Sunday. I'm lying in bed just tossing and stretching as I'm waking up. My wife is just walking out of the shower, she walks over to me and asks, honey will please lick my asshole for me. I ask right now? Yep she says. Okay climb on I say. She mounts my chest and slowly inches her butt up to my awaiting face. She is in position and I raise my head to take a t...
She settles into her day off routine: her early morning rising, stepping into a hot shower, that first cup of coffee. She moves through the house, picking up here and there, drifting into her thoughts. She has known for quite some time now that she craves something beyond her current reach. Her days have been full of searching within herself, talking with fr...
Chapter 2 -- The re-emergence of Jimmy Bill was the type of guy, that when he got into something, he had to learn all about. We joined a local club, and at first, we mostly just watched. As we became known as regulars, some of the other Masters introduced themselves to Jimmy. From them, Bill learned about hiring trainers. Bill wanted to try everything at l...
i woke up and as always i thought of Him, as i stretched i could feel myself getting wet in a few hours i would be with Him, hearing His voice, tasting Him the more i thought about Him the more aroused i became. Daddy had told me He was coming to see me for the day, it would be a long drive for Him, so i wanted it to be a relaxing time when He arrived. He...
The party goes on around us but I can barely hear the music or even the sounds of people talking all around us. My eyes have locked onto yours from across the room and we are now staring absorbed in each other. You have slightly reddened cheeks and I’m not sure whether it’s the wine or whether you’re thinking of what I am. I decide which it was when you glan...
This story is the property of the author. You may keep a copy on your computer for personal enjoyment, however if you wish to publish or distribute the story then you must get the permission of the author. * I stepped through the doors and slowly looked around - looking for my friends who I was supposed to be meeting. The air in the bar, if that is what yo...
At first you saw the flickering headlights pan across the bedroom wall, then darkness filled the room again. Outside a taxi drove away. The bedside clock read 2:15AM on its red digital display. A key fumbled in the lock, before someone crept up the staircase. The haphazard creaking and bursts of muffled laughing told you that she was at least a little tipsy,...
I woke up alone. We'd only been together for a few months, but I found I could miss him rather quickly in the cold dark of night. He was becoming a writer, possessing a kind of violent brilliant that stunned me every time I read one of his pieces. Seeing him put such astonishing thoughts on paper seemed incredible, like some sort of magic. He worked at night...
Chapter 7. The Education of Barbara She liked his mature sophistication, his knowledge of physical love. She liked the skill and expertise he demonstrated in bedding her, his sensitivity to her sexual needs. For his part, Ludlow could understand why Barbara dabbled in lesbianism; while she was an enthusiastic bed-partner it was obvious that her previous boy...
Jennifer Brown downed the rest of her drink in two burning swallows. Her heart was pounding and she felt light-headed, as though she was standing at the edge of a precipice. It was happening. It was finally happening. All her dreams, all her fantasies of being touched, of being seduced, of being gloriously fucked, they were about to come true. She took...