I met Caitlin in a night club when we were both aged nineteen. We quickly fell madly in love with each other and within three months we had set up our first home together. Life was great to start with; we were young, in love and could not get enough of each other. However as we shared our lives together we slowly began to have our differences, and our relat...
Her hands fluttered over my head. I planted kisses into the soft wet pubic fleece and on the still open pussy, my tongue licking at the warm used flesh. Her hands moved down on either side of my head. Her fingers stroked softly for a moment at the hollows of her inner thighs, then slowly spread the fleshy, hair-rimmed lips, allowing my mouth complete access...
Note: This is the first part of a two part story. That ass. That sweet ass. How the hell was a boy supposed to concentrate when Professor McKenzie was bending over her desk, letting her short skirt ride up. After all, this was the Professor Denise McKenzie, the very one who had once posed in Playboy. The one who had penned an entire book about oral sex. Ov...
With deepest apologies to the band The Offspring. This story popped into my head while enjoying their song 'Self Esteem' and it wouldn't leave me alone till I wrote it down. I hope you enjoy it. * Colin listened to the phone ring and ring. He was sure he was going to get Shelia's voice mail, but at the last minute she answered. "Hello?" "Hey Shelia, its...
To better understand and enjoy this chapter, I suggest that you read Betsy's Creampie Parts 1 and 2. *** I was working from home. I had several conference calls; the last of which was a long, boring dissertation by some know it all from accounting on the benefits of their new system. My mind drifted. I leaned back in my chair and sipped my coffee. I though...
It was Saturday night and she was all alone in the house. Her mother and sister had gone out to have dinner and see a movie that she'd already seen, and she was happy to be alone with time for herself for a change. She worked so hard during the week on her studies that these few hours were precious, a time for a full fantasy masturbation. Her social life was...
I hear the door open and close again. I call out "Darling, I made your favourite – Key Lime Pie." "Hey, thanks." I hear him say, as he empties his pockets on the hall table. "I'm in the bedroom." I hear his footsteps coming down the hallway. He enters the bedroom and does a double-take, while I grin broadly at him. I am lying naked on a clean white shee...
Patty and I had invited Dot and Jack to come over for dinner on Saturday night with the intention of trying to get them to swap sex partners for the evening. Actually I already knew that Patty was ready and even though I hadn't told Dot about our intentions I knew that she was willing. The only uncertainty was Jack. I had no idea how he would react. Just bec...
Author's note: WARNING: There is the tiniest touch of reluctance/non-consent and scat in this chapter. Oddly, I don't like either much, but they were necessary for the evolution of the plot. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in sear...
Brianna awakened Saturday morning to find the sun streaming through the windows and onto the bed where she lay. She looked around and saw that Ken was not in the room. She listened closely to the sounds around her, trying to tell if he was in the master bath or not. She did not hear him, so she got up to try to find Ken and see what he was up to. Brianna fou...