**Everyone in this story is over the age of 18** ***** I walk up the steps of the two story library, the back of my school girl skirt flipping up with each step. We agreed to meet here, our perverted minds needing satisfaction. I walk in and scan the area, seeing where you are at. I check my phone and see that you tell me to go upstairs, to the archive sec...
I walk into the hotel room, and the light is diffused, there is an enjoyable smell in the air and several candles aflame around the room. I cannot make out your face you as you sit in the shadows, but I smell your scent, and hear you speak. I can feel the power that emitted from you, and I feel a little weak in the knees from the sensation it gives me. “Sla...
More Of What They Need! I heard the knock on my back door around 8. When I opened it I had to smile. They both looked like kids coming home to their own surprise party. We were sitting down having our second drink when I got up. Walking over to Jennifer, I took her hand and helped her stand. She seemed a bit hesitant when I pulled her close and kissed her....
On the way home it starts to rain hard. Huddling close in doorways together, Yana says to me, 'My girlfriend Rebecca lives right here. Let's see if she's home!' 'At this time??' I say, it being about 5:30 A.M. 'It's OK! We're like sisters, Rebecca and me. I'm sure she won't mind; she never does,' and she buzzes an apartment in the building we're huddled in...
They were at a convention together, had spent all day going through the aisles, hundreds of booths to see. He was 35; she was 40. Technically she was his boss, at least that's what the company's org chart said. They were pooped. It was just after five and the place was shutting down for the night. "I'm hungry," she said. "Let me go to my room and change my...
It had been a very long day. My life as a wife and mother left me very little time for myself. But today, I’d had the opportunity to spend the afternoon with my on line Dom. When we’d finished, I checked my email and found that I had mail from my husband Jeff. He had just completed a terrible day and he told me all about it. As I read, I felt sorry for him....
I walk in the room and you blindfold me, lead me to the bed, and tell me to strip. I slowly remove my shirt. As I lift it over my head I feel you reach out, put your hands in my bra and pinch my nipples, hard. I suck in my breath, shuddering, hands holding my shirt over my face, and I wait. You then move away and I know I am supposed to continue. I remove th...
I was in the kitchen cleaning up when you got home from work. I heard you come through the front door, and I tried hard to stay focused on the task at hand and pretend as though I hadn't been waiting for you to come home all day. It was a blatant lie, of course, and my clothing fairly well advertised the fact. After all, who cleans kitchens in flirty, ruffly...
Her long tanned legs drove him crazy. The bartender, a sleek brunette was leaning over the bar to receive an order. She always did it like that, always leaning forward so her mini-skirt slides up, exposing the bottom of her ass-cheeks. I lean forward, hoping to hide my boner from the others in the bar. The brunette- Katrina, her nametag read- was a minx, I...
Separated by some 3,000 miles, I wrote several stories for my girlfriend, hoping to keep us in touch and sexually connected. This and other stories are fiction based on her fantasies and written with her as the first person. I tried using details to evoke visions of what the characters would see, hear, feel, smell and taste—something I believe is missing fro...