The first time he rang the bell to give Mrs Baskin her mail, he was nervous. He had heard about Mrs Baskin from many people and none of the stories were very good. Apparently she was crazy, she smelt, she hated men, and worst of all she was a cat lady. He hated cats. They stunk, they clawed at you, you could never trust them. When she opened the door, he hal...
She was on her way over. It had been a while since we had seen each other. But her car was running well and my roommate and her boyfriend weren't going to be home tonight. It was also nice that all week we hadn't argued not even once. Something totally remarkable for us. I lit another cigarette and I tried to focus on what was playing on the TV. I was excite...
He glances at her across the car as they speed down the highway. The far off look in her eyes intrigues him, but he doesn't think it appropriate to ask his boss why she's flushed and staring out the window at the horizon. Their trip should only take a few hours; he wiggles a bit in his seat thinking about simply sitting beside her in silence for any given le...
To my readers, thanks for waiting. It's been a while since I have submitted a story, lacking proper motivation. I hope you enjoy the latest addition. A story of a couple that exchange erotic chats and emails and how they realize that a mental fuck is almost as good as the real thing! As always, this story is for the sole use of the author and cannot be dup...
There we were again in a tropical island bar owned by the well-tanned locals. Its funny how karaoke is such a craze on these warm Pacific islands. I guess the locals have no other form of entertainment. Anyhow, like many other times, Sasha and I gad spent the day lying out, snorkeling, napping, and then having a nice, candle-lit seafood dinner. By about 12 a...
The packed city club is jumping, the sound of drum and bass pulsates around me, colourful lights flash rhythmically and your eyes follow me as I stalk seductively up to the fully stocked bar. My sequinned skirt glitters as my hips move in time to the dirty baseline, the semi-sheer black body I'm wearing is designed to allow the imagination to wander and my l...
"I enjoyed it also," came out of my mouth as I took my left hand, placed it on his right hand and pushed it to my breast. The above was taken from the last sentence in Memories, Chapter 5, Lesbian Sex. This chapter begins: My mind was spinning about swinging and swapping as Mike was massaging my right breast so slow and softly. Is it possible that Rob and...
It had been the sound that evoked his first memories. What he now knew to be a Bach cello suite had stirred the other sense into recognition. He remembered forcing his eyes open to scan the room to find the source of the lovely music. His eyes straining to focus through the haze of his intoxicated state, the source of the sounds sat naked with the cello deli...
Although several people have already seen my wife T nude, and several hundred by looking at her photo on our profile pic, she's always been reluctant to go to a nude beach where she's totally exposed for a period of several hours. Somehow the time length of being exposed was a something that she didn't want to experience. However, after begging her several...
I was short on cash and was looking for easy money. I found some ways like selling my blood etc. I was surfing online for more opportunities and found a $50 opportunity and registered for a penis size survey. I signed up online. The registration form was many pages with lots of fine print and electronic signatures required. After finishing the registration f...