Our affair has been going on for three months. We've had the 'where's it going/what's it mean' type conversation and agreed that if things ever got too serious, if either of us ever developed strong feelings for each other it would be time to call it to a close. That said, I did care about Nadia, I couldn't have continued fucking her without feeling somethi...
When Beth awoke, she felt all sticky and icky, and her stomach was cramping. Oh right, the beegirl. Her bowels should be filled with eggs right now, and the sensations confirmed that fact. She sat up and assessed the situation. Between her legs was a decently sized pile of eggs, and buried underneath was her familiar butt plug. Hmm. Ginny, the beegirl proba...
If you're looking hot and heavy sex, then this is not the story for you. It's a slow moving and gentle story. It's an easy and light read. Enjoy and feel free to leave a comment. ***** The fashion show. Once home mom starting making the dinner. It wasn't long before the smell of bolognaise came wafting from the kitchen. If I wasn't hungry before, I c...
All persons in this story are 18 years of age or older! * Flanked by my two smartly dressed escorts, I nervously stepped into the hotel elevator. Was I really this dirty and wanton? I wondered, before arriving on the top floor. My black dress hung by a thread at my right shoulder, exposing the rounded side of my left breast, and the curve of my waist and h...
"Hey, 63y/o widow here looking for some fun with the right guy. I am NOT a slut and not interested in nude picture exchanges with anyone. Please provide a face pic in your reply and you will get mine back. The right guy would be between 35 and 45 and have all his own teeth! If we get on and I like you then I shall want to meet you, if you just want a...
Sunday Lianne's eyes flutter open and she bites her lip, having been jolted awake by one of the intensely erotic dreams that had filled both her nights here in the cabin. Her chest rises and falls steadily as she catches her breath, looking up at the ceiling in the dim light of the pre-morning. Her head turns and she looks over at the other side of the bed,...
Mike Reynolds was naked and standing in an old churchyard. Above him the moon shone brightly in the night sky. The night air was cool enough to raise goose bumps on his exposed flesh. The long grass felt damp beneath his toes. A thick layer of white mist, enough to cover his feet up to his ankles, flowed over the secluded graveyard. Mike didn't know what he...
A tall, glistening, brown wall of naked man comes closer and closer, until his toes nudge the points of her boots. Cathy draws back in alarm, hands clutching arms, knees pressed in tight. The alcohol warming her blood and slurring her speech can't quite obscure her fear of the stripped-bare stripper as he loomed over her. Not quite bare: he still wears his m...
Gyllen was weakly leaning over the wooden barrier of the poop deck whilst on his quivering knees as it rocked back and forth across the waves. He tied his hair back into a bunch, keeping it far away from his face in fear of retching into the ocean and getting chunks of this morning's breakfast tangled in his tresses. Not the most attractive situation the pri...
Best enjoyed if you begin with Part One. ***** Sometimes thinking about upcoming sex is half the fun. Well, not half actually, things are always best when it is your own nerve-endings exploding right now in real time, and your legs are quivering and your heart-rate is up, and little moans are coming out of your mouth. And your lover is taking you to the li...