As I entered the motel I could see him waiting for me. He walked over, wrapping his arms around me and planted a small peck on my lips. His kiss was intoxicating. Once his lips touched mine, my animal instincts took over. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back to my lips. My tongue snaked in between his lips and eagerly danced with his As we brok...
He extended his hand to you, you took it, and like Venus emerging from the sea, you rose from the bubbles. You stood there in all your naked glory, your excitement overwhelming any embarrassment or reluctance. He helped you from the tub and into the huge, fluffy towel I held waiting for you. Together we dried you, touching you tenderly through the soft mater...
I had difficulty sleeping that night as I thought about Kathy and Jack. It was hard for me to get in touch with my feelings about what had happened. First, I was upset with myself because I had sex with my best friends wife. The fact that he knew about it and had helped Kathy set it up didn't help. The problem was that I didn't know it was a set up and I let...
She kisses him deeply, moaning softly into his mouth, tongue searching and probing, hands roaming over his body. "Tell me what you want...." she breathes, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping it to the floor. "You Ma'am" is his hurried reply. "This. Your hands, your mouth, your cock." "Ahh..." she snickers, running her hand over the silicone protr...
No matter what you say of me, I am not worried as long as my wife Gwen stands with me. Call me perverted, call me weird, call me a cuckold, weak and lame but Gwen knows what I am and understands me so well. This is a secret no man or woman can understand. At first Gwen was worried about my deep fantasy of wanting to share my wife with another man but she...
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The clock ticks loudly in the quiet room, reminding me of how achingly slow the seconds are passing. I am not even counting the hours or the minutes anymore, just the seconds. The seconds until my lunch break starts. Fifteen minutes to get home, fifteen minutes to get back, ten minutes to eat and shower after a round of midday sex.....
Part 1: The Banquet. Steve sat at one of dozens of tables in the crowded university ballroom. A speaker droned on to the bored students, who sat eating their closing day banquet. It was the final event of the multi-day debate competition and Steve, for one, was sorry to see it end. He wasn't so sure about Cherie and Yvette. They sat across from him, picking...
Bob was an eighteen-year-old young man. He lived in a run down bed-sit and had a variety of dull dead-end jobs. The excitement in his life was the evenings, and in particular, girls. Which, as he was reasonably handsome, he had some success with. The previous evening, he had picked up a dark haired, slim sexpot called Pippa. She was seventeen, and highly sex...
[My apologies to you all for the delay... Real life work intruded for a considerable while. I really hope you think is has been worth the wait] * * * * * "Come with me," she said her in haughtiest, sexiest voice. "We have a busy morning in front of us." You don't know the half of it, I told myself. I dabbed her body with the towel, which gave her skin a w...
{Author's Note: This is my first effort in BDSM. All of the characters (and errors) are my creation. All of your comments are appreciated. } It started innocently enough. It was our twelfth anniversary and because it was a Saturday we booked a room at a hotel in the City. Dinner at a special-occasion restaurant and back to the hotel at a little past nine. T...