I was horny. Let's just be honest about that right now. I thought about cock a dozen times throughout the day. I would pass men in the street and imagine what their strong hands would feel like pressed against my body. I would watch them as they walked, or talked, or laughed, or casually lived their life doing a thousand different little things during the da...
The hot water felt good as it ran down Shandra's back and over her ass. Her perfect body glistened in the candle light that flooded the bathroom. She gently rubbed the rose scented body lotion over her slender arms, full tits, long tone legs, and high tight ass. The fuck session her and Nicholas had had an hour ago had really relaxed her and gotten her jui...
It was an absolutely beautiful day and Patricia was determined to take full advantage of it. It was late in the summer and the heat had finally dissipated. There was a cool edge to the night air, but the days were still warm and comfortable. One of the advantages to living so far out in the country was the ability to take long afternoon walks down the count...
The next few days were some of those I remember best. The morning after her first night as a nude dancer I awoke to an empty bed. I was still groggy when I noticed her moving around the room already getting dressed. She was wearing short heels and underwear and was topless as she slipped into the shortest jean shorts she had. She noticed me awake and looki...
My husband John and I have enjoyed erotic stories regularly over the sixteen years of our marriage. All we need is one good story to get both of us in the mood for a hot evening of sex. I am thirty-six years old and I still have a sexy figure of 38D-27-36 on my 5 foot 10 inch frame. My husband is a 6 foot tall, forty year old, with a medium muscular build. W...
Michelle and I had been engaged for almost a year, but we still had not set a date for our nuptials. I was saving money to buy the perfect ring, she was focused on her new job and neither of us had accumulated any vacation days for a wedding. We lived together in a small apartment and were generally happy. On two occasions I met Michelle's coworkers and coul...
When I was in college, I was not much different than your average college male. I went to class, went to party's, and chased as many girls as I possibly could. College was a great time, but now it has been almost 5 years since I graduated, and I am living in the real world. I own my own business and it is hard to not think sexual thoughts about all the wom...
Author's Note: This is a quick little case meant to be read between "The Nightlife Case" and "Case of the Curse" in the Marly Jackson series. __________________________ I came back to Chicago from L.A. a broken woman. I'd left, Marly Jackson, P.I., a woman out to right past wrongs and make a decent buck, and returned home a murder suspect with more skelet...
Someone knocked on glass door of the Spade & Archer office. From under his dark brown fedora, Sam Spade pried open one eye then placed the half bottle of Old Sweat Sock in his desk drawer while he shoved the cock he had been stroking back in his pants. Rising, he straightened his trench coat, drawing the belt tight around his waist and tied it in a knot. "Co...
It's nearly midnight and Aya thinks to herself that she should probably be getting some sleep, not standing on her balcony, and definitely not eating a popsicle while doing so. It's too damn hot in the apartment tonight, though. The mid-summer humidity had licked an uncomfortable coat of sticky perspiration on her skin while she lay in bed. It made it impo...