You climb into bed next to me trembling in anticipation and glide into my arms. I hold you until your shivering stops. My hands slide up and down your spine pressing you close and I feel your warmth. I lean in and kiss your cheek, then your lips. You kiss me back, hard and passionately. I can feel the stiffness of your breasts press into my chest as I hold y...
Act I: Boundary Issues Author's Note: This is a work of non-fiction. Any resemblance to fictional characters or locales is unintended and purely coincidental. ___________________________ The flirting has been going on for months now, building up, simmering with each week that passes, like a stew that is left to slowly develop character. Up until recently...
I watched as my wife's stud pulled out of her, his cum trickling onto the coffee table. She got up and put back on her polyester uniform pants, her fat ass leaving two sweaty circles on top of the table. To think a year ago she was an executive, who would never have worn polyester, and did not even really know one black person, but now? How did it all happen...
"That's why I wanted to settle!" The businessman shouted into his Bluetooth. As he shuffled along the busy city street, no one seemed to notice his disgruntled features. He was young looking, but his face appeared haggard, and it was clear that stress had already taken a toll on his body. "Yes, that's my point," he replied to whomever he was speaking to as...
"Fantasy fest is fun," Chloe said. "What?" asked Maggie. "It's in Key West, Florida. Thousands of people show up and parade through the streets and party all night. It's illegal to be nude in public, but even a string of beads counts as clothes. Lots of strange people. Homosexuals, bi-sexuals, straights. Old, young, etc. Come on, you need a break." Maggi...
"Michael?" "Yeah?" He rolled over and looked over at me sleepily. "Fuck me." He kissed me gently, stroking me face, I hungrily kissed him back. I yearned for him. We had been apart for so long. Ella died, and then Michael and I drifted in our grief. I stroked his face, I held his face and kissed him hard, trying to tell him my need, trying to tell him I lo...
THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL This is my new series about Dr Niecy Nash and the Niecy Nash Sexual Performance Clinic...Enjoy *** Dr Niecy Nash was sitting in her office, looking over some medical records of future patients. She started the Niecy Nash Sexual Performance Clinic, because she was looking for a second career and to accomplish a more intima...
I drove to a secluded farm out in the sticks. Miss Black sent me there as part of an executive retreat on Servant Leadership, and I had no idea what I was walking into. I doubted there was any cell-phone connection and if there was, it'd only be a bar. Miss Black told me to let my fiancé, Staci, know I wasn't going to be able to contact her this week anyway....
Kate awoke that mid-May Sunday morning in a sweat. It was already in the upper 70s and it was only 9am. She rolled out of bed to open her window. As she flipped off her blanket, her vibrating dildo fell to the floor. Kate giggled. She could not help herself after the night she had at John's house. Although she had brought herself a wonderful orgasm, that nee...
"I'm so happy you're investing in the Paincafe and our subsidiary, the Dungeonopolis Gift Shop, Liggins." said Seneca Smorthwaite. She was so happy that some money was being pumped in here. The master/slave scene was so online these days. "Yes, it's great. I do have one condition, though. I have a relative, ah, Limbo Lawrence, who needs-needs work." Senec...