I was 32, not young, but not old either. I'd had several relationships, none of which satisfied me, I didn't know why, I was successful in everything else I did, just not relationships, it felt like there was always something missing. Then one day that changed, not over night but it changed, when I look back now I can see it, now it all seems so clear. I m...
I'm a bit nervous and shy. We each have a beer, and exchange small talk, while sitting at a kitchen table. When some of the shyness has worn off, you offer to rub my shoulders. "OK," I say. You move behind my chair and start to knead. "Mmm," I say, "that sure feels good." You start rubbing my neck, and then slip your hands down my shirt and onto my firm...
It seems as if it has taken forever to get to this point. I have teased, fondled, and satisfied you. Finally it's my turn. I must have you inside me. You turn to me, finally I can see the need, the want in your beautiful, soulful hazel eyes. "I want you," I hear you say in your southern drawl. "I want to hear you moan. I want to hear you beg for me." I wra...
"Damn, damn, damn," I mutter as I race downstairs to meet you. "You're home!" I cry as I wrap my arms around you and kiss you deeply. I am so hot that I'll take what I can get, even if it means a vanilla fuck instead of the ass reaming that I want. I reach down and start undoing your belt. "You're especially eager tonight," you say, laughing. "Let me just p...
Saturday morning I wake up groggy forgetting for a moment where I am but then I feel your cock pressed firmly against my now naked buttocks as you didn't want any clothing separating you from me even if it was only a thin layer. My memory slowly returns. I thought it was a dream but I smile at the fact that you indeed did agree to spend the weekend with me a...
The thought of you leaves me so unfocused throughout my day. I keep having dreams that I want so bad to become reality. We sit in a group of friends just hanging out on Halloween night. There's a crispness and sense of tension in the air. My costume is made up of tight clothes that accentuate every curve of my toned body. Add horns and a whip and it matche...
I’m lying on the sofa, waiting for you to get home from work. It’s hot and sticky outside, so I’m wearing just my white panties and a tank top and I have the fan directly on me. All day I’ve been trying to ignore the warm tingling between my legs. I know if I save it for when you get here, it will be so much better. The TV is on, but I’m not concentrating...
I was having some writer's block with the story I've been sort of working on for over a month, so I thought I'd try something else just for fun. Of course this came out in one day, written largely on my commute—is it weird to write this kind of thing on the train? Please don't tell on me. It's a little different, but I hope it's still enjoyable. ———— I thi...
I sat back, running my hands through Missy's silky blonde hair. I loved seeing her on her knees between my legs, her tits hanging out of her sexy yellow dress, her hot tongue lapping up my come. With her, it wasn't enough to empty my balls down her throat. I wanted to see her play with that wet pussy. "You look pretty, baby." I pushed her hair back from...
The episode I am about to relate took place in the winter break following the summer vacations in which I had had the good fortune to deflower my cousins Madhu and Sudha and their friend Lata. (For more details read the series 'Loves of Ramu' written by my good friend Sahebji). I was looking forward to the month long winter break so that I could again fuck...