She walks into the new house where her hubby has been working on the decorating before they can move in and finds a note instructing her make her way to the kitchen. She finds another note telling her to go down into the basement and once there she wonders what's going on. All she can see is his gadgets, work space and diagrams pinned against the walls. When...
"Mr. Reynolds?" I felt a sudden quickening of my heartbeat, as I realized my eyes had become fixated on her legs. My mind frantically searched for a way to escape the embarrassing moment, but no clever idea surfaced. Pretending that my thoughts had no relation to where my gaze had settled, I brought my hand to my chin in a clumsy attempt to strike a thought...
Shelly's last orgasm had sent a river of juices running from her pussy down the cleft of her ass cheeks. The stranger's tongue followed that trail, lapping up every drop. She felt his hands on her ass, his thumbs sliding in between, spreading her wide. An involuntary moan slipped out from between her lips as she felt his eyes feast on her gleaming asshole. H...
Tom sat of the floor in Ms. Donald's office reviewing which files would be sent to storage, and he steamed. He steamed because the Dragon Lady was having him do this nonsense for the third night this week. (The Dragon Lady is what they called the manager of Tom's department.) Surely the work wasn't pressing, but she "needed" it done "before the roster crows"...
I don't know if she was simply crazy or whether she was involved in some odd piece of performance art, but there, amid the bustle of people rushing from train to train at Metro Central, I saw her. She was dressed entirely in white, down to the white paint or shoe polish on her face. Even the harmonica she played was white. I had read about her, a short snip...
Taryn sat by her window, her naked body resting against the ledge. She stared anxiously out into the street, wanting and needing someone to tease her, to torture her and make her beg and plead for more. She had moved to a new town only months ago, and had not found anybody to drive her senses wild. She stood up and sighed, closing the windows and refusing t...
Eva gets back to her hotel room from her business meeting, glad to be back, the meeting went ok, could've been better, they could all be better she reminds herself, as people don't give everything for nothing. As she flicks on the main lights she jumps as she see's you on her soft double bed, right where she left you before she went out, however she did not...
I was still madly in love with my wife when she filed for divorce but came to realize our own personal demons were making it impossible to stay together. Unfortunately, her demons had destroyed our sex life for six of our seven years together and as I unpacked my things in my new apartment I could think of nothing else but getting laid. A week later I met Me...
Melanie was a really attractive woman. In her early thirties, about five and a half feet tall. She was not slim, but very shapely with a very full ass, beautifully rounded, soft, shown off wonderfully in the tight skirts she loved to wear. Melanie had been part of our group for some time now, and Judy, my wife, and I had both enjoyed some pretty vigorous lov...
My wife and I had a few conversations about my lackluster performance in bed. Basically her position was that I too often rushed to completion without enough attention to her needs and that the whole affair was unsatisfying for her on many levels. I, of course, tried to put it back on her that she wasn't as interested in sexual experimentation and games as s...