"What the hell am I doing here?" I thought as my husband Mark pulled our car into the parking lot for the sex party. Yes, the SEX PARTY. To say this is outside of my normal activities would be a bit of an understatement. Typical for me is more along the lines of refreshing Facebook at the computer, going to the gym or, more typically working as a researcher...
"Gooood," Miss Gallica cooed, and Lilra's eyelashes fluttered as waves of soft, gentle, sweet pleasure wafted over her. She almost swooned, but the hand stroking her hair kept her upright, eagerly leaning upwards into the touch. "So easy to drift into my eyes. Into my touch. Such a sweet, silly girl, aren't you? Just my adorable silly thing. You're going to...
So two weeks later, I went back to the tattoo shop to get my nipple rings from Jake. He took me in the back room again and had me take off my top (I was wearing a cute little camisole and jean shorts). He smiled when he saw my titties. He had me lie back and he took a careful look at each nipple. "Looks like these have healed just fine," he said. So he got...
The second suitcase packed, Emma plopped down on the bed. I finished looking around the hotel suite, making sure we weren't forgetting anything. Main room - check. Bathroom - check. Balcony - check. Bedroom - check. Just our bags in here. And Emma, of course. I smiled at her. It was hard to believe our honeymoon was coming to an end. Only an hour or so befor...
She was beautiful. My shy finger traced the shape of her black spots, standing out on her white latex skin as she was sleeping. Apparently, Asha, the small snow leopard, liked sleeping a lot. After our shower incident last night, we cuddled ourselves to sleep without having sex. It was not so evident for me to determine when was a good time or not for this...
*** Lynne came into the bedroom first with two glasses of orange juice. The kitchen smelled so wonderful, it made up for the genuine worry he felt when he didn't feel her in his arms. Then he felt the side of the bed, and it was cold. And he'd called out for her- "Lynney," And when she didn't answer, he felt this queasy dread that he never knew he could f...
She was a cute little Asian girl, probably too young for me at 20-something, with me in my '50s. One day she came to the yoga class I was teaching. She had on long, tan yoga pants that stuck to the sexy curves of her thighs. Her ass was perfectly round. Her small, pointy Asian tits poked out from under a cropped white t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, which...
Sitting on the toilet inside the women's washroom of the Wal-Mart at Barrhaven, I sighed. That's right, pretty Muslim ladies in Hijab do fart, folks. Sorry if that shocks you. Seriously, I shouldn't have had that burger and those fries at the in-store MacDonald's restaurant. After farting a whole damn lot and basically dropping a deuce, I wiped my ass, pulle...
Decision "So we didn't say anything more. We got back to his house, and I didn't really say goodbye or anything. I just kept on walking up to where I'd left my car and drove away." Melissa looked up from her unfinished bottle of beer, which had grown warm while she told Malcolm about her day with Erik. Shame and sadness tempered her voice. She did feel a li...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * I was lucky, for a number of reasons. I had a gorgeous girlfriend, one who stood 5'3 and had a slender build but having been such a strong emotional support for me, she was much larger than that. Shelby had dark brown hair on tanned skin, piercing green eyes that were always full of l...