He was impossible not to notice in his tailored white dress shirt, the top casually unbuttoned to hint at a savagely masculine frame underneath. It hung on him with the same perfect ease that he also wore his confidence. My breath stilled as our eyes met across the lounge, and his sensual mouth tilted up in an arrogant, knowing smirk. His Italian leather sho...
"Bye honey, I'm off to Coach Rick's house again!" my wife Michelle called, grabbing her purse and her sunglasses, walking over to where I was sitting and planting a kiss on my lips. "Again?" I asked in surprise. This was the second workout of the day. "Yup," she affirmed. "The state competition is in two weeks and he says I need to spend as much time with...
Let me start by explaining about C. The first time we bumped bones it was somewhat unsatisfying for us both. Don't get me wrong C used to be a dancer, properly trained and with a physique to match. At 5'3" in her dainty stockinged feet, her slender frame swells perfectly at the hips, her soft, firm behind forming luscious globes to grab. Her perky round bre...
"I want you," I whisper in your ear. Lying on my bed, making out like high schoolers, things have stayed fairly PG so far. Your arm tightens around me and I press my body into yours. I lick around your ear and kiss down your neck, soft kisses, trying to gently tease you. My hands run down your sides, tracing along the top of your jeans. Your body is stiff an...
We have made plans to meet, and have agreed to meet at the bar at the casino, behind the main stage. Nice and private. It's dark. We sit next to each other, in a booth, hidden from view. You wore that black dress that I love so much-the one where you don't wear any underwear with. I love the fact that you're not wearing a bra or any panties. Although I love...
*A Banana-fied story. In other words, the material was largely written by someone else and with their permission, I made it more my style. Apparently, that style is flowery and musical, in a good way* The night began as it always did. Ding went the doorbell, a rousing vocal salutation followed by the customary hug and backslap. I smiled as I always did. The...
"Bist du mir treu?" flüsterte sie ihm ins Ohr während sie sich liebten. "Bist du mir treu?" "Ich bin dir treu!" entgegnete er flüsternd. Ihre Lippen trafen einander und in völliger Exstase küssten sie einander, als ihre liebenden Körper miteinander verschmolzen. Sie liebkoste seinen muskulösen Brustkorb und fragte ihn endlich, w...
*The following is a short story, so if your not into much character development or just dislike short stories in general, this one is not for you. But for those who DO enjoy a short read, I hope you enjoy the farce that I've concocted below!* *** My wife, Michelle, is something special. We got married in 1981, and back then, she was built like a brick...
She was standing there beside the bush heaving after her run, sweat glistening on her toned arms and long legs, and her round firm breast stretching her tank top. I was just completing my third lap around the trail beside the river, on a Saturday morning, when I saw her, and I guess I stared at her a bit too intently, because after a couple of seconds she ca...
This is a true story about my husband and me. Let me begin by telling you about us, we are married, happily for 10 years, both average height, I’m curvy, not fat, many people say I have a lovely shape with ample breasts, long brown hair and green eyes. My husband has rugged looks, olive complexion and when hard a 7-inch long and fairly thick cock. We lead a...