Bahamas, Day Eight - Saturday Day eight in the Bahamas started out with the ladies waking up before me. Once I woke, I went out into the living room, and found the three of them sitting, chatting, giggling. "Good morning, ladies." "Good morning, Jason," The three of them said in unison. "Sleep well?" Jessica asked. "Very well. You three wore me out." A...
When we arrived at Amy's apartment, Gwyn and I were both feeling a very obvious uncertainty about how things were going to play out. I had somewhat relaxed into my roll as the submissive, and found myself willing to go along with anything that either of them suggested, but Gwyn was still caught in the middle between being fully in control of me, and not quit...
Sheila came down the stairs to the playroom followed by Dena and Jean. Sheila had told them while they were cleaning up dinner what might happen. All three were excited about the prospects of what they were going to be commanded to do. Jerry and Brady were waiting for them, sitting in the cushioned chairs, each sipping on their drink of choice. Jerry looke...
Hey all I am mike this is my first story for this website. Thanks for reading. On a mid afternoon flight Joe catches an eye of this beautiful woman who is about 5'4 brunette hair about a C cup. He's thinking to himself damn what a fine woman. I wonder if her pussy is shaven I would love to find out. As the announcer said it was last call to board the fligh...
She entered the house. Turning on the landing, she sees him standing there, with all but a shirt on. His smile melts the inner soul of her body. The temptation, the need, she can't hold back. She won't hold back. His cock is hers for the taking. Leaning on the one step up to the kitchen, she takes hold of his cock. His hand going through her hair. Opening...
As I sit at my desk, playing a computer game, I see you out of the corner of my left eye, sitting on the edge of my neatly made double size bed, flipping through a book you found on my floor. I stop my game, get up and walk over to the bed. I grab the book out of your hands and quickly toss it on the floor. You give me a look, a look of shock, but the expres...
I am wet. We are in a cab. The taste of Marlboro and whisky on his breath as we kiss, his hand runs under my t-shirt, fumbling for the release of my bindings. My hand is on his cock, over his tight jeans... he is hard, hot under my fumbling fingers. I rub him through the coarse fabric, as his fingers release the elastic. I exhale heavily as he releases my...
There I was in an octagon-shaped shower, which had shower heads on each wall. The wall was black marble and all the shower heads were on. The water was warm and there was so much steam built up that I didn’t hear her walk in behind me. Squatting behind me, she ran her hand through my legs, briefly grasping my testicles, before running her hand up my lower st...
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Sometimes it just slaps you in the face. My wife Janet and I are in our thirties. On the upper end, actually. I'm thirty-nine and Janet is thirty-eight. Janet is pretty in an ordinary way. After twenty years of marriage I'll admit that climbing her bones isn't as alluring as it was when we first married. Hell, I had to check the laundry to see the size bra s...