True to her name, my wife Dixie is all Southern girl. Having been brought up near Atlanta, she speaks with that cute/sexy accent. Dixie is a sweet as the tea she drinks. She has lovely smooth curves, unlike the skinny California girls I grew up with. She is also shy about our making love, keeping all references in the bedroom "where they belong." As she beco...
I'm not married but my stories are what I hope my married life might be like; full of love, devotion, imagination and sex. --Sultry81 * You keep asking if you can watch me during my personal playtime. I've been telling you no for 2-3 years now. You won't give up. You're sure that it happens because I tease you and ask you for a new set of batteries for my...
Chastity giggled as she hurried down to the gardens, thrilled that her father was leaving for the day... whenever he left she would rush down to the extremely attractive 29 year old black man that worked in their garden. At the young age of 18 she found him fascinating, not in the least because her parents kept her so sheltered. She'd been in the outside wor...
This is the eleventh chapter in the series HouseKeeping. It would be best if you could first read Chapters 1 through 10 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 11. This chapter has a little more than sex in it in, actually a lot more sex in it, an effort to keep the attention of the horny readers. But the story is still erotic as hell...
My Japanese wife, Makiko, and I went out to a very nice restaurant for dinner. With two small children, a night out was truly a luxury. The babysitter was Makiko's 55 year-old Aunt, who was visiting from Japan for the week and insisted that we stay out late, go dancing, have some fun. At dinner, we consumed two bottles of wine; which was very rare for eith...
I had such a long day. I really needed to relax. Actually, I could think of a few other things I could use tonight, but those options weren't available. Alas, I could think of nothing better than a nice, long, hot bubble bath. I turned on the water, adjusted the temp so it was plenty hot, and poured in some of my favorite lilac & vanilla bubble bath. While...
I have been stressing over what to give you for your birthday, but with some ingenuity and help from our friend, Fifi, I have come up with the perfect fantasy gift... You come home from work, and I meet you at the door wearing nothing but a smile and carrying a glass of scotch... and a blindfold. I give you a long, hard kiss, tell you to take a healthy swig...
I slip the shoes off of my feet, and carry them in my left hand. It is past midnight, and the hallways are dark and quiet in my dormitory, so I creep as quietly as possible. I climb the three flights of stairs to my floor. I reach for the stairwell door, and it swings open towards me. "Well, well, well. Where have you been? Still out with Will? Or with one...
My first "escort". First I suppose I should make clear that we did NOT go anyplace. Escort simply is the title she used to advertise. I am really old, a lot older that you are if you are reading erotic fantasy. Unless you are sort of a pervert- I mean, who reads stuff like that anyway? And who writes it? Only males? Every story has some woman instantly...
Samantha grimaced, licked the salt off Melissa's wrist and slammed the tequila back. She shuddered as she leaned over the coffee table, towards Wendy. "Gah!" Wendy quickly pushed a lemon wedge in Sam's mouth who immediately bit down and sucked on it. Melissa shuddered herself. Wither it was remembering her last shot, or watching Sam's tits shake she wasn'...