Erotic Education For An Eager Student Ch. 2 She rolled onto the bed, smiled and held out her arms toward me. I needed no urging and was instantly next to her. As that night wore on I experienced the talents of a woman well versed in the arts of love. As the ensuing weeks and months went by she carefully coached me and taught me how to drive a woman to the h...
"What are you doing here?" The surprise evident in your voice. Of course when you had been called over the intercom to head to the office you didn't think I'd be waiting at the end of the short walk. "You said you had to work late, I thought I'd drop by with dinner." I smiled easily holding up the paper bag. The secretary is side-eyeing us and I can't he...
It's easy, some of it, I welcome it, revel in it, yearn for the feel of your hand on my bare ass, the brush of the crop against my cheeks, the tightening of the cuffs around my wrists or the ball of the gag as you silence my whimpers. Most of all I long for those moments when you take my collar, and place it around my neck, when you buckle it and look at me...
The night I put my panties in my purse was a pivotal point for my husband and I. It resulted in the most intense thrill of my fucking other men we had achieved thus far. Fantasy fucking in a new context. A context of electrifying clarity blended with newness and unfamiliarity. A clarity and a blend that left us both abashed and a little shy. We put it in its...
We'd had a few. At least I had. Not that much really... Well, it was a party, wasn't it? So I couldn't see why he was so upset, slamming the door after him and snatching the seatbelt buckle into place. 'Nothing,' he snapped, lips pursed, in response to the question. So I kept nudging him -- you know, all coy, teasing and coaxing -- until: 'Well, what do you...
Author's Note: This is part of series of short stories. They are written very quickly and are not edited. They are also VERY weird and are not for everyone. You have been warned. ***** My name is Toni Sinclair. I am 19 years old, currently taking a gap year before heading to college, and am single. By choice. Not because I'm religious, far from it actually...
My husband taught himself to deep fry turkey. Now, if you live down south you know this is no big deal. However, if you live elsewhere you may be disgusted. Mostly, though, you should be licking your lips 'cuz it is really great! I was bragging on him at our local stitch-n-bitch, you know that gathering of girls where we sit around knitting and talking. Ari...
After emptying her breasts with a double pump, and putting the bottles into the fridge, Laura anointed her nipples and areolas and massaged them; then she went to bed and began rehearsing erotic fantasies -- or better, reminiscing sex life with her late husband Mark. In the last months of his life, it became spicier. He had always loved breast milk, and whe...
Chapter 12. Rob. (July 1997) I was on my way to a Travelodge near C, where I had a meeting next day. It was around eight in the evening when I picked up the hitchhiker on his way to a folk festival, also on the outskirts of C. Long haired and with a substantial backpack which included a tent, Rob grumbled about the uncharitable disposition of all the other...
If I had been allowed to pick my super power I'm sure I would have opted for something other than the one I have but like most people with extra abilities, I achieved mine by a quirk of fate. I possess the innate capacity to dissolve the elastic in women's panties, thus making them quickly slide off their hips and down there legs. You may ask what good is a...