I really, really like Tuesdays because I know, when I get up in the morning, that before I go to bed, I am going to have at least one, and probably more, toe curling orgasms. Orgasms that literally start with a tingle in my toes that signal, within a few seconds, that I am going to have one of those purple brain moments, shaking virtually uncontrollably, as...
Since the night of the "payoff", I can't even remember what the bet was about! It's all I've been thinking about since that night. Originally, the payoff was for Lisa Anne to dress up to my liking and go out to a local bar with me. As to be expected, I picked out the sexiest outfit for her to wear. Lisa Anne at first protested to my clothing selection, but c...
I really have no one to blame but myself. It is 100% my own fault that I am currently standing on the wrong side of our locked bedroom door. My beautiful wife's sighs and moans of ecstasy clearly audible through the thin wooden door. So close and yet still so restricted from me. She has just finished cumming for the first time tonight, that I know of, and t...
Sara stood in the shower enjoying the sensation of a warm, steady flow of water caressing her petite body. Cupping her very small but firm breasts, one hand slowly slipped down to her light pubic hairs. Her palm began rubbing against her mound. Next she probed the entrance to her small slit. Now her fingers began working their magic and found her clit. Soon...
Even after twenty years, I remember the first time swapping came into our conversation. Cathy and I had been married only a year or so, but she was always receptive to talking about pushing the sexual envelope. She had been that way even before we were married. She often went braless, giving (accidentally?) down blouse views to those who looked, flirted fair...
I don't know why every man I meet in the dating world wants me to dominate them. Just because I'm a six-foot-two, blonde-haired and green-eyed, athletically built Caucasian woman who gets called Amazon by onlookers at least once a day doesn't make me a dominatrix. I just want to make this painfully clear before we get started. My name is Hilda Von Rossbach a...
On her way home from the airport, Tasha phoned her husband. He had called four times since her flight was supposed to have landed at eleven a.m. "Reid?" "Hey, sugar. Where are you?" "In the back of a taxi. My flight was late." Tasha pushed sunglasses up into her crop of shoulder length curls which were a muddy brick color the same tone as her brown skin. "...
A lot of people in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, seem to have a problem with interracial relationships, especially when the interracial relationship in question involves a Black man. Oh, well, to hell with the haters. Canada is changing. Lots of Africans, Arabs, Chinese, Indians and others are filling up cities like Toronto, Ottawa, Montreal, Vancouver and ev...
It had been weeks since Marcus had met Laura at the hotel in Lexington, but the memory of it still gave her chills...his touch, his smell, his kiss. Although he had been to her office a few times since, he seemed distant. And invariably someone would come into the guidance office and prevent them from being alone. Sure, they might steal a glance or a smile,...
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