A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Thirteen. 1997. (March.) Gary, mid-twenties. The hotel, paid for by the client company, proved to be a plush affair although the receptionist informed me that the lift was out of order. She summoned a porter to carry my luggage up to the room, which was on the second floor....
David Burton gripped the steering wheel hard as he drove downtown. A slight sweat beaded his brow. He glanced in the rear view mirror. His beautiful daughter sat there quietly. Her sapphire blue eyes watching the passing scenery as the light faded and another magnificent sunset broke over the African city of Harare. His thoughts were far from the sunset, ju...
As I approach the bed, I see mommy take a tube and rub the contents all over the toy, rubbing it up and down teasingly. "Come here Mandy." she says, as she pats the bed where she wants me to lay. She kneels behind me as I lie on my stomach and asks me to lift my ass up a little, so she can remove my panties. I lift up and feel her pull my panties down to...
I pull up in front of your apartment building. I pause to check my appearance in the rearview mirror. I run my fingers through my hair and shake my head just enough to give it that tousled look that seems to drive men crazy. I exit the car and stroll into the building smiling at my reflection in the mirrored walls of your lobby; golden complexion, kinky tw...
It's a beautiful sunny afternoon. I'm outside tending to some steaks on the grill. You're over at the picnic table fixing a salad in a short sundress the flows in the light breeze. I can see your curves as the light shines through the fabric. You're hair shines in the light, you shoot me a sexy little smile and I wink back at you. I turn back to check on th...
What if you could go to work, walk up to any female and say "Strip, turn around and bend over your desk." Can you imagine what would happen? You would get slappedYou would end up in Human ResourcesYou would be fired straight away. What if that didn't happen and it was just a normal day in the office to those concerned. I was walking towards to execs lift...
She invited me over for lunch one day – a day off work for her was a delicious excuse for an afternoon tryst. She was in a rather flirtatious mood, and did her best to dress the part. She wore a very cute, short plaid skirt, tight low cut sweater to show off her curves quite nicely and a pair of heels to match the sexy thigh-high tights. She would turn an ab...
They walked over to the lift, Ryan feeling both aroused by the insistent pressure of the ring around his groin and self conscious that someone in the office might notice his erection and put two and two together, coming up with five as Nathalie walked with him. The fact she'd chosen today to dress up didn't help either, every time he looked at her the ring a...
This is Marie taking her turn at domination after the story "A Kinky Afternoon". This story can certainly be read and enjoyed on its own, but you might want to read about the Kinky Afternoon first. * We're together naked – but I'm exhausted. I apologize and beg for you to let me sleep for an hour or so. You pout a little but give in as long as I take a Via...
This time she knew she was dreaming. It was the same dream she had had the previous night, or rather, a continuation of it. Her first awareness of it was when she was looking at herself sitting on the bedknob in the mirror, and feeling the knob pressing upwards between her thighs. Because she knew it was a dream, she tried hard to stop herself from imitatin...