We meet for the first time, after having many chats on-line and getting to know quite a bit about one another. You've mixed margaritas for us, and we sit and have a real get acquainted talk. From our on-line "chats", we know a lot about what turns each other on. You know, for instance, that I just love a woman with a nice curvy ass who wears tight jeans, sho...
I arrived at Jazmin's house. I walked to Jazmin's front door with a spring in my step. I was ready for some alone time with that sweet Asian pussy. I knocked on her front door. It opened but nobody was in sight. I stepped inside figuring Jazmin was standing naked behind the door. What a sexy greeting! I stepped inside and Jazmin was naked behind the fro...
I get a text from my wife saying "Clean your ass and shave your fucking body! I had a bad day at golf and I am pissed!" I am so worried, but and I don't want to make her any more mad. I hurried and gave myself an enema. Then shaved my entire body. She gets home and slams the door and slams her stuff on the counter. She walks up to me and gave me a kiss. Th...
I got a rare day off in the middle of the week last week. My wife was going to court that morning and told me that since it was opening statements that she would be gone until well up in the evening. I got up that morning and ate breakfast while reading the newspaper. I then decided that I would watch some television. The funny thing about television on week...
Hello, Victoria Petersen here again. The following true story is my second to this site and hope you enjoy it as well as my first one. It took place six years ago when I was 39 and five years after my introduction to big, black cock and my divorce shortly thereafter. Reading my first submission, "An Evening With Edward", will give you somewhat of a backgroun...
You are sitting in your apartment alone, your girlfriend having gone out to have lunch with her friends, and I knock at your door. I'm wearing a black trench coat and high heels...and nothing else. When you open the door, I smile and drop the trench coat. You pull me in quickly; scan the hall to make sure no one saw me. "Jesus...what are you doing here?" y...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the first erotic series I ever wrote, back in 2005-7, long before posting my first story. I have revised and edited (hopefully well) the chapters, but they are pretty much as they were when I wrote them. It is the story of a married couple in love and exploring a new version of their relationship. It is a fairly long series, although s...
Mistress hadn’t come this far with her slave by being afraid to try new things, or to push slave into things he didn’t want to do. That was why she had a slave, to amuse herself by using him in the worst way. It would be several weeks before slave served her in this way again, but Mistress promised that more was coming, and he knew she meant it. Mistress w...
This story exists because I remember. Before you arrive at my home for dinner we have bathed, perfumed and dressed just for you. She is wearing a sheer rose coloured gown...a single layer of gossamer silk. It is see-through, but just barely. And I have a matching gown, but of burgundy. As you arrive I hand you a glass of champagne and point you to a seat....
As Medoka sat in the chair with her legs open and over the arms, I watched as my fingers lightly touched her pussy opening her outer lips and rubbing the pink insides. My mouth watered as she watched me gently play with the folds of her sex. She smiled at me each time I looked up from between her thighs in to her eyes. She said: "Medoka like Budson. You goo...