There are fifteen candles strategically placed throughout the room, one for every year they have been together. They lie on the bed, side by side. Their fingers are laced together and are wedged between their two steaming bodies. Beads of perspiration glisten upon his chest hair. He is naked and she is out of breath, but she is never completely naked. Her...
Author's note: this story is about interracial cuckoldry with strong themes of dominance, submission, and humiliation. Don't read if you aren't into that sort of thing. ***** Michael's first orgasm came as he watched Shawn make out with his wife on the couch. She looked lovely and elegant in her light summer dress, and it was strange and erotic to see his...
She was led into a small room by the raven-haired beauty. Silently she was handed a negligee that could only be described as a scrap of fabric. She assumed she was meant to put this on. The raven-haired woman pointed silently to the pair of high heels that were lined up perfectly next to the velvet-padded bench. The woman met her eyes for a second, smiled, a...
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. The Host began with a tale about a birthday orgy involving a current top film star. The Theatre Comp...
About once a week, my wife and I meet at home for a lunch-hour rendezvous. This is what my life has come to; twenty years with Brenda, two kids in middle school, both of us working, and it seems the only time that we have enough energy for a decent fuck is over the lunch hour. How sad is that? Like most men, I am good to go in the morning, but Brenda is us...
I looked proudly at my Amazonian reflection, clad in the black shiny latex Catwoman suit, with the soft leather thigh length boots and PVC Opera gloves. Brandishing the black leather bullwhip, I looked like the epitome of Latex fetish. My new found slave girl had walked into the main area of her sex shop and invited the guys to come through to the back to...
My wife Wendy and I have been married for 8 years. We are both 40. Wendy has a curvy, voluptuous figure, with a 38D chest, and the best bum I have seen on a woman. And she is all woman. She also has that dirty look on her, which she can switch on from being a cutie in a second. Our sex life has always been good but as time goes by we have added new scenari...
(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 1 Just outside San Casciano dei Bagni, on a picturesque vineyard, a beautiful Italian woman in her early forties picked another drove of grapes from one of the many bushes and put it down in her basket. Grazie Dio... Corrina Martaci exhaled lightly as she...
My name is Karla Stanford. By my own admission, I'm definitely not a pretty gal, let alone one of the prettiest gals at my school. I attend Waltham University in Massachusetts. One of the largest schools in the country. It's full of handsome men and beautiful women. Like I said, I've never been one of the pretty gals. Yet I'm definitely the most popular. I'...
When Julie returned to her room, Mike was still passed out on their bed and she knew that he would probably stay that way until mid day. Even though her husband was totally oblivious to what Julie had been doing with Alex for the past three hours, she was extremely nervous and anxious, fearful that somehow, Mike would find out. She immediately went to the ba...