*Special thanks to sweet_mahogany for the great editing. * It had been a while since I wanted time to fly by, as much as I did over the past two weeks. On Sunday afternoon I texted to tell Shri and Prath I'd be at their apartment at 1PM on Tuesday. I had an affirmative response within five minutes and I got a hard on. Okay, just two more semi-sleepless ni...
She smiled, indulging in the cracking sound of flesh against stone. He'd been bad, she knew that, seen it with her very own eyes, deliberately fondling another in front of her. She knew he wouldn't understand the root of her anger, she never showed him that side of her before but tonight was different, tonight, and he needed to be taught. "W-what was that f...
( I’d like to thank all those that have taken the time to comment on my offered thoughts. I have tried to respond to all those that were kind enough to include their e mail address. ) After calling Henry to let him know that we’d be there and no, I didn’t want him to call off his pinochle game… I slowly stirred the crushed tab of ecstasy into Mary’s marga...
Chame was SO excited. He had finally scheduled a date to meet. She had her list of requirements and after so many emails, texts, and Skype sessions...she had a good idea of what he wanted. She rubbed her clit as she tried to wake up, her nipples hardening and begging for attention. The alarm snooze sounded and she jumped out of the warm sheets. She did NOT w...
Lizzie is my new girlfriend and she is an eighteen-year-old beauty that's going to enter her senior year of high school in the fall. My name is Mindy and I'm a twenty-year old junior in college. I love Lizzie's blonde hair, perky breasts and firm round butt. She stands about five-foot-four and has a creamy fresh face. Lizzie is very sweet and innocent, but I...
Chapter 10 Arthur looked at Chloe with disappointment when she walked in. "Take all that off. I don't even know why I bother with you if you're going to keep losing your clothes." She dutifully stripped, a card fell out from the waistband of her skirt when she slipped it off. Arthur picked it up, making a show of ignoring the stark naked beauty, "Steve A...
I'd like to thank you all for the reception this story has been given. Glass Houses is a retelling of my first erotic story I post years ago on another site. To the best of my knowledge that version is no longer out there, but if this seems familiar, you might have run into it back then. All mistakes are mine. All people, places and institutions are made up,...
May 7, 2001 Steven Pressman was reading the "Personals" in the Little Timber Times. Yes, his wife was off playing bridge, as usual, on a Friday night. He did have this week's vast collection of Chemistry tests finally corrected. Of course, there was nothing worth watching on TV. Damn this was pathetic, he thought, still.... There was a thank-you for all...
I wake up first of course as always and find you beside me naked and peaceful. I try to get up as quietly as possible so as not to bother you and go straight into the shower. After I'm done, I make a coffee and sit down to drink it having the best view, you naked on the bed lying on your side with one leg so bent that his heel rests on the other's knee. The...
You may think this story belongs in the humor section, maybe or maybe not. I have had more than a few emails and comments regarding the continuation of my story Mr. Lucky. I really like the main characters in that story and felt like writing with them in mind again. As the story developed it naturally veered toward the loving wives category. Despite how so...