He stood on the steps of the garden surveying the party. He didn't know the guests; he'd had a friend tell him about this hotel, and thought he'd give it a try. It certainly was a far cry from the Ramada's and Holiday Inn's he'd always stayed at before. It was an old hotel, still called Carruthers Hotel, though under different ownership than the original o...
"Travis?" I call as I enter our home. I don't hear the familiar, "Daddy's home!" from our son. "Honey?" It's quiet. Curious. The car was in the driveway and I smell dinner. Walking in, I pass the entry to our seldom used dining room. "Hello." I start at your voice, soft but stronger and lower than normal. I take a deep breath at the sultry scene you...
I peer into the mirror lazily. I dry my skin and pump the lotion from the bottle, realizing it's running low and I'll need more soon. I look at the alarm clock next to the bed and realize I'm running late. I hurry, lathering on the lotion to my freshly shaved legs and my bare arms, before glancing back into the mirror before I go to pick out something to wea...
My name is Anna and I'm 31. I have to admit I was quite a late developer, in that I was a big fat kid throughout my adolescence. It was only in college, when I got my first boyfriend, that I blossomed into a Xena-like tall, slim, long-legged brunette, with narrow hips and heavy, 38E tits. I discovered sex and that having it made me look good and feel great,...
The night seems very dark when Jeyle glanced away from the fyre. The light went no farther then the nearest trees, everything beyond that was lost to the black. Jeyle shivered and moved closer to the fyre. It had seemed such an easy bet to win. All she had to do was spend one night, alone, in the middle of the Forgotten Wood. In return, she would get $3000 c...
These Date Night stories are 100% true to the personal experiences of me and my wife. I have not embellished or fabricated any of the actions. That being so, some of them may not be as wild as other stories on the site, but you can be supremely confident that every act, thought, and feeling are absolutely real. This is the third entry in the series, and a...
The window was slightly frosted over from the frigidly cold weather that blew through Toronto and high up on the 22nd floor of the Eaton Chelsea the winds were especially violent. The sliding door seemed to shudder with each gust of wind that echoed up from Lake Ontario. I was looking out onto the Yonge St., strip down upon the often garish lights that twink...
Chapter 3 -- Bad vampire, no blood! The shower felt great, I was a hot mess after my night with Rick and needed to clean up. I knew I had only known him a couple of days. Hell he was the first person I talked to besides admissions people on campus. I found myself really hoping he would be okay with it. It was maybe premature to say he would be mine, and I h...
Cat turned towards him, the blindfold keeping her from actually seeing him, but the gesture was habit as much as anything. “So, where are we going?” “You’ll see. . .” She whimpered slightly at the answer. His voice seemed to come from everywhere at once, vibrating against her ears and flooding her with the warmth that it always seemed to. She clamped her...
Per my previous letter, I described how my daughter-in-law Christine seduced me and then offered me to her husband to be used as their sex toy. I also noted how she said that she would tell my husband of my indiscretions if I did not obey her every order henceforth. Well as I anticipated she called me the other day and ordered me to show up at her house for...