"Good afternoon, George Prince speaking." "I'm wet." My wife's voice was breathy, and I could faintly hear birds in the background. I smiled to myself and leaned back in my chair, sliding back from the desk a little and looking out the window across the sunny cityscape, wishing I could be with her. ...but the phone call would need to suffice. "It sou...
The morning after my little romp in the surf with the young woman at the beach I slept late. I was tired yes, but I had also had the most satisfying sex of my life with a large-breasted stranger whom I had exposed myself to earlier in the day. I woke stiff and since my wife was still sleeping next to me and I wanted to imagine the previous night's pleasure,...
As another day comes to a close and as you return back to the hotel. The day has been exhausting from morning to now. Awaiting the softness of your bed after a bath then dinner, you find yourself longing to be snuggled in your robe on the bed. Nothing going on but rest and thinking back on what you could have done differently at the photo shoot. What other...
Wendy had been driving for about 5 hours now on her way from Sydney to Adelaide and was due to fill her car with petrol. The town of Hay was still an hour away and she could have maybe just made it there but thought a leg stretch would do her some good. She pulled into the next service station and commenced to fill up when she noticed the lady at the next pu...
My girlfriend and I once took a sensual massage lesson offered by the Learning Annex. It was a lot of fun and made me open to the use of candles, oil and taking your time with the opposite sex. It even helped my relationship with my difficult and demanding mother, for I would give her a neck and shoulder or foot massage occasionally. After a day or two we'd...
Master placed his silver 9mm handgun against her face, sliding it from one cheek to the other and finally into her opened mouth. It was cold, solid and thick. Oh...My...God. It's a fucking gun? She swirled her little wet tongue around the barrel and wrapped her lips around it. Sliding her mouth over it and tightening her lips like Master enjoys. He pushed...
'Chatting for profit,' that is what Toyboy wanted to call what he did. Being in college, Toyboy, as he called himself online, was making use of friends to fill his pocket. His modus operandi was this: talk to horny middle-aged women and sell them dildos and tell them how to use them in an innovative manner. He was surprised that women were naive when it ca...
Chapter 2: the Next Round Disclaimer: This is a story of fiction. If you are under 18 years old and/or are offended by stories with strong sexual content you should leave now. This story no way claims that this is the sexual orientation of the people in this story. * * * * * It happened. She got this far, but it wasn't in the cards, so to speak. After a h...
Robert maneuvered his slapper skillfully to cover every spot of her delicious, upturned, pale bronzed ass, now starting to turn into an angry pink glow. He wet a finger with his tongue rubbing it against her sensitive clit applying pressure in a circular motion, drawing down sensually, massaging her clit, then her entire vagina driving her into a quivering...
Sometimes things happen that you never planned or wanted. Last summer was one of those times. I don't really know how it happened. It is not like I am in any way unhappy with my husband or our sex life. My name is Diane. I am 25 years old and have been married to Greg for three years, after meeting in college and three years of intensive dating, I was still...