His strong arms begin to position me on the bed so he has the best advantage of viewing my full body. He puts me where he wants me. Gently raising my dress, he glides his hand over my smooth legs. His hands stop short of my crotch and he watches me as he lifts the hem of the red dress to take a peek. "Still there?" I ask him... "Oh yeah," He grins and beg...
Her wrists were tied together and secured with her own pantyhose to the headboard. He had left the room, with her kneeling as best she could, legs spread wide, giving him a perfect view of her now glistening pink slit, and more importantly the tight pink rosebud above. He said he wanted her ass. She thought they'd do some ass play for a little while and t...
This tale begins on a warm summer night. I had been out drinking with a group of friends, one of whom happened to be an ex-girlfriend. We always seemed to cross paths about every six months. This was a good thing for both of us, since we always shared a lot of laughs and usually ended up having passionate and intoxicated sex by the close of the night. Tonig...
Chapter 5: Betsy, part 1 Betsy followed me home, but once inside my apartment she seemed a little hesitant. "Having second thoughts?" "No, I'm just not sure how I should proceed. I'm breaking new ground here and I don't know what to do." "Well, we didn't come here to play cards, checkers or chess. We both know why we are here and we both know the mechanic...
She jerked awake suddenly ripped from her dreams but unsure what had caused it. The cold hit her as she awoke, making her skin pucker and a moment of confusion descended on her. "Ohhhhhhh," she murmured relieved looking into his eyes. "You are staring at me again," she grinned, annoyed at being woken but all bad humour disappearing quickly as she stared up...
Dozing. That deliciously indescribable feeling that one gets when one groggily fights up from the depths of sleep, neurons struggling to fire awake the mind and command the body once more to move, muscle by muscle, out of the warm cocoon of the flannel sheets to fight on yet another day. That delicious moment when I momentarily shake the hanging cobwebs from...
Note- Dedicated to Mrs. 123z, and thanks for the inspiration. xxx "What the fuck is this, Gina?" I sat bolt upright in our bed and saw my husband looking at myself and my lover, naked in each others arms. I looked back at him and only felt, not saw, the stranger in the bed get up and leave in a hurry. "Was he better than me?" What could I say as Marti...
Somewhere between the line of sleep and consciousness, I can hear the birds beginning to chirp outside. I struggle against the pull of waking, not wanting to leave my dream, still so real in my mind, knowing that once I awake it will more than likely be lost forever. I can hear you breathing next to me, slow and steady. Recognizing the futility of sleep, I o...
While assigned to an Army post in the mid-west (unnamed but suffice to say that there was little to do besides hunt and fish, neither of which greatly appealed to me), I continued my efforts at obtaining as many sexual encounters as possible with bored and available wives. I especially enjoyed probing a wonderfully tight anus on a willing partner, but only a...
Before reading Part V of "The Resurrection of Crazy Jane," if you haven't yet, read it from Part 1 first. These installments do not stand on their own and don't make any attempt to. Please note that any viewpoints expressed by the characters in this story do not necessarily reflect my own viewpoints. I am simply attempting to stay true to the characters....