Princess, Just wanted you to know that my thoughts are always towards you. I was thinking this morning of how much I love to run my fingers through your mind and paint upon your emotions. I am grateful that even when I happen to paint a black stroke upon you, you are always willing to open up and express your feelings. I love the openness of our relationsh...
I've known my Wife for years, and find her terribly sexy. Turned on by her movements and her mannerisms, I'm constantly at odds with myself not to trample her with my desires. Point of fact, I'm usually rejected. Maybe it's the way I come on to her, or maybe there's a deeper more physiological problem. She knows it bothers me, and I know it bothers her. Bu...
The air in the lounge was filled with both aromatic and visual sexual pleasures as Phoebe continued to enjoy the skill with which Anna ploughed her Mistress's slit with her tongue. Phoebe's hands were on Anna's head ensuring that the penetrations from the latest addition to her brood were deep and long. Anna made muffled sounds as she battled for air whilst...
Thanks for the comments and feedback! I'm working on part 2, but got distracted with other stories The flyer was half-hidden under a layer of other, competing advertisements on the bulletin board, but a phrase caught Morgan's attention as she glanced at it on her way past: "multiple orgasms?" She glanced around the empty hallway in the basement floor of...
'Hello there – how's it going?' I looked up from other thoughts, mostly to do with jiggling the new key into a position where it would do some good, my smile surfacing to acknowledge hers as I nodded back. 'So, are you fully settled into your place?' She'd slowed now on the broad stairwell's landing before my flat's door. In the two weeks of tenancy here,...
You walk into my studio and I can see that you are unsure, You are thinking about backing out, about turning around and leaving, but the tingle you feel in your core tells you that you'll stay. "Can I help you," I ask. "I'm, here for.... Pictures," you stumble over the words, feeling naughty, like a school girl that just learned about pleasure. "What kind...
At 18 a whole world of pleasure was now available!! In my case I often used magazines. I was still living with my parents at the time. However it was hard to hide them so I also used to buy The Penthouse Letters Forum magazine, full of hot juicy stories. I loved Leg Show, with the stockings and thrills, there was Hustler, definitely! I used to even get of...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is written as a counterpoint to "The Dream Jar", submitted simultaneously. The story contains scenes of extramarital and unprotected sex. If that is not your thing, please feel free to move on. Civil comments welcome. * Dennis trembled when he heard the key fumbling in the lock at the front door. In a panic he grabbed the remote...
Juan Gutierrez was restless. Maria, his wife, had gone to Mexico for a month-long visit with her parents and siblings. That was three weeks ago and he missed her terribly. She was the heart and soul of his life. He missed her cheerful bustling around the apartment. He missed the flash of her eyes. He missed her full strong laughter in the face of all life's...
He was awake again. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that it was light. He was naked. Always naked. And inside the box. He didn't know the reason for either one of those facts. They were just a constant reality beyond his understanding. Sometimes he thought he remembered why... or that he used to know... and forgot... it wasn't clear. He examined the box,...