A short romantic, voyeur story written in the "you and me" perspective, with the reader being the woman participant. It was a lovely dinner at a new restaurant in town. Italian fare, including a sweet italian wine. We both had a few glasses and although we are not really drunk, we are feeling the liberation that comes with a few drinks. We walk a few block...
What really excites me changes from time to time. I have been watching the guys on the internet. Getting their cocks out and wanking. So many beautiful cocks. Cut, uncut, Big, small. Somewhere it feels like the hot ones should be the young guys with the muscles and the big cocks and the tight bottoms. But its not them. They dont work for me. If I'm going t...
She loved being nude. Other interests had changed over the years, but this one thing had been true since Caroline's early teens: she always wanted to be naked. It had never occurred to her to join a nudist organization until urban sprawl destroyed her private vacation spots: a part of a river here or a remote clump of trees over there. She soon explored nudi...
Hello. Allow us to tell you the story of how we met, D'aunne and I. A story so fanciful that one would think it impossible. But rest assured, it is quite a reality. It begins and ends in Rome, upon a star-filled night, within the walls of the House of Nicolae... I came upon her in the moonlight, three stories up, overlooking the illumination that is the cit...
Eighteen year old Ashley Thompkins had been awake, and hard, for 45 minutes. Achingly, throbbingly hard. But he was still pretending to be asleep. Because his teacher, and roommate, Miss Lewis, was doing yoga in her underwear again and Ashley was afraid she would stop if she knew he was watching. And as hard and aching as his cock was, he loved watching Miss...
Mike was due to pick me up soon. We had made plans to go to a BDSM dungeon together tonight. We were not dating. We just liked to have fun together from time to time: BSDM fun. We had a relationship that people called "friends with benefits." I had known Mike for a long time: since before my ex divorced me. I had only known of Mike's involvement in BDSM for...
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Aeriella was a young female elf. Her hair was light blond and long, reaching beyond her shoulder blade; she often tied some of it into fancy braids. As elves go she was tall, 180 centimetres to be exact, but unlike other females of her species she was really curvaceous. Her hips were round and full and her breasts big and firm, she was proud not only of her...
There is no turning back now. We have been kissing and feeling each other up for too long, we are both too hot and bothered. You are beginning to think you may have made a big mistake telling me you are bi curious, because I have not said a word about it since you whispered it into my ear more than an hour ago. But nothing could be further from the truth ....
As a Catholic priest in my forties I find celibacy hard. I masturbate of course. I use porn, especially vintage with those big titted, hairy cunted women in classic underwear. I'm not just a solo wanker. There's a couple of other priests I get together with to give each other a "helping hand." You'll know what I mean. Sometimes I think only a guy knows wha...