Bob has always liked a little backdoor action. Only, a lot of women don't like it like that. Unfortunately, my co-worker, his wife turned out to be one of those that didn't. In every other way Cathy is a great piece of ass; but when it comes to 'ass,' well they tried it always at his suggestion a couple of times, and it just didn't turn her on. For a long t...
"I can't do this with a local guy, what if I see him at Walmart the next week?" Her voice was half sarcastic and half pleading. Things were moving fast. It started by relaxing at a cocktail hour on whirlwind business trip. First there was some pleasant conversation and then a little flirting. Suddenly I was staring into the blue eyes of a woman I hardly kno...
They had exchanged emails for nearly eight months and chatted online many times but today was the first time they would meet in real life. Sly had arranged for the motel room and arrived the previous afternoon. He was all set up and ready for her when she arrived at nine in the morning. She knew to go to the front desk and call from the lobby. The desk cle...
There were only dying embers left in the fire pit as the breeze off of the lake picked up making Maria shiver in Peter's arms. "Better get you inside." Peter broke the silence. "It gets pretty cold at night at this altitude." Maria sighed, "Okay." They didn't move for a moment, enjoying the warmth of each others bodies pressed together on the wicker sofa...
This is a bisexual story and for the two of you who think this belongs under the gay heading it’s time you entered the real world… Bisexuality and gay are NOT the same thing. Bisexuals enjoy both sexes not just one. Enough said. So, again to the two of you, do all of us a favor and stop reading my stories. Dinner and Drinks for Three” What a treat it...
As my fingers run through the short dark brown hair on my head, I wonder just how I ended up here; sitting at my desk naked, next to my best friend of the last 20 years after having sex for the first time with her. I look down at Krissie and smile, twisting a lock of her jet-black hair in my fingers. My thoughts floating back over the last few months, trying...
It was 4:30 in the morning and I was standing naked in a stranger's living room. I was facing a large picture window, legs spread, my palms and forehead pressed against the cool glass. I was exhausted, shivering now that the sheen of sweat my worked up by my mysterious lover had started to dry. She'd told me to stay there, asked me to wait while she went to...
Sometimes I get down and out. Sometimes this funk settles into me and I feel listless and detached. I think we probably all have those days, but I'm an emotional person and my funks can be particularly intense. I don't know what I would do without my beautiful Sarah Ann; she heals all of my wounds and nurtures all of my pain. She is my angel; I am forever in...
Miranda sighed and brushed her bangs aside. The figures didn't add up. She needed to rerun the whole report, and she had absolutely no interest in even trying. An August sun burned through the long, glass windows, and she leaned back in the chair and let the heat drive her thoughts toward more pleasant avenues. Her hands lifted to breasts warmed and alread...
Prologue It had been quite awhile since Evie and I had spent any length of time together. Because our daughter was having an operation, both of us decided to be at the hospital for her until she was out of recovery. Evie arrived first since she brought Jessica to the hospital. I made it just before she was taken into the operating room. After Amy was whee...