He returned to work on Monday morning, sore in ways that he had never even thought possible. Juliet's introduction to new pleasures had made him feel like a new man. Albeit, one with a sore backside and legs that felt like gelatin. Not once throughout the weekend though did he penetrate Juliet. It had always been the other way around. It really didn't occur...
Authors Note Thanks once again for all your support. I didn't have the time to write this experience as one story thus it's two parts. Hope you enjoy! Ice ~ The Ice Fantasy continues... Ecstasy. Eternal Bliss. Fireworks. That's what I was expecting to feel but it didn't eventuate. No, you had something more cruel, more sinister, more dominating in mind....
Do women really like getting their pussies slapped? Of course we do! Well, some of us anyway. And ladies, do give it a try if you have never done this, you'll be pleasantly and orgasmically surprised. The reasons pussy slapping is so popular are many and varied. Sometimes it's because we have pussies that need to be deliciously mauled before we orgas...
Hiro woke up that morning to the scent of something unfamiliar but amazing wafting from his kitchen. He groggily moved to throw the comforter off his body and got out of his bed. He ran his fingers through his long tresses as he tried his best to shake the sleep off. On his way out, he kicked a few articles of clothing littering the floor away and padded d...
Part three - the dreaded choice My wife and Mistress is now dressed beautifully and ready for a fancy meal and a few cocktails at a rather expensive restaurant and bar. I met my wife in our spare bedroom where I immediately see what has been laid out on the bed. There are two outfits, one is my nicest blue suit with a new shirt and tie that my wife has obv...
After high school graduation, I took a summer job selling magazine subscriptions. I needed some serious scratch if I was ever going to move out of my parent's house, and I knew that if I waited too long, I'd end up like my older brother. At age twenty-three, he had taken over the basement den with no intention of leaving. And why should he? He mooches food...
"Oh god, that really isn't me is it? John, you mustn't show this to anyone else, I'm acting like a whore!" Those words sounded hollow now, after three years, my life had been turned upside down. When I had said 'yes' to John that Sunday afternoon I was just starting out in my career as a young probationary teacher. That was gone now, my job had disappeared...
My body melted into the hot bath that I drew moments ago. The perfume of lavender soap mixes with the scent of his sweat that still glistens on my naked body. My muscles thank me as I rub my sore legs in the water. This was our fifth encounter tonight and with each one I feel myself submitting more and more to him. I sigh and sink deeper into the water as I...
A few years back my husband sent me to a former lover. He was tired of all my dissatisfaction in life and one afternoon he told me what he wanted. I was cooking dinner. The kids were busy on their computers. He told me that after dinner he wanted me to change into something attractive, pick up a six pack and go and visit Scott. We had talked about it before...
For Rmastyx, thanks for helping! * She was across a busy street, about a block away when I first saw her. She stood out in the late afternoon 'rush hour' pedestrian traffic. So many drab outfits on all the women this afternoon...same as just about any other day. It was the way her short skirt danced as she walked, the lively bounce in her step that caught...