We're on the sofa watching an ice-hockey match. You're sitting at one end, and I'm lying down with my head in Your lap. You're absently stroking my hair, and every now and then You reach down and touch my ass, rubbing your hand over it and occasionally pinching one of the still-fresh welts, smiling whenever I wince or flinch. You're explaining the game to me...
Steve groaned sharply, but it wasn't in pleasure. Supporting his right hand on my breast, he drew a deep breath, and managed a smile. He was trying hard to relax, probably too hard, but I knew from experience that this was going to be more than some subtle coaching. I'd been there so many times before, but this was expected of me, I guess because I'm a girl....
I've always wanted to tell this story. It's something I have wanted to share for a long time, but it was never safe to do so till now. This happened one hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1983. My parent's pastor was a burly, hulking man of 6'3" with a booming voice and a firm handshake. Each Sunday he thundered out dire warnings of God's coming wrath for sinn...
Tina stood under the showerhead, eyes closed, enjoying the warm water as it rinsed the sweat from her sore, tired body. Her pussy still had a pleasant ache from the pounding she had received from Mitch on her private hike with him. The length of the hike wouldn't normally have bothered her, but the sex there in the old cabin had been amazing. The cool air on...
My thanks go out to my volunteer editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His help has improved it greatly. All errors remain mine. Nearly a month after they left for Florida the small group met two Spanish men. Margarita translated for Roger and conversed with them on her own as well. She told Roger they were from St. Augustine. The men knew s...
Now panty-less, bra-less, your blouse is on, and your skirt hiked over your hips, your thigh highs and heels on... you are a vision of sexual desire, and I whisper in your ear that you are so fucking hot as I press my turgid flesh against your sweet ass reddened by repeated bad behavior. All the while you mentally want to glue the quarters to the back of you...
My name is Fred and this is my dairy. I keep it hidden behind the dresser in Ellie’s room where I spend most of my days, and nights. I am a bunny and my tag says I am made of 100% new materials. Someone who didn’t read the part about not removing this tag took off, my tag before I came here to live with Ellie. I don’t really remember much about before. I end...
Part 1 Jennifer woke in a sweat. Breathing heavily she pushed the blanket off her. She couldn't remember much of the dream but the warm tingle between her legs told her just what it had been about. It had been the same thing sense the night she met him. She rolled to her back and sighed. She didn't understand why she had become so obsessed with him, but it...
Another reactionary story. After perusing far too much porn on another site, I decided to write a little story in response to one of the trends I saw. This could be in interracial, loving wives, or non-erotic. Expect my normal sarcastic nature to come out. Don't take me too seriously; I certainly don't. Love it or hate, I hope you at least enjoy reading it....
We'd talked about this for several weeks, but never thought it could actually happen. Due to a change in plans he had two free days in a nearby city and decided to make the three-hour drive to my home. I paced the floor, nervous, antsy, fidgety. No matter how much a person thinks about, fantasizes and wants something, when it becomes reality it's a bit ner...