I don't have much experience with girls. But all of that changed this year. I go to a school along the coast. And schools along the coast have one thing in common. They all contain some of the most beautiful girls in the world. I'm a fairly tall guy with dark hair and a dark complexion. Most people tell me I'm pretty handsome; and I'm also pretty shy. Eve...
"Shhh. I hear voices." Great. I finally convinced my wife to make love outdoors, on our vacation in the Dominican Republic, on the beach, and she stops because she hears voices. It's a moonless night, it's 3 AM in the morning, and we're at least half a mile from our resort. Who the fuck would be interrupting our lovemaking? Anyway, I stopped licking her pu...
This is a work of erotic fiction and all subjects in this story are 18 years or older. Tara Conner was nervous as she sat trying not to look at his personal secretary. She knew the woman was eyeing her with that judgmental look. Donald Trumps outer office was large an impressive, as was everything with this man. Tara looked at the framed artwork of his many...
The orgasm that pulsed through me this time made my whole body spasm around his in an agony of heat and contractions that made me think that it might be too much, that it just might kill me this time. The intensity made me finally black out for a second or two. When my eyes opened next, his dark ones were staring intently down into mine, his body still ham...
Amanda's dull life had been restored since she was introduced to her toy- boy called Ian. Talking on one of the social networks, she was overwhelmed that he was a guy who appreciated that because a person was disabled, the sexual needs usually remained. She was apprehensive even sending him a picture of herself because, due to her condition, a rare human c...
Amanda's dull life had been restored since she was introduced to her toy- boy called Ian. Talking on one of the social networks, she was overwhelmed that he was a guy who appreciated that because a person was disabled, the sexual needs usually remained. She was apprehensive even sending him a picture of herself because, due to her condition, a rare human c...
Here I was again. Sitting alone in my living room with only the TV for company. I start to mull over how nice it would be to have someone here. A man. To feel his touch. God it had been so long since I'd been touched by a man. Had been touched like I'd been wanted! I pour myself another large glass of red and settle back on my sofa, accepting that this would...
The sun is hot and blazing as she walks along the stream, following it to the wider river. She carries her paints and easel, looking for a cool spot to sit. She spies a glorious big oak tree near the bank of the river; the water looking so inviting; she sets up her tools and her canvas. From here she can see the magnificent mountains beyond the other side of...
All through dinner she's been wearing nothing but leopardskin bra and panties. I watch her tan body, firm, hard and feel my breath shorten. After supper i relax on the sofa, listen to music, until she leans over the sofa above me and kisses down my forehead, down my face. She opens my shirt and continues to kiss down my chest, her breasts over my face, smal...
Dinner was a formality. Just a way for the two of us to convince ourselves that we weren't being foolish; Meeting like this. Coming all this way for one night of passion. Foolish. Unless... Unless it was more than that. If we went out for dinner at least we could say that we spent some time together, had "gotten to know each other," before rushing into the b...