A warm flushed feeling came over Emma as she laid by the pool in the late afternoon sun. She could feel a look from the hot waiter as he passed by with a tray of drinks. Gio had been eyeing her since she got there the previous day, She knew this of course because she had been eyeing him as well. Which is one of the many reasons she had decided to go toples...
(Inspired by "Ravaging A New Host" by Little White Mouse) By The Preve Thanks to Emerald Mbuku for the edit. Emma Burgess watched the plane sink into the azure blue waters of the lagoon. Bad luck all around. "We are fucked," she said to Doug. "And the week started off so well." Actually the week hadn't started off well. Emma didn't really want to come t...
Emma stood in the cool bedroom, shivering slightly and feeling more terrified than ever -- and this had been a day of quivering fear and mixed dread and anticipation. Three weeks earlier, she had been at her Catholic boarding school, finishing her 'A levels' and wondering if she would get the grades that she needed to study history of art and when she could...
Emma loved her husband, she loved him a lot. He was a really great guy, just he was never around and, well, he was lacking in his sexual skills. This lead Emma to a problem, she was 23, horny as hell all the time, and her husband who was supposed to be the only man she was with for the rest of her life was never around to please her and when he was, it didn'...
Not my usual fayre. Just a simple love story. * "I am only teasing you Emma, I really don't mind being on a public beach. The sunbeds aren't that bad and at least the males we have seen have been young." Emma turned lazily and looked at her friend. "I know, Claire. We are here for as long as we want, and William H. is not going to be here for another fiv...
Emma sat in the secluded Gazebo, escaping from the crowd for a few minutes. The gazebo had been a pleasant surprise in her wondering stroll through the large garden. Emma watched the shadow's dance in dusk's false light, hearing the sound of the party in full swing drifting across the low hedges as she rested. The party was just one more in the long line o...
Crystal, my much younger wife loves to be admired by men. She is slim and stands about five foot seven tall with long dark blonde hair. She is always teasing guys when we are out. I know that when she wears her short skirts, she flashes the expensive lingerie that I buy her when she sees the opportunity. She rarely wears a bra and loves to display her small...
In retrospect this wasn't one of my proudest moments, although it wasn't like I was taking advantage of a child because the chunky cashier I was with was almost 20. My being in my early 60's made it a little strange, but Emma had come with me of her own free will. I merely offered the ride. Getting the cherubic cutie to where we were that night, standing in...
"There we go," Celeste cooed, her seven forked tongues tickling Emma's ear. "Niiiiice and sssssoft and cozy." "Yesss..." Emma whimpered, squirming eagerly as the coils rose up her ankles, entwining around and between her thighs and up her whole body—so, so, so smooth, so warm, vibrating and pulsing with a sinful force that made the jungle witch's muscles tu...
I slowly opened my eyes as my cell phone buzzed on the nightstand beside him. Rolling over, I grabbed my phone to shut off the alarm. It was the end of a terrific month in London. My first trip to Europe hadn't afforded me the opportunity to take in any of the sights, but had still been a thrilling trip. The bedroom was dimly lit by a thin beam of light th...