Miles and Dawn were your typical upper-middle class couple. Living in the suburbs, dealing with the usual stress of work, kids, and bills, they often took separate trips for an hour long massage. She was an older masseuse and trusted by Dawn to give nothing more than a real massage with no "happy endings". Their relationship was strong and sex life was gre...
Deborah is a real diva. She is a sexually charged wife who finds little satisfaction at home, even though her husband is devoted to her. But hubby James likes to watch, and Deborah gave him many opportunities. Deborah is a platinum blonde who, at 33, retains a very womanly shape. She is not a skinny little thing, but neither is she overweight. She is all cu...
I was called back for my marriage or Nikah as it is called. Before a priest I was to say yes three times and I as I did Farah became my wife we were locked in holy matrimony. Before my marriage I had told my cousin Samiullah to make sure that the woman I married was hairy. I need not have worried as almost all Aral women are born hairy. She had light eyes an...
Damien went for drinks. You had danced close and kissed the Detroit tourist earlier in the evening while I observed closely. You had not responded to any of his blatant requests. Damien had already asked about "your gentleman friend" as he termed me. "Will he mind me paying you so much attention?" "It's ok," you said. "Bill loves to watch." "Then come...
Paul stirred from a deep slumber, awakened not by sound, it was a quiet Sunday morning, their bedroom's available light subdued by thick closed drapes. His heavy eyelids fluttered open, momentarily remembering the dream of being on a raft surrounded by water. The urgent need to pee painfully prompted the naked man to get up. Spooned next to her woman, he s...
Butter. What is it about butter? Just a stick of it turned a dinner into so much more. It started in the kitchen with me cooking. A nice dinner for the two of us. Roasting a chicken with vegetables. Something simple and easy. We were well into a bottle of wine when I led her into the kitchen to watch me put everything together. She had never roasted a chicke...
They say that a life of crime will inevitably lead towards a disastrous end. I understand this, but I also understand that criminal lifestyle is more of a necessity rather than choice at first. And then it becomes addiction, like drugs or sex, it becomes more than need, you start enjoying it. The lines of choice and need blur after a while and you stop think...
There was a woman who had enjoyed sex with her partners over the years. She had been told that she was 'satisfied' because she felt pleasure. But deep inside herself she knew that something was lacking. She had read about multiple orgasms and thought that she had one - once. There was also a nagging feeling that sex should feel much better and should not be...
Françoise thought that, really, she should not go to the farmhouse, leave it for the lovers and let them have time alone, but she had to be with Léonie, had to be the reason the girl was allowed to go out upon the hills. And so again the girls climbed the hill together. It could not be Léonie alone. Her mother would not permit it. Françoise, though, threw...
A week after the photo shoot for the Sun Touch ad campaign Please read the prior chapter of the "Passion for the Game" story to better understand the context of this chapter otherwise you may not understand has led up to this point in the story. As always comments and ideas for future chapters are always welcome. Subsequent chapters are in the works and w...