Christine phoned me late in the morning, as I was wandering around the conference exhibit hall. "I'll come to meet you at your hotel," she told me, "but I have to remind you – I may be a slutty exhibitionist, but I only fuck my husband." She paused, then added, "Is that okay? I'll show you everything. It'll be fun!" I heard her breathing over the telephone....
"Hello?" Sara said nervously into the phone, her heart was skipping beats. "Hello Sara." "Allen?" "You sure you want to try this?" "Yes" Sara's heart jumped again. She shouldn't be this nervous, this was just Allen, granted she had never meet Allen, but it was still her old friend from the Internet, Allen. "Let me get comfortable, ok?" "Sure, Sara....
I decided to take a camping trip so here I was in this packed campground by myself. I had gotten to my campsite just before dusk, and had somehow gotten my tent put up, and everything else put into place before dark. It was a nice night not to cold but comfortable. I reached my hand into the ice-filled cooler to pull out a beer only after I had built myself...
I was on my own, in a hotel, with nothing to look forward to but yet another day of boring meetings. I'd had wine with my dinner that evening – not enough to make me drunk, but enough to relax. I ought to be asleep, for the alarm was only five hours away, but somehow I just couldn't get comfortable lying alone in the bed. Even reading hadn't helped; the book...
Standing there with you at my side, your hands slowly moving across my body piece by piece you undress me. My naked body there in front of you, you grab me by the hand and lead me to the bubble bath you made up for me. Lying on the bubbles are rose pedals sprinkled across, you help me in the tub and guide me down. Getting comfortable as you gently wash me, y...
It started out as any normal evening sitting alone in front of the fire with a glass of wine and a good book. She hadn't heard from her boyfriend in a few days but that was normal since he travels alot on business but something was different this night, was it something in the air? She dismissed it as just lonliness. As she read her book she came across a ve...
Meet Maestro; the man who knows how to turn an everyday subway ride into an adventure! Maestro and I had fantasized before about having sex in public, but I never suspected that Maestro was up to something when we boarded a train heading downtown. Before we left, he had insisted "Wear a dress. Or a short skirt. I want you to look sexy tonight." "Yes Maest...
Sliding out of the pool she starts to rise, blond hair pressed down to scalp. Arms to the side and lifting up out of the pool. You watch the pale pink bikini as it's like a second skin, defining smooth rounded breasts. The outline of her clit visible to you clearly. You toss her a towel which she uses to quickly dry excess water from her hair. You smile up a...
The next morning, we were passionately hot and perhaps louder than we realized when we heard a quick knock on the bedroom door. You turned even blusher red and I answered in a silly voice, "ouiiiiii?" We heard Aimee giggle and Beau responded that they'd heard us from the hallway and asked if they could watch. You glanced a look at me and I was surprised how...
The ocean breeze was cool on her skin. Far down below she could hear the waves crashing on the beach. She sat on the hotel balcony naked, the only light coming from the full moon above her. The skin on her lithe body was pale in the moonlight, her nipples stood out in dark contrast with the creamy skin of her full breasts. She stood up, running a hand thro...