Leaning across the bed to kiss her husband goodbye, Amy noticed her own naughty scent still clinging to his chin. "How lazy," she thought, "I really need to teach Mike how to clean up after sex." Fortunately for him, there was no time for admonishment this morning. She had a big meeting with the CEO in less than an hour and a crucial dinner with clients toni...
Chapter 1 I haven't had what I would call life-changing experiences very often, a few like beginning piano lessons which gave me a passion that continues to this day. My first sex which, well, of course, continues that passion to this day. It was with my husband, well, not my husband then, but he was my first, I was in college, yes, I was late getting into...
Behave or not set aside. We meet, it is at the airport. You've worn a skirt and no panties, a top with buttons and a soft bra. We chat and you get wet and wetter. After a bit we finish coffee and you're close. My hand is on your leg and you hitch your skirt. You look in my eyes as my fingers slip to your pussy. Slowly I pet, and caress. You just watch my...
******************************** Proofed and edited by Brootforce ******************************** It was that time of year again; time to get the suit out of mothballs and dry cleaned, Nick thought to his self. He headed up the rickety stairs toward the attic, pushing the cobwebs out of his way. He reached the door and rattled the doorknob, causing the d...
Kenny pretended to be asleep when he heard the door open. Cool air washed over him as she turned back the sheet and climbed on the bed beside him. Then her tiny fingers were curling around his rising cock. He couldn't resist running his fingers over the curve of her thigh. "Faker," she giggled. "You're not asleep at all." "Not with a wake call up like that....
Thanks go to my editor Althefish. You're the best. I was in a mood this month. I can't quite say exactly what kind of mood, just a mood. Nothing spectacular, I wanted something; I just wasn't sure what the 'something' was. Then one Wednesday morning it dawned on me, I wanted to have control. I wanted a toy I could play with and do anything I wanted to....
After her experience at the gym, Veronica decided that she was going to forget her usual inhibitions and really enjoy making use of her body to turn her husband on, and, if the opportunity offered itself, shock him by 'accidentally' letting strangers get a good look at her great body. In fact, she had decided make full use of her new found sexual confidence...
"Guess what?" I typed into my instant messenger. "What?" I received instantly. "I'm coming to NYC at the end of the month! Too bad I don't know someone who could show me around." After a minute, I read, "Yeah, that is too bad. Sucks to be you, I guess. LOL! Oh, wait, wait: I do believe I know someone who might be available." "Do you now?" "Oh, yes. He's...
The vulnerability of men's balls fascinates me. I can identify with the women who get off on ball-busting. Of course, some just get paid to do it. I know very well the insecurity that causes men to crave ball-busting, to test themselves, to experience the unbearable and not cry like a baby. Ball-busting is a power trip for the ball-buster, of course—sort of...
My wife started a new job at a firm selling optical equipment about 18 months ago. She was working with the sales team as a sort of account manager. It was a small company and as such everyone quickly got to know everyone else. The owner was a guy called Chris Tyler, mid 40's so about 10 years older than my wife's 35. He was a big bloke, well over six foot a...