We finally meet. We meet at a restaurant you choose for their sushi - I am standing outside with a single rose waiting for you. You arrive and we both take a deep breath. I am wearing a suit jacket and pants and you are wearing a short skirt with thigh highs slightly showing at the bottom of your skirt. Your heels are high and make your legs and ass look eve...
The sounds of the waves and the motion of the water seem to have ease that I can not tear away from... The wanting of him near me is like the motions of the water... Nears and then suddenly drifts off into the sunset... Lying in the sand only with thoughts of his warmth from his body surrounding me... I find myself not being able to keep my thoughts off you....
It's not the first picture I have been sent by a randy guy who's online with nothing better to do but try to get a response of any kind, preferably favourable and with a happy ending. And I am not typically visually keyed, being female and more moved by the written word, or at least the spoken one. But damn. Is that what it is like to be a guy? You see somet...
He took my hand and pulled me behind him. I saw some of my friends and they only smiled in understanding, knowing that I wouldn't be returned to them. I looked at him from the back, watching as he moved through the crowd. They seemed to part just for him; knowing he was on some sort of mission. It was a mission that included him and I spending the night doin...
Chapter 4: Amber's Pleasure This story is an adaptation of the first sexual roleplaying thread I ever started. It is told from several viewpoints, Violet who is the main female figure, Amber who changes from visitor to resident, and several male visitor's. It is broken into several episodes for easier reading. * * * * * Violet's eyes: I smile as I cum on...
Have you ever wanted something so bad, you could taste it? Naked and fresh out of the shower, smoothing my favorite Moringa Body Butter down my body. Over my neck and arms, giving special attention to my breasts and my very sensitive nipples, down my stomach; looking at myself in the mirror. I'm average height with a runners build and take pride in my muscu...
I fly in the darkness. I'm the vampire without the curse. I can hear you, smell you, taste your sweat, lust, greed, joy on my tongue. I move amongst you, unaware I'm here- so close I taste your soul, tap into it, learn from it all its joys, fears. I can see what drives the mortal soul and I only shake my head and move to the next one. I've yet to taste one...
The July afternoon was hot and brilliant, the sun beating down from a cloudless sky as she stood in the doorway, looking out into her backyard. She was alone with her thoughts, which were now just so much kindling for the summer weather that always made her feel lusty. Holding a cold, sweating glass of lemonade, she was on her way out to sit in a lounge cha...
Lisa slowly unzipped her shorts. I caught a glimpse of black lace framing what appeared to be a larger cock than mine. "Do you want to see more?" she asked, knowing the answer. I nodded. "You're going to have to kiss everything I uncover...Is that okay with you?" I nodded again. "Show me, baby. Show me how you'll make me happy." She reached out and pulled...
I can still remember the first time I asked her if I could do it. I had always had a fascination for tasting my own semen, you see. My wife Megan had indulged me certain levels of satisfaction in this matter but refused to let me give her oral after sex. She said it was "gross". I had licked it off her tits and she occasionally would kiss me after a blow...