“I’m kind of nervous,” I said to Jake, as we stood in front of the door to his friend’s apartment. I was still buried in layers of winter clothes; gray snow dripped off my boots onto the welcome mat. “Why? You’ll like my friends.” He stopped and hugged me, kissed the top of my head. “I’m glad that you’re getting to meet them. They were beginning to think I...
I watch you sleeping; your steady breathing is comforting as I see your chest rise and fall. It's Christmas morning and I know soon our house will be full of the sights and sounds of Christmas. I smile as you murmur in your sleep, turning your face towards me. I lean forward; cupping your jaw I run my thumb across your bottom lip, feeling your breath puff ou...
She ran a comb through her hair, her mind lost in thoughts of what was about to happen. God, it was going to be good. She couldn't remember the last time she'd wanted a good, hard fuck so badly, and her reflection in the candlelight only made it worse. After some deliberation, she had decided to wear a Catholic schoolgirl uniform, and now here she sat. Her w...
It'd been a while since Mary had an orgasm that wasn't self induced. She'd spent all day texting her friend and colleague, Alex, who worked only in the next office along from her, but the sort of messages they'd been exchanging weren't suitable for a work email system. The subtle innuendo's had long since past. These messages were bordering on explicit, and...
DAY 3 - MORNING The second day has come and gone. The urge for release never hit you as hard as it did last night. Every single moment you remember. So many times you feel the burning itch. So many times you feel the tip of your clit rubbing helplessly against the fabric of your panties. Begging silently for the one firm flick that will take you all th...
(I recently received a request for a continuation to "Playing by the Train Tracks", so here it is. This is for you, Bron.) After Mark and I returned home, we ran to the bedroom and popped in the videotape. The images of me fingering myself, and Mark jerking his cock until he exploded on my face made my pussy tingle all over again. Mark was breathing heavil...
"I wrote this story to get my wife hot and horny for some hardcore fucking, it worked, by the time I got home we were both randy as rabbits." Harriet waited excitedly for Victor to get home from work. Earlier in the day, he had e-mailed her the story about what he was planning to do with her when he got home from work. Harriet had read the story and become...
Chapters 1-3 are in my old profile livinglife55 ***** It had been 3 years since our first underwater sex trip to PA. Between remodeling and upgrading the house, a career change for her, and her daughter's wedding, we had not found the time to go back there. In our remodeling of the bathroom we had put in a slightly longer and deeper tub, but we were still...
I pick you up at your place...you look ravishing...A nice long kiss hello...lots of tongue...hand on your ass...squeezing tight...I move one hand to your breast...I can feel your nipple getting hard. As we drive to the restaurant...my free hand goes from your breasts to your thighs...I love pinching your nipples and making them hard...your soft thighs encou...
I found that once I graduated from high school, I got to see my friends less and less. I was under the impression that I would be free and near completely unoccupied- how wrong I was! I was excited about the fun and games and the weekly outings to a club we finally agree upon partying at. But nobody has time. Somebody always can't make it. Uni. TAFE. Work. S...