Chapter 1 -- Traci is my slut wife I married Traci shortly after I graduated college and started my business. She was 19 and had taken a whole year of Community College. She was from my home town and very hot looking. She was a cheer leader in High School and that's how we met and began dating. I had known her before. She dated a guy I knew in high school....
Swinging in France: The Party Mentor de Lyon As always, the evening began with our before party preparation. Bathing, dressing, and applying Jen's makeup. The only difference between this evening and our usual dinner parties with friends was that we would be fucking someone else, and watching each other giving and receiving sexual pleasures with partners w...
"Can't believe she's done this," I muttered after putting my phone back. "What's up?" my cousin asked and I gave him the look. "That clingy ex again?" Jess chimed in. She was nursing her baby, and she looked over at Chris with a quizzical look. "Yeah," I responded with a roll of my eyes and a sigh of exasperation. She pat my hand gingerly, and I smiled at...
Many thanks to -slighter for editing this story. The information course at the insurance company's county head office had been as boring as expected and the four women were glad that it was over now at eight o'clock in the evening. They were co-workers at a local office in a small Scandinavian town about 40 km from the county capital. All four were married...
The day hadn't started well. Emma had been so excited the previous night that she had hardly slept at all. Images of all that she hoped for had been crowded onto the cinema screen of her imagination. At one point, she had knelt on the floor by her bed, wondering what it would be like to finally hold his erect prick, and stroke its length, hearing his sighs...