Nice, Avril 2006 Mon cheri, Delicious. The words of a man of passion and desire. Just exactly as I would have expected you to write them. You know this but it is so electric for me to hear... and now read... that word that you have given to my vocabulary. Cunt. I have, of course, known of this English word previously. But since meeting you it has been...
Some of you may remember Armando our Limo driver from a couple of months ago, and the sex he had with my wife Cheryl. If not, look up the story to get up to date. Cheryl is an active swinger, but lately not as active as when she was younger. Cheryl is getting older, but still a good looking woman who is 115 pounds, brown hair, brown eyes, and a figure of 38...
After posting an ad online looking for a normal woman to sell me a pair of her used panties, I ended up getting a reply from a girl named Ashley. She described herself as a tall, skinny, brunette and indicated that she could cum lots in her panties for me. This had me turned on, and quickly we had entered into a discussion about the exchange. As we talked ab...
This is the fourth episode in a multi-part story. Although I hope you would enjoy it by itself, it would be better to start with Chapter 01 first so you can understand the context of the situation and get introduced to the characters. This is a story of a journey and is meant to be read in sequence. I was awakened on the fourth morning of the cruise by t...
An icy November breeze whipped through the near-barren trees. Small brown leaves, already curled in upon themselves from the sudden cold snap, broke away to fall awkwardly to the ground. Shrouded in thin sheets of frost, they fell hard and fast, crunching softly upon the cracked and worn sidewalk. It was the sound of autumn crumbling away. The winter that th...
I am the luckiest woman in the world. I think that to myself every morning when he wakes me, the way he's been instructed to. As his hands move over my skin I wake with a smile, anticipating what's to come. He probes gently, slowly easing himself into me from behind. I sigh softly. "Good morning Elle" he whispers softly against my ear. "Good morning M...
"So," she said, popping the last little bit of burger she had left in her mouth, "do you want to fuck?" He didn't even look at her while reaching for his soda on the coffee table. "Christ, Twigs. Ever since you and Tom broke up you've been giving it out to anyone and everyone." She smiled her playful smile and shrugged a little. "I'm not 'giving it away.'...
Let me start by introducing myself. I am Rylan Washer. I live in Chicago and am pretty much one of those bachelors that girls pool over at parties, dying to be the one person to land in my bed and finally my heart. Unfortunately for them, they don't understand I have a rule, I won't ever fall for a woman I have slept with so easily. Women too readily availab...
It's the mornings after we've fucked all night that I relish most. But, why? Do these diurnal moments compare to our tangled, sweaty couplings of the evening prior? Can they be measured against the number of times I screamed your name with abandon, chanted it over and over like a prayer, moaned it like an expletive? In the bright and pure light of this lat...
Chapter 1 She couldn't let him go. She wanted to feel him close to her. She wanted to feel his strong chest pressing against the summits of her granite pointed breasts. She knew that this was going to be her last opportunity to let him know how she felt. "Wait," she called. "Wait for me." He turned and stood silhouetted against the hot, southern sun. L...