When one hears the word "Mistress," the first thing that usually pops into his mind is a tall, slender brunette, clad in tight black leather and high-heeled boots. While I fit the physical description to a tee, the attire has never been my particular fancy. I'm more of a plain-clothes Mistress, thick cotton name-brand sweats to be exact. I conduct an aerob...
I flicked channels. Up one took me to the French news channel that I couldn't understand. Even so I paused briefly, my gaze flicking between the two news anchors, wondering vaguely if they had ever fucked. No, I decided. He was too old for her, and she looked... not unattractive, not boring, but... too professional. But then again, this was France. Who knew...
The heat beneath my fingertips was amazing. There was a definite bulge in his boxer briefs but I suspected, despite the impressive size, that he wasn't quite aroused. I used the tips of my fingers around the waist band of his boxers but I was nervous and it took me a couple tries to slide my fingers beneath the elastic. Once I finally managed it, I slid my f...
Justin walked into the apartment Friday evening, after a long day at the office. His wife was out of town, again, with Sarah. She had been going away a lot lately. Not that he minded, that just gave him more time to spend with his mistress, Maggie. The apartment had been a filled with buddies of his over the last few weeks wanting to fuck Maggie. Now, Justi...
This is a true story shared with me by the young Indian man who had the pleasure of experiencing the joys of an older woman as his first lover. During my spring break from college, my family had planned a trip to a neighboring county to spend time with our extended family, celebrating the marriage of one of my cousins. However, on the day we were to leave...
Please, if you're under the legal age to enjoy erotic stories in your area, don't read this. If such stuff bothers you in any way, please don't read this. Otherwise, please read this. This is my first effort, and only the second chapter of that. I'd love comment. FROM THE LAST CHAPTER ... Melissa said, "Sweetie, I want a bath. Would you run one?" "Of cour...
It's August in Las Vegas. It has cooled down because it is monsoon season and there's a dark cloud cover. I was nervous. I had not seen this guy in years. I do remember him fondly, though, he was great in bed. He was flying in from L.A. (on his way to another destination) and I was going to pick him up from the airport around noon and take him to his hotel....
His leg felt like it was encased in concrete and it hurt, a deep throbbing ache that matched his heartbeat. Oh, man, did it hurt. He opened his eyes a crack and shut them again, his only defense against the spearing sunlight. Conscious now, the memories poured through his mind like water over a dam at warp speed. The Kawasaki 600, a stretch of open highway s...
He helped lower her into the tub, where she sat squinting in the bright light. "Turn off that light and hit this light." She pointed. As he did so it seemed to allow her to relax. She slipped down into the warm water and lay back pressing the water level up high. Her breasts noticeably buoyed to the surface and seemed to bob a bit of their own accord. To al...
I slowly awake, disoriented at first, from the feeling of strong arms around me. I quickly remembered that Mike was finally here with me. I am completely relaxed lying in my bed with him. It was as if the world had completely dissolved around us. I run the evening's events through my head: our first kiss, our dinner, and our incredible lovemaking. He had bee...