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It was late and we both have been working way too much... so we needed some relief. My wife's group at work was having an after hours get together to celebrate the completion of a large project and were heading to a downtown bar. I had called her to tell her I was tired and heading home and she said that she would miss me, so I told her to have fun without m...
Embarrassment was only a way to entice me and enhance my sexual nature. Punishment was best when the subject was willing to give, but unable to do so. He often teased me this way. "Now Stephanie, darling, you must be punished." All of my fear of the extra set of eyes had melted away and replaced by excitement. My heart leapt and I watched Master intently....
If that phone doesn't stop ringing the battery is going to go dead, I thought. It had been ringing all morning - either someone wanting to talk or that ding announcing a new text message. Hubby asks "whats up darling? That phone of yours has been ringing all morning." "Yea - " There it goes again - it's another text from Clint. "YOU STILL WANT TO GET T...
This is fictional and the names are made up, although based on people that I know and personal fantasies. I was a senior in college when this all happened. It had been a long week, full of projects and papers. I got off work at 5pm on Friday afternoon and changed into shorts and a t-shirt. A half-hour run was just what I needed before going out for the even...
It was a long day at work, he was sure glad the workweek was over. As he made he way through the traffic all he could think about was getting home to her. By the time he arrived home it was late, the commute from that office takes 2 hours on Friday rush hour. As he walked in the door he could smell the aroma of Italian food filled the air and he could see a...
We meet at the usual parking lot and you tell me you feel like playing pool again. You drive to the same seedy pool hall from last month. I wonder if the bartender who watched you fuck me in the parking lot will be there again. I can't tell if you have anything planned but it wouldn't matter anyway. I am unable to deny you any more. The bartender is there,...
As my wife and I were sitting at having a morning coffee our close friend Helen came by to see if we could give her a hand next weekend with a few things. As the morning wore on we got round to talking about sex and Helen mentioned that we hadn't met up for some fun in a while and wondered if we were up for some when we came to visit her. We both had to agr...
Author's note: Some elements of this story are true, while others are pure fantasy. Details have been changed to protect the anonymity of those involved. The three of us piled into the backseat of Evie's car for the ride home from St. Andrew's Hall. The ska show had been amazing and we followed that up with pitchers of margaritas at our favorite Mexican r...
Sitting on my boyfriend Elias Ayele's face, I felt proud, beautiful and dignified, like a queen on her throne. My round and thick Yemeni posterior covered every inch of Elias's face, and he wormed his tongue into my asshole, licking me like his life depended on it. Lick it good, I whispered, feeling quite content with myself. Who says Arab Muslim women can't...