The warmth of the apartment wrapped around us as we entered, amplifying the two-drink glow which had accompanied us from the bar. A slender, willowy reed, my companion shrugged off her long black leather coat, her surprisingly full breasts dancing sensuously with the movement. I handed her my trench-coat and headed for the kitchen as she made her way to the...
She walks in the front door, drops her bag, peels off her tight jacket and kicks off her expensive shoes and sighs, looks around and walks towards the fridge. The wine, her favourite Pinot Gris is just where she told him to put it. In the door so it doesn't get to cold, but cold enough that when she puts it down on the bench to get a glass the bottle starts...
To my friend Ais! I've always wondered what his first real impression of me was. I mean it's hard to imagine what's going through a guys mind when he walks in on a girl leaning against a shelf of assorted wines with her legs spread wide and one hand shoved in her shorts while the other hand tugs on her nipple rings. All I remember about that encounter was o...
Jim walked into the bar at the hotel. It had been a long week of meetings and he was exhausted. He planned to have a couple of drinks, some dinner and maybe catch a game. He was glad the hotel had this option. The weather outside was awful. He settled in, ordered a beer and asked to see a menu. As he sipped the beer, he could feel the stress start to leave h...
Well, there we were, ready to consummate our afternoon together. We were both naked and breathing hard. I knew she was ready - the ease with which I had been sliding my middle finger in and out of her pussy attested to her wetness and her willingness. I was eager to explore her with my cock the way I had been doing with my finger. Her contours were new to me...
I can't say that the first time I knew what was happening was the first time it happened. It's possible something had happened when I wasn't home but I think that first time was pretty close to their first. I knew generally, from all the clues, that something had happened and I'd seen my wife go next door just as she said she was going to do. She was very n...
Sometimes, I think the worst thing in the world is unwanted attraction. I find myself attracted to someone that I hate myself for wanting. And the things I look at online make me question myself. My name is Richard James Edmond. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently moved to the Province of Ontari...
Synopsis: My name is Howard. I work heavy construction jobs on bridges, tunnels, and industrial plants. As I recuperate at home from a construction site accident that left my legs badly injured, my next door neighbor Sarah helps me in many ways. I in turn am helping her with her knowledge and experience of sex. She is a fast learner. Sarah visits me almost...
A friend asked if I could write a story from the female perspective, one that was not so (blokey). The following is the result. * Standing naked in the bedroom, having just stepped out of the shower, I turn and look at the view in the mirror. Steam is still rising off my shoulders and hair. I close my eyes trying to remember the feelings that were stirred...
Kathy and I have been dating for several months. She is a 3:00pm to 11:00pm Supervisor in the Labor and Delivery department for a large hospital. Our meeting each other was through another friend she worked with. For almost a year I have been dating nurses almost exclusively since they tend to refer their "friends" my way. I had been dating 3 of the nurses...