Glancing again at her stiffening nipples he gently rubbed his cock through his tightening jeans. Her tank top was pulled taut across her ample breasts and the buds pressing outward from each betrayed her quiet excitement. His cock had been on the rise from the moment he smelled her sweet perfume, teasing his senses with its fruity aroma, mixed with the tangy...
Sam Gates was a divorced 42 year old lawyer, living in southern California. His sex with his ex had been uneventful. She would allow cunnilingus but did not seem to really enjoy it. The handful of times his tongue had gone south towards her anus she would immediately tell him it was off limits. She was a little shocked that a man would enjoy the taste "down...
Techno music pulsed against the walls like a living thing. Pale flesh and taut bodies writhed against each other like lovers instead of strangers, wrapped up like gothic birthday presents in painted-on latex, vinyl, and leather. Hair with spikes deadly enough to slice, metal forced through holes far too small, and chains trailing a lazy restricted path from...
I'm sitting in the center of a stranger's plush white couch. I have perfect posture, a function of the two corsets I'm wearing. The first is severely laced satin, the second a more decorative high shine buckled vinyl. Next to me is a semi-vanilla voyeur. What he and I and twenty or so others are watching is a very flexible blonde getting hogtied by a pseudo...
Part Two Ten Saturday arrived early for Nick, awoken by a prevailing flurry of rain that lashed at the window eliciting thoughts of midwinter rather than midsummer. Noting that Jan remained undisturbed by the foul morning, he crept out onto the landing, hesitating for a brief moment outside son Joe's old room before hurrying along to the bathroom. A nice w...
They say some things get better with age, and as I looked in the mirror that morning, I decided it was true in my case. I don't think I had ever been what you would consider pretty, but during the last four years I had made a number of changes... lost weight and toned up, bleached my hair... and had some great sexual encounters! As I put my lipstick on, I w...
Laura Klein and Jessica Lewis marched Paul to the large building with a sign in front reading Jane House - Girls' Hostel. Next to the doorway stood an eight foot tall stone statue of a woman. The stone lady stood proudly, with her hands in her sides and her chin raised high. Next to the statue was a golden nameplate on a stone pillar with large bold letters...
He felt a shift in her weight, and suddenly she was bouncing up and down on his throbbing cock. She must have repositioned her feet, so she could press into them. Every time she raised herself up, that chain pulled up against his sack. Then she would slam her wet cunt down on him. He was teetering on the line between delirious and terrified. Suddenly, the...
On my knees on the vinyl floor, the metal choke chain around my neck, one end of the chain under the pointed toe of her fuck-me heels, keeping me bent over so that my pantied ass is sticking up into the air. The sound of her crop slapping against my silky undies punctuating the mean things she says to me in a bored voice. "Real men don't wear girly panties...
His stomach was tight knots of anticipation as he sat at the signal light. He hadn't seen her in so long, he wasn't sure what to expect. He daydreamed about her long strawberry blonde hair and her flashing green eyes as he waited for the light to change. He remembered her voice like a song in his head and the smell of her perfume on his skin like a blanket....