I have always had an intense passion for stockings; garter belts and spiked high heels. I adorable wife of 11 years, Donna loved to cater to my passion for them and she always wore them when we made love. Donna is 5'1 inch 122 LB of pure passion. She has small breasts but legs and ass to die for. Donna had a very good friend who was also our neighbor. Her...
Tonight my Sister Circle is having a very special meeting it is my cumming out of sorts. You see for many years I have lived a dual life one of the prim and proper Sunday school leader and one of shall we say Alternative prevarications. I am somewhat of a walking contradiction in that respect. So, as I over see the final arrangements for tonight's meeting...
Ch. 6 – Cabo San Lucas Cabo is the most beautiful stop on the cruise with its awesome rock structures, hills, and greenery. I often come down there to stay with friends who keep condos or boats there. One problem with stopping at Cabo is that the harbor is too shallow to actually dock, so you have to wait in line to get on a shuttle boat. This trip I didn'...
We were out shopping when we saw that they had a sale of underwear on in the ladies lingerie section of the store. My wife, Debbie said to me. 'Jack, why don't you come with me and help me choose some nice new knickers?' She had that naughty sparkle in her eyes so I was hardly going to go and look through the sock sale was I? I have to admit to a thing ab...
I'm lying in bed when he walks in with a peeled orange and a smile. No clothes – no towel. He had just come out of the shower and I smile. "Can I have some?" I ask kneeling up in my robe and stepping off the bed. I stand next to you and you begin to feed me a piece of orange and then pull it away. "You tease!" "Me? I'm the tease?" You walk around me and pu...
"Stories of Women in Control" is based on Journal entries about some of my formative sexual experiences. These are, with some poetic license, true stories that focus on my kinkier experiences, rather than on more conventional sexual relations. One day I phoned Mary Ellen, whom I hadn't seen in years, and found the number to be disconnected. When I was unable...
Celeste I To be totally honest I cannot say that I have not had fantasies about still making love to a virgin teenager. Like all middle-aged men I fondly remember my days as a youth, of first blooding escapades and a rampant sexual appetite for all things female. Now although I have kept my desire and frequently have sex four or five times a week, my partn...
Don't turn around... I'm right behind you. The office is quiet, your cubicle a haven against low midday sounds. Silently, I reach out both my hands and lay them on your shoulders. You start slightly, but my grasp reassures you: I know what I'm doing. My palms gently massage your muscles. My hands slide outward to follow the curve of your shoulders, down a...
You stand with your back to the bed, your eyes closed as we kiss, my arms wrapped around your body, your golden brown hair cascading down your back. You lean backwards; your legs back against the side of the bed as my hands begin to roam across your body, brushing over your clothes. We fall slowly onto the bed, still kissing, our tongues dancing within our m...
I want to know what it feels like to have two big cocks inside me. I want to meet my lovers and know that we are going to have the most wonderful time. I close my eyes and can see us now. Two big, strong men, kissing me and undressing me. Then I undress them. They stand before me, cocks jutting out, begging for my mouth. With a hand on each shoulder, they...