Behave or not set aside. We meet, it is at the airport. You've worn a skirt and no panties, a top with buttons and a soft bra. We chat and you get wet and wetter. After a bit we finish coffee and you're close. My hand is on your leg and you hitch your skirt. You look in my eyes as my fingers slip to your pussy. Slowly I pet, and caress. You just watch my...
Back in that alley, dressing after such fantastic sex, wet through from the rain, both still light headed and tingly from the experience. We walk back into the street and get a cab. I look at you sat there, soaked. Your nipples are still hard and pressing through the fabric of your blouse. My cock stirs again, growing thick in my suit trousers. You notice me...
This is the continuing story of Lisa and her husband, as they try a high-class escort for the first time. ***************************** I slowly slid myself down and leaned up against the headboard. Lisa snuggled into me and kissed me long and hard. 'Honey, I'm really getting off on this. What do you want to do now?' she asked, her warm full breasts pressi...
Tara stared at the hulking brute chained to the stonewall of her parents' house. It was still a little bit like Caveson. It had his arms, his green eyes, his stomach but they were larger and more beast now. His whole body was covered in bristles, thick like that of a hog and black. It was deformed, the legs of a man mixed with that of some unholy thing, musc...
It was about 10:00 and I was lounging around my hotel room in San Antonio when my cell phone rang. I grabbed for my Bluetooth and stuck it up on my ear and hit the button to answer. "Hello." I thought I knew who it might be. "Hi Baby." Her voice was sweet and almost mischievous sounding. It was my sexy wife, Joy. "How are things back home?" I had been do...
Instead of going out this year for New Year's Eve, my wife Laura and I decided to have a party at our house. We are a fairly young couple, in our early thirties, and most of the people we invited were also right around our age. We invited about 40 people, and were pleasantly surprised when 30 or so actually showed up. Everyone seemed to have a great time. Th...
When they walked in she knew that she had been caught. She sat there on the couch, her chest rising and falling with every breath, partly from her indiscretion but mostly from the fear. The kids had been asleep for awhile, and, "There wasn't anything else for me to do," was all that her mind would think. Her legs were squeezed tightly together hiding her pan...
The cabin was empty and silent when I woke. Rolling onto my back, I stared at the ceiling and sighed. Vaguely, I recalled waking earlier to the feel of his hard driving cock pistoning in and out of my pussy, then a low groan when he came. The sun was shining brightly, so it was well into morning, and I could hear the lake lapping at the dock. I was a sticky...
Chapter 13 The Slave, The Prostate Heather just sat and watched the exhausted slave. She was beginning to find herself tired also. Besides tired, she was still aroused and had been working on the slave, paying no attention to her own sexual need. This wasn’t something that occurred often, but now that she was feeling that old feeling, she wanted to do somet...
This story developed from a dinner conversation where we discussed writing an erotic story based around a travelogue. It has also been based loosely around a weekend that I experienced many years ago. I hope you enjoy it and I would love constructive comment. * It was nine o'clock when I arrived at the marina car par. Bobbin Head is a spectacular area perc...