I could not take my eyes off her. On the floor in the middle of our living room was Amanda, seated in a classic yoga pose with her legs drawn up so that her upturned feet rested on her inner thighs, her hands, also upturned, resting on her knees, her back straight, and her head tilted slightly forward by the position of her neck, which emerged from her sho...
I'm sitting here wondering, "How did I get here?" How did a married straight guy end up being bisexual? Looking back, it all began innocently enough with sharing fantasies with my wife during lovemaking. We both found the thought of another male to be quite erotic and we began to elaborate on the details. It eventually progressed to her using her dildo on me...
Chapter 2: Thanks to the Sat Nav The Tinsley viaduct was closed southbound, the Radio 5 Live announcer said. "Damn," I thought. But it happens regularly so I just switched on the Sat Nav and let it find me a back way, round Sheffield over the moors to the west. It's a lengthy diversion but still quicker than sitting waiting for a major foul up on the M1...
I have always been into running and swimming for exercise, but recently found someone to get me into it even more. One day last week, one of my dogs got away from the yard, and I was just about to go out looking for her when the phone rang and someone said she had found her in their yard, and that they would bring her over. I made my apologies and offered...
This story contains elements of futanari (girl with a penis) on female. All characters involved are at least 18 years old. ***** "So, I get why I'm here. But why are you here?" I let out my breath in an irritated huff, while trying to keep my arms crossed over my breasts. It's not enough that I have to be stranded, naked, on an isolated deserted islan...
Kait made progress on the garden. We had a grand twilight opening ceremony for the new sprinkler system that saw us both wet, muddy and laughing. On reflection now it was maybe another step in awareness of how much this girl was filling the void in my life in a most incredible way, of how I hoped she would always be in it. Toasting each other with Coca Col...
Chapter III, Hilaria the Elf It was about noon, Bad Kitty hadn't passed any travelers in quite some time. The road ahead passed through a small wooded area. A perfect place to stop and rest. As he rode he kept his eye out for a stream that the horse could drink from but he wasn't having any luck. He passed a bend in the road, ahead he saw someone walking,...
EVENING IN I found, a long time ago, a thick white collar, with rows of Swarovski crystals. I wish now I had bought it...but...I've never been a very leather girl, but for some reason, soft lambskin or deerskin leather, white with rows and rows of these gorgeous glittering crystals mounted on it, with a large silver clasp in back...exactly like a pet collar...
Fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine... Pixie sat upright in her chair watching the seconds follow into minutes as the hour marked four. She gazed around the office. One hour one more hour and the weekend would be here she thought. Bored, she revolved slowly in her chair and gazed out across the office floor. A landscape of cubicles and desks spread...
ONE A stranger came into town on a hot and windy day, just as drifters did in the Old West, well over 100 years ago. "Howdy, stranger," greeted the bartender, the tops of her breasts showing above scooped low neck of her flimsy top from Celine's of Paris (Texas). The height of the bar concealed her bare belly and scruffy tennis shorts. "Beer, or whisky?"...