I woke up with a raging hard-on, my cock throbbing in my boxers. I was relaxing in bed, hand under the covers, just enjoying the feeling of gently stroking it and wishing that my wife was here for an early morning fuck when the maid knocked on the door. I got up and grabbed my robe, sleepily shuffling over to the door. As I pulled the door open I saw a cute...
Xenia still looks stunning at her age. She's Asian by nationality, got great body, nice boobs, and beautiful flirty face. She has been married to Gab for about 6 years and have 2 daughters. She is quite dominant in the marriage, lots of people have known her to be the one that is wearing the pants in the relationship. They live comfortably, nice house and ni...
All characters are the age of 18 or older. This story takes place in the same world as my Fridays at the Guardian Angel story. I recommend anyone who stumbled on this piece read at least chapter one of Fridays at the Guardian Angel first. But if you're just looking for a quick futa on female story then you're probably fine without it. ****** Whiskey glit...
Readers please note: this is entirely a work of fiction but it contains dark themes which some people might find disturbing. If that's you, I suggest you look elsewhere. All characters are well over the age of 18. ***** "Dear me, that's terrible!" Vanessa glanced up at her husband as he flicked through the morning's news on his phone. "What's terrible?"...
I stand outside our front door, I can hear the crickets in the darkness and see the glow beyond the door. I know you're in there, waiting for me. I chew my bottom lip as I nervously run my palm down my skintight skirt, returning it to its mid thigh length. I squeeze my hand around my clutch; feeling my bunched panties in there and feel a blush creep across m...
I'm a socially awkward, anxious loner (involuntarily celibate), so any type of attention confuses me, to put it mildly. Despite being a loner, though, I get the urge to talk to women occasionally. Having no social skills, inexplicable awkwardness makes every single interaction ridiculous and embarrassing. With recent urges, I was just trying to ask some rand...
THE CABLE GUY Damn, the cable guy was hot. He had to be middle-eastern, maybe Puerto Rican, slightly Asian, with deep set eyes and slick, slightly curly hair. Tall, muscular -- not brawny, but definitely lean and hard -- with light caramel skin. I salivated as his lifted and ripped open heavy boxes, expertly using power tools as he worked. Through the thin...
This is part one of a long story about a young submissive girl learning about herself sexually and learning to please her Master. This chapter is mainly build up (at this point, she doesn't know that soon she will be entering into a D/s relationship). I have included one sexy scene. I will include more in later chapters when the characters have had more time...
It was sometime in late 1997, when Charlot had her first sandwich. It was a warm night, ideally suited for sex. We had not planned to do anything, it just happened, one of those time, place and circumstances things. We were hanging around the house, polishing off a bottle of wine and doing nothing in particular. I was amusing myself by perving up her short...
I first came to college a few years ago, and during my first year I took a trip... a trip into my professor's velvet underground. She was not your typical professor; she was tall, blond and had the longest sexiest legs I had ever seen. Although she was a professor she was only 28. She had B-cup breasts and I always fantasized about cupping them with my hand...