It was hot and very humid for this part of the world. Just standing there in the dark of night, I was sweating. Or was it just anticipation? Maybe both. I stood at the open window for several long moments, watching her as she slept. She wore only a white silk nightgown, and a plain teal satin sheet covered her from just below her shoulder. Long, dark hair f...
Disclaimer: If you are under 18 or otherwise legally restricted from viewing material of an erotic nature GO AWAY! If you are offended by sexually explicit material why are you here in the first place? * Another evening, I await her pleasure, knowing as always the torture that stalks my night. She swirls in, pendulous breasts swaying freely under her long...
I thought about that night quite a bit over the next several months. Nearly every time I looked at my tattoo or caught its reflection in the mirror my mind slipped back to that incredible experience- laying there with Betty's sweaty feet plastered all over my face while she worked on my arm, let alone the incredible handjob that followed. Suffice it to say...
--Now Three letters. One word. No clue. The text came through at 2:41AM here in Los Angeles. Mistress sent it from New York. She's flying West today. We haven't seen each other in six months. The anticipation is killing me. I decide not to respond, figuring she'll tell me what it means soon enough. She is due to land late morning. She'll spend the day ca...
My husband and I have most things in common but not my love for techno music, dancing and raves. So for almost the first three years of our relationship, I experienced those things without him. When I went to raves, which was about every other weekend, it was a girls' night out. He was cool about that but I still felt bad that he wasn't interested in sharing...
This would require you being tied to the bed! Let's set the scene. You are tied to the bed with soft ropes, each hand above your head, each foot spread out to the corners of the bed. You have a silk scarf tied around your eyes, it lets light in, but nothing else. The music playing, softly in the background, is some sort of rhythmic house beat, not too loud,...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic...
Chapter 5 – Dinner and Desert Marie pushed off from the shelf and looked around, she really didn't need anything from in here, she hoped nobody notices her emergence as she opened the door and stepped out. She looked around slightly paranoid that somebody might be watching her as she made her way back to her desk. She looked at the clock and thank god it...
Pip looked like she might puke all over the tent. She always had more to drink than she should. In the five years we had been together, she had never failed to wake up with a sore head after a night out. 'Lets have a sauna,' she said, lifting her head out of her sleeping bag and looking at me through greasy ruffled hair. Her breath smelled beery. She still...
Heat permeates your entire body, seeming to consume your soul. Not in a bad way, though. Actually it is very comforting. The waves of heat caress your skin while a soft southern breeze stirs the air. Walking barefoot through the grass, you step onto a patch of sand and sigh contentedly at the feel of it swallowing your feet. The heat and abrasiveness of the...