Indeed there was much work to be done and Malika agreed to help him magically re-build parts of the temple as well as generally making the place feel homier. The great hall was filled with long dining tables where they all ate together. Fires were lit in the air to keep away the chill of winter. The rip in the ground filled with water that had been the baths...
I have always loved to masturbate. As long as I can remember, even before puberty, I've enjoyed the deep, tingling sensation of stroking my clit, of using my hands to give myself a high unparalleled by drugs or sex with another person. As I aged, and became used to my body, I could and would masturbate anywhere. I can masturbate in the car, in bed, in public...
Dana and I had been seeing each other for a few months. We were both stuck in unfulfilling marriages but neither one was going to leave their spouse. We would meet each other whenever we could just to fuck each other's brains out. Every once and awhile we would escape for the weekend on "business trips" that had nothing to do with business. This was one of t...
The Dungeon – Three Vignettes of the BDSM Lifestyle at La Playa Author's Note: This story provides little character development, as I hope you'll see in the first two paragraphs. To understand the narrators readers may want to review La Playa Ch.1 in the Group Sex category. Scene 1: Master Paul Hector screamed. He didn't cry out, moan, groan, pant, or mum...
It's been a while since I last posted a story about Debbie and Ken and their lust filled adventures on a Private Island. If you're a new reader, you can get the whole story by starting with Chapter 1. The short version is our couple receives a mysterious invitation to a weeklong expense free trip to a private island. Each day they explore new sexual adventur...
________ Chapter 3: His fantasy becomes reality. ________ "So that's what's been goin' on," I finished. My wife sat there, no discernable expression on her face. I began to fidget as she remained silent. I wanted to add more. I wanted to justify my actions; to beg for forgiveness; to demand satisfaction. But the silence built. I had said enough, now it wa...
This is chapter five of How I fell in love. Please read the earlier chapters before reading this. I am also aware that this one has lot of loop holes that I intend to fix in the next chapter. All feedback and suggestions are appreciated. Thank you for reading! ***** I rubbed my eyes lazily as I walked out of the bedroom in need of water to quench my pa...
Katie got up from where she was sitting on the couch and noticed that there were wet spots on the cushions. When Pat and Chris set her down, they forgot to put a towel under her and cum was leaking out of her ass and pussy and had caused a wet spot. Also, the load that Chet had dumped between her shoulders had trickled down her spine and left a long, wet spo...
As Denise walked up to her desk at work she was expecting the day to be like most others, fairly straightforward and routine. But when she sat down, in the middle of the desk was a hand written envelope with the name Alyson on it. Her heart skipped a beat as Alyson was the name she used in part of her life outside work - in fact a very different sort of life...
Pete used the hem of his shirt to wipe at the sweat running down the side of his face. It was far too hot to be painting in the bungalow. The windows were open but there wasn't any breeze. Where was his lazy arse brother David? He'd begged Pete to help him out with the redecorating of the house he'd bought with his girlfriend and now he wasn't anywhere to be...