Susan was in the kitchen pouring a mug of coffee, decked out in the white sundress of the day before, her pert body startlingly obvious through the shear material. Her eyes were red, she moved slowly, but had a secretive smile on her face that told plenty. I poured a cup of the steaming brew and sat at the table across from her while she filled me in on the...
Jessica Willows was in love with her job at the nearby donut shop where they provided warm freshly baked holes, rings, crullers, and more. Jessica's co-worker Jack always up early to open the shop, he often called her brown locks the color of the chocolate sauce that was splayed onto the deep fried goods that were sold. Jessica was always annoyed with getti...
The doorbell rang and she put down her coffee, tightened the belt on her robe, and walked in a little bit of a huff to answer it. She'd been expecting these contractors for three days, and only this morning, at 6:45 or so, had she reached one of them at home and been able to demand that they show up today or else. "What a pain contractors could be!" she thou...
Rhonda woke to the smell of coffee, bright light and an empty bed. As her sleep-muddled brain started to wake up, she first realised the empty bed, connected to the coffee smell and that Michelle and Jane had gotten up without disturbing her. She also worked out the brightness was sunlight, probably not that late as mornings in an Australian summer, started...
The al fresco dinner party had been a great success. Kisses and hugs all around as the assembled, slightly inebriated, guests, began to say good night. Amidst the commotion, my turn arose as the hostess turned to me with a big smile. I felt her left hand on my arm, and leaning in for the assumed usual air kiss, I felt her right hand on my left breast. She...
There were two things she loved: sex and coffee. Both of which I enjoyed immensely as well, so it made our relationship that much more pleasurable. I hoped that she chose me because of my outstanding love-making talents, but I'm inclined, in hindsight, to think it may have been more for my state-of-the-art coffee machine. It was one of those large, built-in...
Chapter 1 The Erotic Massage Note to Readers: This will introduce you to Michael who is happily married a little over a year to Jennifer, a nice piece of femininity. Jen arranges a massage from a black masseur creating an opening for Michael's secret fantasy. There is interracial sex in this chapter and a lot of pussy and ass play as we watch him wear th...
Content to lay in his lovers arms Bill was caught completely unaware as his groin muscles clamped down some ten minutes later. "My dear Teri, I must leave you... like now!" Bill rapidly withdrew from his lover, scrambled off the bed and darted towards the toilet. Crossing the threshold of the bathroom he knew the toilet was too far. Bill jerked open the show...
I woke up with a hangover. I waited for my eyes to adjust and squinted around. He was in my bed with his legs wide open his dick was covered in dried cum. I moved out of the bed slowly and quietly. I splashed some water on my face, I could see the red bite marks on nipples from previous night and i still felt them tingle. I applied mosturizer on them and sl...
"No, we will not go to the shower now," I said in a mild authoritative voice. "Yes Sir," she said, kind of pouting slightly sticking her lower lip out. "Each pout or whining about My directions will get you five swats with the leather paddle slave." "Yes Sir." "We are going to do first things first this morning so that you learn some of your responsibili...