Dear Mistress Janet, You know your pathetic slut so well. The thought of a woman smoking a cigarette while she toys with my cock is so arousing. Of course, it would be very different from the story if you were doing that to me. You would be the one in control and I would be the helpless horny slut being teased mercilessly by you and you would be the one to...
It was three o'clock in the morning, Friday going into Saturday, after a LONG night of drinking. Everyone else in the house called it a night over an hour ago, and here we are, sitting on the back porch overlooking the pond and twenty head of cattle that bedded down hours ago. Police sirens call out in the night, followed briefly by the howls of lonely coyot...
The following morning, shortly after breakfast, I got a text from Marilyn. "You were 100 percent right-last night was awesome," she said. I smiled to myself and replied, "You can fill me in on the details later. It can get even better if you want it to, my dear sister-in-law." I went out to the patio to smoke my morning cigar. Jason, kneeling, presented me...
Sunday morning I awoke to my dream, my formerly virgin sister nestled in my arms. She stirred from her sleep gave me a little peck on the cheek. "Hey lover." She said reaching for a cigarette. She grabbed one of mine and lit it, taking a few drags. She made a silly face as the non menthol smoke entered her. Handing it to me she lit a familiar menthol. Inha...
My wife had left early in the morning for work while I was still asleep. I was off for the day and set to go on a motorcycle ride with some friends for the day and wouldn't be home until late evening. Prior to leaving I went into my wife's closet and looked through her clothes, looking to pick out something that I wanted her to be wearing when I returned hom...
This is a story I often think back on, as one of the most memorable times of my life. In 1995 I had been made redundant from a heating installation company. I arranged to go back to full time college to learn about computers but that left me with the dilemma of what to do until September so I started job hunting. Just to help matters my girlfriend at the ti...
She woke with a start. Disoriented, her brain clumsily exited the dream she was enjoying. One eye glanced at the clock on the bedside table, her brain dimly registering that the alarm was set to go off in a few minutes. She sat up on her elbow trying to recover the scene that was playing out in her brain. It was erotic, some kind of lovemaking. Warmth. Ple...
The Gold Lounge was about half-full. It was a Thursday night, the first night of the convention that brought her to Vegas. Her co-worker, who was also a good friend, had taken a taxi to the Barry Manilow show, and Joy had opted out. On account of her being Manilow-Intolerant, although she had simply feigned a deep desire to relax and explore their hotel. One...
He had seen her several times before. She came into the shop, browsed around. However, he had always been with a customer or on the phone. She had always made her choices, paid for them, and left before he had a chance to even say hello. She walked out the door and out of his life dozens of times and he was always left disappointed. She walked into the stor...
*Note to readers: This story deals with the fetish of smoking. If you don't find that appealing, please find another story you'll enjoy more. ***** "Where's Mandy, Daddy?" "I wanted to tuck you in tonight myself, honey. Is that okay?" "Of course it is! You're my daddy." Mandy loved watching him with his daughter. He was so caring, and that was one of th...