I know you're reading this and this is for you, lover. Take your clothes off, everything. Turn all the unnecessary lights off. Lay on your bed and get comfortable, for my fantasy begins now... Picture us in your house, sitting on the couch. The TV is on but we are too caught up with our conversation to watch it. My bangs fall in my face and you brush them...
We would be in the car driving somewhere, where doesn't really matter, just that its quiet and not really overlooked. I'm already half naked, skirt up around my waist so that you can half see that I'm playing. Letting my fingers move in small circles over my clit, a finger sliding down, dipping into my wet pussy before pulling it out and bringing it over to...
A Short Adventure My name is Kirsten, and, as I have mentioned before, I like to try to keep in shape by running, kickboxing, and biking. My efforts to tone up and lose some weight have been paying off. I'm down to about 128 to 130 lbs depending on time of day, and I'm feeling pretty good about how I look stark naked in the mirror. I realize my last few s...
I step into the shower. .... The temperature is just right, very warm but not scalding, and I luxuriate in the feel of the fine spray on my shoulders, as my neck muscles relax. I arch my back, and step back a little, letting the water soak my hair, and run down my face and across my breasts. I reach down for the shampoo, and start massaging it into my hair,...
While we stood there talking, I found it rather difficult to not imagine me wedging myself between you and the partition of Angela's cube and going for a wild round of tonsil hockey while I grinded myself into you ...... and then thought ... Why not? If you weren't interested I'm sure you'd let me know, and all the other signs and hints I've been getting wer...
I bet this is how June Cleaver welcomed home Ward before the kids came along. I get home work and hang my messenger bag on the wall. I undo my tie and take off my suit coat and toss them on a chair. "Honey, I'm home!" I call into the apartment. I go into the kitchen to grab an ice tea. "Hey there big guy," I hear you say behind me. I nearly drop the glass...
You wake the next morning to an empty bed. Could it all have been a dream you wonder? Your stomach rumbles angrily when you notice the plate of eggs, bacon and toast on the table beside the bed. Small drops of condensation run down the side of the glass of orange juice sitting next to the plate. You smile to yourself as you grab the plate and begin eating wi...
I stand up, admiring your beauty, and slowly caress your now naked body. Beginning with your head, my fingertips run equally along the side of your face, gently feeling the contours of your ears, your nose and your lips. Painstakingly, I move my hands to your neck, gently clenching my hands around it, applying slight pressure. Wasting no time, I move to your...
On a warm summers eve, I've returned home late from working. It was a hard day at the office with complaining clients and other lawyers running around looking like they hadn't a clue. IM so exhausted from the day. I grab the key on my key chain and go into the house. I place my keys and purse on the table next to the door. I slip of my shoes, and sit down on...
Amy Beckwith, sportswriter for the New York times, got up from her desk, stretched, put on her coat and headed for the door. Another edition put to bed. It was now ten PM. Bored and lonely, she resisted just going straight to her flat. Instead she took a cab to "Jack Dempsey's" bar. If you had made a name for yourself in big time sports, and were in New Yo...