I'm not going to tell you my name, suffice to say I'm one of Cleo's patients and you'd recognize my story if I did. In my "Case Report", upon which my story is based, I sound like a sex-starved slut, who simply can't get enough cock. I'm not. That misconception might also arise from the fact that during my story I was rudely introduced to anal sex by a black...
Everybody is over 18. *** My friend invited me over to do some homework this weekend. I show up to his house around noon Saturday to work on some English homework and his mom showed me to his bedroom. I knocked on his door and walked into him staring at his computer screen, and I could have sworn he was watching porn but I didn't want to ask any questions....
She crawls up from the bottom of the bed so that she can get into the favored position. I draw my legs up and spread them in anticipation. "Sir, could you move up a little more, maybe push your pillow up further so that I can fit more comfortably down here." I lean the pillow against the headboard. My head is now tilted downward to give me a perfect view...
{Chapter 6 Black As Night} "Fire is being contained." Came the static-y voice from the other side of the radio. "Any sign of arson?" Someone else on the channel asked. After a static-y 'no' came through the line, Jessie turned off the radio. "How on earth could the house catch on fire? There was nothing left for that to happen....it has to be arson...may...
we've known each other for years, i've desired her for many of them always in my fantasy is her, beautiful and lush, myself, and my lover, gentle and quietly dominant. when recounting my fantasy, this is what i told her... my fantasy involves you, me, and a couch. we're both naked, your hair is down, the silky length of it draping over your shoulders, tea...
I looked across at her as we drove home from the restaurant. The split skirt she was wearing had come open a little, just above the knee. It showed a glimpse of her lovely tanned legs. My God, I love this woman. I placed my hand on her leg as I drove and the skirt fell open a little more. I let my fingers trail up her thigh, she moved slightly in her seat...
Slowly, I sank toward the floor, ultimately kneeling on the cool hard tile and feebly gripping the edge of the countertop. I could still feel my heart beating faster than normal, and even though he was no longer moving deep inside me, I could still "feel" him there, his girth forcing my body to accommodate him, his length brushing against my cervix. I could...
If I was imagining a dream about you, I would take my time. There would be lots of passionate kisses and touches and licks and nibbles; lips, ears, necks and nipples. Then as a little time goes on, as the heat starts to flare then would be the ripping and tearing and the lostness of getting caught up in the heat of the moment, when both of our bodies begin...
Scene opens on Carrie, languishing in a claw foot tub. Her legs are glistening as she raises each out of the water to run a soapy hand down their length. Sunlight streams through the window near her, surrounding he in a golden aura of soft light. Cut to shot from behind the tub, we see her long dark hair moist from the steam draped over the back of the tub....
Bill, an elderly friend of mine was on a business trip to another town. He was staying in a seaside hotel. It was late evening and he was having coffee after a light dinner. Bill was alone and lost in his thoughts of recalling how about ten years back he was staying in the same hotel but that time he was accompanied by his wife. They had a wonderful time tog...