Chapter 2 – Cast off I don't know if she was ashamed of having been so unabashedly seductive, or if she'd found a way to get Paul to help more, or even if she'd figured a way to get by on her own. Regardless, I didn't see Sandra for several weeks after our dalliance. One day, as I was returning home from work, I saw her working in her front garden. From th...
Midnight. Kirsty stepped from the shower, her hand reaching for the towel rail to steady herself. She was still woozy from alcohol. The work do had gone on longer than she'd thought and she hoped Fiona would forgive her in the morning. Kirsty dried her mane of shaggy dark hair and wrapped the large blue towel around her. She felt a much fresher now though s...
I've always been self-conscious about the size of my penis and testicles. I'm on the small-to-average size, but always been able to sexually satisfy all of my lovers. One aspect of my sexual function that I've always been personally proud of has been the volume and force of my ejaculations. The amount of semen I would produce can only be described as "copiou...
Darla got the attention of the ladies and had them resume their seats on the sofas circling the slave. He has become uncomfortable on the exam table, restrained with his legs spread wide in the stirrups. The slave was returned with his cock and balls red and raw from over use during the last twenty-four hours. His balls were empty of the saline solution whic...
I was born on the Bicentennial and my wife, Jenny, was born on February 29th 1972. She frequently reminds me she is even a little older, implying she's even more mature, during Leap years. She is country girl from Iowa and was pregnant when she graduated from high school and married the father, the youngest son of a rich farmer. The marriage didn't last very...
Note to the reader: This story contains heavy futanari/dickgirl/chicks with dicks on male action. This story additionally includes anal, tentacle plants, and urethral insertion, also known as sounding. If you don't like these themes, then this story is not for you. * His name was Jemidah, and he was supposed to be a sailor. Briefly, he even was a sailor, s...
Every week I am sent to this particular hotel on an assignment. I have the room key already. I'm there to meet a mystery lover. He has given me specific instructions. I pull the curtains together to darken the room... I undress putting my skirt and blouse on a chair, leaving my stockings and high heels on as instructed.... I then kneel on a foot stool at the...
Sex just keeps getting better. That is not to say that it isn’t true what they say about old age not being for sissies, it just means that along with all the aches, pains and blown joints, there are compensations for those who keep working on their relationships. On personal terms, I mean the sexual relationship between my wife, Honey, and me. I can honestly...
Dear Reader: This story is a sexual fantasy and is strictly a work of fictional and is intended as ADULT entertainment, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real life every day. Therefore the author encourages the reader to practice safe sex always. If you are offended by sexually explicit conte...
"Are we going to the usual spot," asked Kim, referring to a small waterfall deep in the woods behind their property. They both had changed into swimwear as to enjoy the cool water on the hot summer day. Kim changed into a dark blue one-piece swimsuit she used to swim laps in her school's pool. Kim relished the tightness of the one-piece admiring the taught f...