I enter our candlelit bedroom wearing only my short silk gown you gave me last Christmas and see you standing, backlit by the flickering scented candles, in your sheer floor length negligee with every delectable curve of your soft body exposed. I can see the gentle curve of each hip between which the parted lips of your shaven pussy are glistening with pearl...
Erica Rivers moaned to herself, whispering something nearly inaudible. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." She was panting now, letting her body succumb to the motions of her palm against her clitoris. "Wait, what did she say right there?" Aaron Abrahams asked. "'Fuck, fuck, fuck'?" Vijay Patel answered, somewhat baffled as to how Aaron could have missed Erica's repea...
ONE My wife, Linda, had taken the boys and gone to surprise her widowed mother on the occasion of her 74th birthday. Still young enough to be excited by the prospect of seeing Nana again, Ryan and Alex—7 and 4 —chattered ceaselessly at breakfast, their little mouths stuffed with pancakes, syrup spilling off their Styrofoam plates and onto their bare legs, c...
A white woman and a black man become "shipmates" on a Caribbean cruise. Author's note: This story contains adulterous, interracial sex. If that subject matter offends you, kindly choose another story category. Please take a second to vote, and your comments and feedback are always welcome. ***** Day 1 (sail away) "Don't forget to pack your new flip-f...
One day I answered an ad in the local Swing paper. I got an answer with a telephone number. I called. I heard the most delightful English accent. We set up a date at her home. She asked if I minded if her husband would be there. I thought that was real cool, a man who allows his wife to bring her lovers into their home to fuck -WOW! But then, Europeans alway...
The next morning Bill got out of the house early, avoiding Nancy. Shortly after 9AM he called a guy in town who had worked as the client contact on a project that Bill had supervised. He had heard that Joe had gotten a divorce in the last six months. He made a luncheon date. Bill and Joe played 'Whatever happened to ...' until the food arrived. After the wa...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 Chapter 8. Date Knight Friday Afternoon and Night, May 23, 2008 "Sam, I know what you want, but I had an idea about something we could do now to stretch the night out. How would you like to go on a date? An overnight date?" "What! A date?! How... what... where... I have nothing to wear." "Yeah, big surprise, I figured tha...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to a reader for his story suggestion and support. * Melony was excited. She had agreed to go on a girls night out with a bunch of other women from the office. The most exciting part o...
Jenny Summers was sixty nine years old, retired, modestly wealthy and sound in wind and limb. She swam twice a week, played Tennis and jogged. She was slim, long limbed and firm busted, toned but not muscly. She lived in a five bedroom rambling Victorian pile, in a quiet leafy street on the outskirts of London. The house had been her home since childhood. He...
Walking down the street, Sasha tried in vain to keep her tail under control. However, it seemed to have a life of its own today. Her aroused emotional state caused it to flit about restlessly, clicking the ground with every other step and smacking tree trunks and sign posts along the way. With a giggle, she lifted her tail to her left hand and held it firmly...