We were parked discreetly. Debbie had her shirt and bra off, leaning over my spread legs, and fondling my full balls and cock. I was hard, and throbbing, her warm breath just inches away from my swollen cockhead, distended and super sensitive. I was wet with her saliva, her stroking hand sensuously gliding up and down my swollen erection, expertly manipulati...
Jayne secured first my ankles, then my wrists, to the bed frame with her satin scarves. Every now and then she would look up at me, grinning; her eyes would look from my face to the obscene bulge where her cute PVC skirt covered my erection, and back again. Clearly she was enjoying the effect that her stunningly voluptuous nude form was having upon me; once...
I'm on my knees, staring up at a beautifully round, fleshy, tanned ass. It's spherical shape so perfect, and because the woman who belonged to it was bending slightly forward and bending at the knees as if she's about to sit down directly onto my open mouth I was infatuated and driven to fanatical heights thinking about it, looking at it, admiring it...it be...
Chapter the Second: In which our protagonist overcomes a long held inhibition Antalya scurried in her barefeet out the door of her bedchamber and across the terrazzo of the ancient villa. She found that by holding her head upright and her shoulders back and walking on the balls of her feet, she could move quickly along without letting her earrings betray he...
First some background. I am a 42 year old white American living in the Northeast US. My wife, Nasrila, is a 46-year old Punjabi from Pakistan. We have three children, two girls and a boy and have been married for twenty years. We met when she was a foreign student at the university I attended. When we met she was very shy, had not been with a man in bed, alt...
This is my first story in this genre. Thanks to my editors midnight_sky and maebellene for helping me. Do comment and vote on the story. Based on the feedback, I will continue with the series. * All things become clear in death. I know that it's true. Here I am, poisoned and slowly dying from within, yet my insight has never been so profound. I can see al...
Heavy Training Everything about Josh's life changed the day he walked in on Liz's private workout. She had figured out how to use orgasms to enhance her workouts, and Josh was more than happy to assist by becoming her workout partner and lover. As he thought back over the past two years, some episodes did stand out clearly in his mind. The first weeks were...
This story has been inspired by two of Britain's greatest glamour models, but is entirely fictional. Security guard Dave Rivers yawned. It was proving to be a remarkably long day and he would be pleased when he could finish up and go home. It had been one of the slowest days he could remember and he was keeping his eyes open only with some difficulty. That...
Authors note:- I might suggest that those of you who don't enjoy my stories exercise your right to stop reading at this point. We'll miss you, but I am certain in this way we can avoid all the ugliness that tends to accumulate with the comments section; or better still, avoid any anonymity and write and upload your own piece of literature for all to see. I...
It doesn't really get going in Pattaya until quite late in the evening. The wilder party goers usually spend their days at the beach relaxing and recuperating from the previous night's excesses. Then after eating a late dinner, with their batteries recharged they filter into the honky tonks and girlie bars around ten or eleven to begin the excitement again....