It was the middle of a typical Saturday afternoon and Keaira had the house all to herself. Her lover had left a short time before that to help a friend move, leaving her to lounge about in one of his t-shirts as she awaited his return. She tried to busy herself but her mind kept drifting back to the incredible morning of lovemaking she shared with her belove...
Standing in the doorway, she watched the sweat drip down the gardener's chest. The tall, muscular man, had stopped beside the mower and wiped his brow off with a well-tanned arm. She waited restlessly for him to notice that she was standing at the door in a cropped T-shirt and a pair of tiny white underwear. She had been trying to get the man's attention all...
I whined into the next room. "C'mon... Hurry up. Don't keep me waiting." He stepped into the doorway in a coyish manner, lit by the dim but playful lighting, in a pink, ruffly, feminine dress only going down to his mid thighs. I released a dangerous smile, one that promised good use of his little outfit. Seeing my reaction, he loosened up a bit. "Do you-"...
My body felt alive again. Leaving that bookstore, I was both sexually drained and in a state of high arousal. I took a ride share to pick up Marissa and the same guy was nice enough to take me home as well. When I first stepped into his car I saw his nostrils flare. I smelled of my lust. I would keep seeing his eyes dart up into his rear view mirror to look...
I started dating Emma our freshman year of college, and it was perfect. She was funny, incredibly smart, and frankly much hotter than the girls I dated in high school. Emma was studying to be a nurse; she preferred getting to work directly with patients in the hospitals. I was working on my degree in accounting; it may not have been glamorous, but it seemed...
Note to the Reader - This story explores a man's need to wear lingerie, specifically, lace panties, while masturbating. This is the normal beginning of a feminization process. The story also has strong overtones of female dominance and control or better known as, "Femdom". Bisexuality is also on display in this story as well as possible MMF and CFNM experien...
(Note; this story is a sequel to my earlier Restarted, parts one and two, and hence also belongs in the same series as Thanks for the Memories. You shouldn't need to have read any of them to understand it, but you might enjoy things most if you read stuff in order.) * Edgar's phone rang while he was having breakfast, sitting in the kitchen while still wear...
The long weekend finally arrived and after Julia, Barb and I had a quick dinner with Sam, the three of us plus Rebecca departed to spend the holiday up on the farm, “The Haven”. I had borrowed a baby’s travel seat for Rebecca and she and Julia were happily exchanging baby talk in the back seat as we cruised up the highway. A couple of hours after we left the...
Chapter 40 Karri knew he was at the limit his balls were about to break if he didn't get relief so Karri fucked herself came twice and then Marti shot his huge load into Karri. Karri kept going making Marti cum again then went down and sucked him clean. Karri then moved up and put his softening cock back in her cunt and squeezed her muscles making him semi...
"Hello. Carol? This is Ralph." "Hi, Ralph. I was expecting your telephone call. Thanks for your letter and the Happy Birthday card. It is a nice card and conveys pleasing thoughts." "I am pleased that you liked the card. It is good to hear your voice, Carol. Is Friday afternoon, a good time to start my visit?" "An excellent time. I already have approval a...