Kyle looked at the reflection of his light blue eyes in the mirror as his fingers deftly worked the electric blue silk tie around his neck. He adjusted the knot and collar and took a deep breath. Exhaling, he ran his fingers through thick brown hair. Reaching for his black Armani suit jacket, he put it on over his broad shoulders and stared at himself for a...
The following is another entry in my Elise series. If you haven't read the any of the other stories, don't worry, you can enjoy this without reading them first. If you've read any of the others and enjoyed them, thank you. In case you're new to the series, the main thing you need to know is that Elise is a rather naive, sexually free woman who's madly in lo...
"Holy fuck, Shannon! That was incredible!" I panted as I laid on my back; my chest splashed white with my own ejaculate. Shannon, my girlfriend was still kneeling between my knees. With my butt raised and supported by her thighs, she slowly but continuously pumped her strap-on in and out of my asshole. "I'm guessing you really enjoyed being fucked in the a...
+++++++++++++++++++ Actually a 3-part story...read "International Relations", and "Domestic Affairs" to get a full picture of the characters involved. These stories involve straight, group, and homosexual play...just fair warning if any of this offends you. +++++++++++++++++++ Our wives had taken Josh and I by surprise, arriving early from their "girls t...
This is a sequel to Protected By Lentz Trucking, Queen of Diamonds, and Mrs. Sykes's Last Brooklyn Exit. ******** I was sitting one day in a bar with my older, classy-lady girlfriend, Holly Sykes. I had met her while I was driving part-time for a car/limo service called Lioness Limousine. She was one of my passengers and we got involved in "activities" ins...
My name is Cynthia and I am a happily married 41 year old. My husband Stephen and I live in a plush house in an exclusive suburb which overlooks Sydney Harbour. He is a marketing manager for a large retail outlet and I help out with the on-line side of the business. I have a more or less rubenesque figure and am very proud of my big natural boobs that have h...
- Part I Eileen Lindholm was too smart not to know she had stumbled upon the ultimate rookie and I wondered, why the interest? It left me thinking that even in prostitution, there was a special place reserved for the uninitiated, for the candidate who had never donned the hooker's habit. Since I knew nothing about the business of sex for pay, it was the onl...
Bree and Kyle could be friends. I mean, they had some mutual friends and they both posed a puzzle to others, often being strong opinionated, difficult and remote at times. But, no, they almost didn't talk to each other; each one considering the other impossible. That's a shame because they both were trustworthy friends. Bree and Kyle were the same age and...
I call Lust first thing. I feel sick, dialing the number, and even sicker when the receptionist puts me through. She used to know who I am, but now there's nothing in her voice at all. Lust wants to come around on Saturday afternoon, when I'm at work, to pick up some more of her stuff, and that's fine by me; we should have stopped there, but I try to have a...
"So, Laura," Aria said. "I saw you reading porn earlier today." Laura barely glanced up from her phone as her face began to tinge with red. She made a noncommittal hum. Her and Aria's boyfriends were in the room as well. They had the TV on, playing some sitcom Laura wasn't really paying attention to. She was playing a tower defense game on her phone. Her...