The train was crowded and hot, packed with tourists and people travelling to London for the Olympics and she'd been unable to get a seat, forced to join the masses clinging for dear life onto the handles thoughtfully attached to the ceiling like toys in a children's playground. Feeling mildly claustrophobic, she took deep breaths, trying to ignore the jostl...
We lay there for what seems forever, your hand resting on my hip. I wiggle, trying to get more comfortable. Immediately, a groan escapes you. Your fingers flex on my hip, and I feel you growing hard against my back side. Still not comfortable, I move around a bit. Squeezing my hip, you hiss in my ear, "If you don't stop moving neither one of us is going to...
I see you sitting on your couch, relaxing after a long day at work. You're leaning back into the softness of the couch, your shirt open. You've got your eyes closed, half listening to something on television while absentmindedly running a hand back and forth over your chest. You don't notice that I'm there at first. You didn't expect me to come until much la...
As the first tinge of pink lightens the sky and creeps through the window shade, Gypsy’s eyes open. With her first movement, she encounters a body in her bed. She smiles, then smiles even more broadly, remembering why there’s a body in her bed! Yes! This is the stuff of which her dreams are made. She is living a dream and has been since yesterday. Tommy slu...
Another story, another disappointment. She'd been looking for the perfect story—the story that would get her there, all on it's own—for months. She would often think she had found the story she needed, only to find herself dissatisfied with the harsh details or overly emotional characters. Leaving the laptop to finish shutting down, she rolled over and ligh...
Lying back Stard closed his eyes, "Not yet Stard, we are just getting started." The mistress said. Taking her right hand down, she started fondling with Stard's now soft shaft. With her other hand, she reached the back of Stard's head and pulled his head to her blossom. Looking at the tender and firm breast, Stard instinctive kissed her cleavage and then m...
When we first got married, in 1996, my wife, Mary, was quite conservative. She didn't even own a 2-piece swimming suit and would never consider going out in public braless. We'd been married for 3 or 4 years when it suddenly dawned on me that the thought of people seeing Mary partly or totally nude really turned me on. At that moment, I started on my, stil...
It's the early morning hours, the sun has barely peaked over the horizon as the front door slides open. He enters carrying the usual affair. Laptop bag slung over his shoulder, hands full of food and drinks. He places the laptop onto the chair just inside the door and leans over the desk to set down the food. With the load off of his hands and shoulder, he...
It's finally Friday. The evening subway is packed with more after work zombies than usual; not surprising given the recent temperature spike. People that usually walk or take the bus are also on the subway tonight. You stand at the back of the train still dressed in your work 'armor', almost conservative. Your skirt, almost too short for the law firm, has a...
While the crisis created by a resident's complaint over the threesome at Hannah's apartment evolved and then abated, Harry was literally lying low. He was informed about the complaint on Tuesday along with everyone else in the Club, and fully expected someone from security or the administrative to summon him for a dressing down, but nothing happened. Wednes...