As Casey sat blindfolded and sipping his drink he thought about asking Mistress Dorothy just how many mystery dates there would be, but he decided against it. She was treating him pretty nice and he didn't want her to think he was complaining. After sitting quietly for several minutes he heard her make a phone call, then listened to one side of a conversatio...
Please read parts 1&2 first to make sense of where you are in the development of my hotwife. **** I was sitting at my computer at home and opened a chat window and sent an initial 'Hi' to my fuck buddy and slut Sam, as I had a lot to chat about with her. I knew she may be out or busy, so while I waited for a reply I reviewed in my own mind the past few mon...
This is yet another story from my friend Kelli, my friend the female collector. Enjoy! AM (Note from Kelli: You should read "The First Time" prior to this narrative. It will explain my first introduction to the wonderful world of sex, this is simply a continuation. --Kelli) Jason and Friends Jason and I were at our usual meeting place at the creek. And...
Chapter 4 Socorro Islands Part 9 Day 4 I vaguely remember getting up and ready for the early morning dive. I couldn't tell you what we saw, or even how long we were down. I sleepily got back to the showers, wandered back to the cabin and instantly fell asleep naked on the bed. It must have been hours later when I awoke. The sun was already pretty high and...
Author's note: My recent story "Rosette" was inspired by medieval tales about young women whose old and jealous husbands kept them locked up. After I'd finished that one I wondered if I could treat the same theme in a modern setting. Here's my attempt. I don't know if it's any good: you tell me. Becky's lounging by the pool again, wearing her microkini. I...
The next morning, Amanda found herself with two dilemmas. The first was how to conquer her sexlessness. The second was what to do with herself all day. She thought her best bet might be to just stay home and loosen herself up all day, but Kerri flatly rejected the idea. "I've got some ideas, but they'll have to wait until later. Besides, you need to relax. Y...
To tell the truth, I would've been shattered by this time in the morning normally – I certainly wasn't a student anymore! It was past 2am and the five of us; the lovely Yannah, big boy Chrysler, chick with an attitude Fin, bloke in a dress 'Anne' and myself were sitting in an all night pizza joint somewhere near the Southampton seafront having bid the club f...
It was Saturday night. One knock at the door and Rochelle swung it open, immediately taking me into an affectionate hug to her firm chest. A full head of deliciously scented red hair buried my face against her shoulder. My lips wanted to taste the silky white skin of her elegant neck. That's what I'd drafted into my erotic story featuring she and her husband...
My story is nothing but my imagination. All characters are 18 or older and none of them depict real people or places. ***** I woke the next morning very refreshed and relaxed. But I was hungry. Last night once we were back, I fell right to sleep and didn't eat dinner. All I had yesterday was my breakfast and a lot of male cum in my belly. I thought back...
I sat at the shiny bar, swirling half melted ice in my glass of rye. I had meant to leave an hour before, but the sheer weight of embarrassment kept my ass firm to my padded bar stool like it had grown roots. I uncrossed and recrossed my long legs for the hundredth time since I had sat down. At least the bar top was just the right height that I could balance...