Ellen stood in the steaming shower trying to prepare her self for what was coming. He would be here soon and she knew this would be a serious session. Her bottom seemed to tingle in anticipation. Her stomach had butterflies in it as she scrubbed herself. Still she could not deny her growing arousal and she lowered her hand held shower massage towards her a...
This is the sequel to "Penance Days Ch2". Enjoy, and if you do, please leave a public comment. Thanks. * "My daughter is sometimes so old-fashioned," she looks at me inquisitively, then continues, "but now that she is gone, let us go inside." She stands up, walks over the porch and I hear her disappear into the house. Damn, what a great ass she has.... S...
This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationship with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. Grateful thanks to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions and...
I told the young man we were to meet in a motel room. We both love meeting that way. There is something particularly sexy and forbidden to me about motels. I've always admitted a peculiar fetish for them. The fact that it’s neutral territory. No real life interruptions or distractions. The knowledge that untold numbers of other people have had sex in this sa...
She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and...
Sam woke before sunrise, glad to see a new day approach. He'd had dark visits all night, but couldn't tell if they were wish-fulfillment dreams or part of his psychic gift. Sam regarded his abilities in a way similar to victims of childhood abuse. The guilt and shame were ever-present secrets he tried to hide. He stroked himself for a few minutes, indulging...
"Are you ready to hear more?" Sue asked Tom already knowing his answer. "Once we were in she turned and kissed me lightly on the cheek thanking me for a lovely time, "my pleasure" I said smiling "but the evenings not finished yet." "Umm, that sounds interesting" she said as I took her hand and led her towards the lounge. "I'll open a bottle while you make...
I suppose I should tell you why we were here. We had moved recently. My wife had decided to join the Newcomers Club so she could get to know people. I am not a social person. I went to two meetings and that was it for me. She went to everything. Eventually she found a group that she could get along with and she began to see them outside of the Club. I had m...
It was late. The glaring fluorescents had dwindled and died, replaced by the single 60 watt that stood guard over his cluttered desk. The sounds of industry had faded to a steady, isolated humm of air conditioning and the growl of a vacuum in the exterior hallway. He was alone, or so he thought. "I had to come", she offered in hushed tones, afraid to shatt...
"You're a pervert then," said Shirley, "You wanting me to flash and let other blokes touch me up, and fantasising about me being screwed by them, makes you a pervert." "Well that means me and about 50% of the male population then, because it's one of the biggest male fantasies." I said a bit defensively. "Look; when we go out you get dressed up so you look...