My wife, Trina, could be a porn star. Her proclivity for nasty sex and knowledge of what men desire has led to many years of rewarding encounters between us. She may have grown a little thick around the middle but her pronounced breasts and voluptuous figure on a somewhat petite frame more than compensate for any age related flaws, and still drew stares from...
The saga began on a beautiful, hot, July, Friday evening in New England. My wife and I are fortunate enough to have a nice cottage on the shores of a large, pristine lake. The lake is quite deep, very cold and clear enough that you can see into depths of 30 or more feet. Though there are hundreds of homes and cottage along its shores, our camp is located...
Camilla removed the come-soaked paper towels from the bed and threw them away; then she slept for a few hours, waking up around 4 PM. She looked at the hidden camera in the hole in the wall above the head of the bed, and saw the camera move slightly. "He's ready for yet another show," she said, then she put more paper towels in the middle of the bed. After t...
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...with each step Naomi drew closer to the house she had feared and deeply craved - "step" being less accurate than "hobble." Along the sidewalk she ambled leading with pointed toes and counting the concrete seams... "45... 46...47..." "This is going too far," she murmured to herself in a low growl with tightened lips. The fabric of the black cape which e...
Epilogue: The Flight Home Steve, Deana, and Julie were on Steve's personal G-5 on the first leg of their journey back to Texas. It was mid-afternoon on Sunday, Tahitian time. Just 24 hours since Deana showed up on the doorstep of the bungalow in Papeete. Following yesterday's impromptu orgy, Deana had fulfilled her promise to Steve and gone straight to bed,...
Pam was still thinking about the way the young man at the garden center had stared appreciatively at her as she transferred her cart full of flowers to the trunk of her car. He had even rushed over to assist her with a few remaining pots. She remembered how he'd grinned shyly at her when she beamed her smiling "Thanks" to him. Damn, he reminded her so much o...
She used to be Sue. But at age 19 she re-spelled it Sioux, French for Cut-throat. Sioux was punk. Her job at the Sex Store was all she needed. It didn't pay much, but she didn't spend much. She enjoyed watching the people from the raised platform behind the counter. They were funny. The nervous, laughing couples looking at sexy costumes and underwear. The...
Breathing heavily, flushed by excitement he forced himself to stand back and admire his work. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in the art he had created, revelling in his perversity. She floated between heaven and earth, an intricate network of soft ropes suspending her from the roof. Her legs were pulled back to her stomach, splayed wide open, exposin...
Alice awoke with a dry mouth and a soaked pussy. Gingerly opening her eyes for fear of what new surreal adventure might unfold she was almost disappointed to see her own study bed where Felicia and Irene lay collapsed in comatose sleep with a large double headed dildo still conjoining their gaping vaginas. "Got to piss and get rid of this cotton mouth." H...