Slipping between the soft sheets into her four poster bed, Kelly wondered what thoughts could entertain her tonight. Her satin nightdress had slid its way up to her flat stomach, leaving her pussy bare. Her left hand slowly worked its way down her body, stopping briefly to gently twist a nipple. Kelly slid a finger between her lips, brushing her clit slight...
This story is dedicated to a friend that has become very special in a very short time. * It's late when I show up at my friend's house; not at all in the mood to party. He'd mentioned he had an English friend visiting, though, and that he thought we might hit it off. He knows I never could resist an accent, something different. And he's right. As I walk...
I pull into an empty roadside rest stop on my bike. It's late summer, shortly before sun down on Friday and the late afternoon air is cool. I'm wearing full leathers, but it's still warm enough to take off my jacket while I stretch my muscles and drink something. A car pulls in to a parking spot nearby and a woman with auburn hair gets out. She's wearing a b...
I am a married 45 year old businessman, and for the most part happily married. My wife is well built and likes to play. She is willing to give me head and take it up the ass or even let me play around with other fantasies on occasion. I am quite sure she would have had fun with this fantasy if she was there with me. I was on a business trip to Chicago when...
Movie Night II: the Return I ended up kissing John all the way up the stairs, with Drew behind us, fingering me under my skirt. I was tempted to just lie down there on the stairs and let whichever one was closer take me right there, but they kept pulling and prodding me along in my state of near-orgasmic bliss until finally we got safely inside John's room...
Desire. Burning desire. It engulfs you, confuses you, focusing your entire being on one thing. Him. The longing for His touch, His voice, His scent. His presence. Him, completely owning and taking you. This fire burning so deeply and so out of control that your head spins as you try and keep your feet steady beneath you. So focused on your chores, trying t...
The soft motor noise of the ceiling fan is the only sound, the blades languidly cutting through the soft, tropical air. The smell of the beach and of hibiscus flowers in bloom is being pushed through the air as the bamboo blades cut their unceasing circular path through the damp, warm air. Your body is a vision of loveliness there, across the bed. Laid out...
So, you've just finished your fetish story about a lactating pregnant woman who washes her nipples with soap and water every day. What's wrong with this story? Lots. Today, as a lactating mother, I will attempt to dispel some of the myths surrounding lactation and pregnancy, which will help make your stories more believable: Myth: Pregnant women lactate....
As the bustle of Christmas shopping, parties and sending off cards with our annual catch up letter to all our family and friends builds, our energy level starts to lag. We need a break from it all before we embark on that last great shopping expedition to lay in all our supplies so we can rest for the holidays and truly enjoy our little family and the love w...
Chapter 1 A Furre Homecoming So much to do, so little time. Rashida was preparing for the return of her mate. Bathing every inch of her purple-furred body, the pine marten anthromorph chirruped happily in anticipation. Her long limbs and rounded belly received special attention as she groomed herself, for the wolf that she was happily involved with tended t...