Still gazing into his hypnotic, commanding eyes, I pulled down the the speedo and liberated his cock from its tight lycra prison. His weighty, engorged member slapped my chin as I released it... making me flinch and eliciting an altogether too feminine gasp. "Where did that come from?" I vaguely remember questioning. My new master chuckled at my coy reactio...
Harold flipped an omelet on the pan. He knew that Cybil had arrived with her husband. He wasn't going to give her a grand reception but then again, for Psyche's sake he would try to be nice. Sighing, he turned off the gas and went to greet his second daughter. Just as he reached the living room, a lithe female body collided against him and hugged his tight...
Author's Note: Thank You so much to everyone who has taken the time to send feedback and/or leave comments. It means so much. Thank you also for your patience in waiting for this chapter. I hope it is to your liking. As always, the disclaimer is listed below. This is a romantic story with erotic themes, story being the key word here. If you aren't looking f...
She paused for a second, catching her breath and took a sip of green tea sweetened with honey from the aluminum bottle which rested in the side pocket of her black and red backpack. The weather was warmer than normally expected that season and she was glad she'd worn the light, summer pants instead of the thicker gore-tex ones; spring was always tricky in th...
THE NEXT DAY (Act 2 of 3): MY TURN "You must be kidding, right?" You grin at me with a flushed, glowing face. "You know how I like chocolate!" "Well, yes, I--know--you like chocolate," I reply, "but you know I haven't had my breakfast yet. And whose turn is it to be snacking anyways?" Certainly, the bag of goodies, which is on a nearby table, has an array...
Mr. Larken walked into Meg's office with a file in his hand. He dropped it on her desk and then perched on the corner. He knew that annoyed Meg, and did it anyway. Meg looked up, saw what Larken was doing and braced for whatever was headed her way. "So, do you think you can get your new boyfriend to cut us some slack on that bill of his?" he asked in a rat...
"Shell, I'm only going through with this because I know you'll hold it over my head for the rest of my life if I bail." Shelley had snuck her friend a phone as soon as she thought she'd be home. She was ecstatic for her friend's "date" tonight and was half expecting Kiki to bitch her out for the not so subtle push to go out with Aiden scheme. But as she li...
Shelley had just returned home from a long day at the office. Pointless meetings filled up her day and she was contemplating grabbing a slice of vanilla sponge cream cake and just zoning out whilst watching reruns of Sex and the city. However, summer was coming up and she was working hard on her summer bikini body. She just recently turned thirty but still...
DIARY OF ABIGAIL VAN HOUTEN The next morning I woke up, still in the chair next to the bed with a terrible crick in my neck. Mark was standing in front of me with his sheet wrapped around him; he was looking for something on the floor. He found it and bent down which caused the sheet to cling to his nude body and show off his physique very nicely. Then he r...
Sophie blinked hard in an attempt to stop the impending tears. Walking alone back to the flat from the station was always the low point of her day. For it immediately followed the highlight, her train ride home with Oliver. Tall, athletic, blond hair and blue eyes, Olly was a Teutonic god. Just turned 25, flirty, charming, charismatic, Olly was Sophie's worl...