-Saturday Night- I'd felt Jake leave the bed some time ago, whispering something about his iPhone vibrating waking him up. Judging the way he was spreading my legs, he was back and raring to go. He was lightly caressing the inside of my thighs, gently stroking them as he went higher and higher. I was still sort of out of it, which made his caresses feel al...
Like all married couples, my husband and I frequently find ourselves in a rut, sexually, and are always looking for new avenues to explore to break up the monotony. He is enthusiastic, but he just lacks in creativity. So I am usually the one to think up new sexual adventures. I don't mind, but sometimes I just wish he'd surprise ME with something totally new...
Lucy stood next to Jack in the doorway of the solicitors' office as the rain drizzled down. "What are you going to do, then, Jack?" she asked the redheaded footman. "Move back to Brighton," he said. "It's been dog's years since I've seen my mum and sis. And there's a girl there I've been writing to, she still hasn't thrown me over de...
Tilly sat naked on her little white stool, in front of her big oval mirror, watching as she played with her own double D breasts. She was daydreaming about burying her face in the sopping wet cunt of...KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Tilly was startled from her daydream by a demanding knocking at the door. Curious she skipped over to peek through the peephole, and jum...
"Dear Diary, Today is the fifth day of this new house. I haven't written in a while, because we've been packing. This house is in the middle of a forest. A perfect setting for a horror movie. Its different, my sister and I have to share a bed. At the age of eighteen we are still living with our parents. My dad is too protective, but I love him that way. But...
She was still half asleep when he grabbed her roughly by the hair and pulled her off the couch where she had been napping. She stumbled along with him as he dragged her to the bedroom, trying to keep her feet while she figured out what was happening. They crossed the threshold and he tossed her to the floor where she fell in a moderately graceful heap. He g...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my erotic magic/fantasy story "She Tastes Like Springwater" but can be read by itself. ****** The citadel of Endymion held many wonders, as befitting the keep of a famous magician, enough to excite for several lifetimes. The old sage explored the stacks of his own personal library, and absently reached out to trace his fi...
This is obviously heavy satire. Also, there is no sexual activity involving people under the age of 18. * Buttweasel had heard about the gays, and he was terrified. All they seemed to do was mince around, bleaching their own anuses, and butt-scissoring each other until they got AIDS. What's more, it seemed they wanted to spread their vile practices to the...
They are cuddled together, enjoying each other's company, but she wants more. She tilts her head and kisses his neck. He smiles and pulls her tight, nestling her head beneath his chin. He wants more too, but is holding back, as he feels his darker urges growing within him, slowly overpowering his control. She smiles and kisses his neck again, waiting for...
Betsy knelt between her boss's legs, slowly slicing his short cock up into her mouth, wetly sucking him to the balls as she stroked his hairy nuts with one hand and jacked his spit-slick dick with the other, anxious for it to be over. "Yeah, baby, that's it, give boss man his Christmas present, that's the way," Roger groaned, head back and eyes closed. "Mak...