My wife, Lisa, and I went to a couples club one night. We rented a room in a motel nearby so we wouldn't have to drive after we got drunk, as we knew we would. We have been to clubs such as this before, though not this one. We aren't swingers but have often enjoyed "adult" type fun, flashing and allowing guys to fondle her from time to time. Lisa dressed in...
Dickin' Down the Designing Women Ch. 2 Charles stood directly behind Suzanne on the landing in front of the door, his hot breath flowing down onto the chubby rich white woman's neck as they both looked towards the center of the room where the remnants of Dewayne's orgasm dripped down Mary Jo's chin. Suzanne seemed to be in a trance, not feeling Charles's b...
It has been several months since Jen and I acted on one of our fantasies. She wanted to fuck a black guy, and I wanted to watch. She hasn't mentioned that night, and we have been having great sex since then. I wondered if she might be thinking about it. When she is out of town, I wonder if she might want to have another encounter with a black guy. I wonder...
I picked up the phone. It had buzzed again, the umpteenth time it had chirruped and announced a new video message. Each time it had been like someone stabbing some rusted, ragged blade into my heart. This time was no different - Alice's hand, wedding band gleaming, covering her bare pussy. Slowly the hand was pulled aside, revealing her sloppy wet hole ... s...
Darnell told me that I was welcome back at his place anytime, but as badly as I wanted to drop by, I wasn't ready yet. He'd given me the single best night of my life, and I desperately wanted to return the favor. I was still new to dealing with anything of his calibre though. My husband, despite whatever attempts he'd made with that little pink thing of his,...
Monday night turned out to be just a dinner date for my wife and David, so other than a few kisses and a little touching I was positive nothing else happened that night. This was Saturday and Kathy and I were starting a week of vacation together this week except her boyfriend David would be joining my wife starting tonight. This was my idea for Kathy to hav...
Like most typical white boys growing up in suburbia, I'd never had a black girlfriend. (If African American is the correct phrase, forgive me – it's too long to write.) I'd had friends who were black, both guys and girls, but the few girls I did date were white. In college, I'd gone out with the same girl for nearly four years, so – same situation. There wa...
I followed Marcus' orders the next day, forgoing breakfast and not bothering to pack a lunch. As I walked in, I got some strange looks from my co-workers, but I just blushed and kept walking. The note on my desk told me to come to Marcus' office as soon as I came in. As I opened the door, Ashley's moans and whispers were loud. With a glare from Marcus, I i...
Irma had Drake lap and probe obediently at the mixed perfumes of her cunt and arsehole, enjoying several rich orgasms as she indulged in the sheer pleasure of enforcing her dominance over him, revelling in her control and lusting to show her latest conquest to her friends; the first showing always gave her such a thrill, her pride bursting as she demonstrate...
Copyright © 2016 BJ Gorson. All rights reserved. Chapter 3 A Room with a View Joanne walked gracefully, like a dancer. Proudly, like a princess. And, with her deliberately sensuous movements, just a bit wantonly, like a slut. How could one person be all these things simultaneously? Poised, cool and elegant, and sexy and provocative and - available. Must b...