Even though my father is American and my mother Japanese, I was brought up in France. It was in France that I started dancing and in France where I had my first sexual experience. It was in the town of St. Germain-en-Laye. I had been dancing and seemed to spend most of my life in
You’re mine, Fuck Me!
“Fuck me!” The echo, the plea in my wife’s voice, the insistent growl of her eager submission, those words excited me hard, almost terrifying me as they cut my soul. I loosened my grip, letting Andrea’s golden locks start to slip from the hard knot of my fingers. She moaned low, with a melted wanton
Phone Call Confession
“That guy is just so weird,” Brenda explains into the phone. “What did he do this time,” Lori asks, a hint of interest in her voice. “Well, we were working on something in my cubical,” Brenda starts off slowly. She tended to be very slow, and thurough. “And…” Lori’s impatience coming out. “Well, I don’t
Erotic Stories – Aroma of worked wood
Berkley furniture was a manufacturer of fine hand made wood furniture and Alec Conyers was one of those who did the making. He was fifty years old, tall, strong with big hands that looked clumsy but were in fact very delicate and skilled with wood. His speciality was work on hand carving table and chair
Erotic ecounter
he hurried along the path on her way home; the sky was getting darker and darker. The wind started to gust as she heard the roar of distant thunder. `Seems like we are in for a storm’ she thought to herself `a welcome relief – it will clear the mugginess in the air’. She hoped
Erotic oral sex between husband and wife
The moon’s pouring in, a flood of it. Dribbles from the bright patch on the floor follow the drape of the covers up to the bed. It makes the bed rail a rich mahogany. Pillows and sheets gleam. Individual dust motes drift around. It’s bright enough to read by. It’s bright enough to wake him.
You’re not gonna make me your Bitch now, are you?
It suddenly occurred to me that I told her too much. With her new knowledge she had power over me. How did she mean to use it? I wondered. “You’re not gonna make me your Bitch now, are you?” I blurted. I still wanted to eat her front and back but I was scared I
Erotic memories part 1.
As I rolled to the side, shifting the covers, she pressed up against my back. “Danny, me boy, we’ve come a long way.” Memory plays games when the nights are cold. Memory talks and I sleep, and we all grow old. The air conditioner kicked on in the hotel room, and my upstairs neighbor stumbled
Love making in the park
Yes, it was beautiful. Spectacular, really. Beth and I had stopped at a roadside park to have a look. It was mountainous country and the park was basically a lookout, with a sidewalk and a stone fence serving as a railing. It was sunny and there was just a little bit of mist, some of
Sex Story – Creampie Slut
As always, my heart raced as the time for my session approached. Time always passes so slowly when I’m in the waiting room. Even three minutes is a long time. I wanted to be in there with Holly. I started going to her for massages – the regular kind – for muscle tension. She always
Tongue penetrating into the groove, tasting the sweetness
A pot of gold. Well you would think so if you were a Leprecaun. The woman lay tossing restlessly in her bed. The sheets pulled back to reveal, her breasts, and the cool March air from the open window, perked up the nipples. The small man, only in stature, watched as the eyelids flickered and
Bitchbot One
“That’s eerie.” I looked up from my rapt hug. Nell gave my face a last lick and turned to watch Sara. “Eerie?” Sara, to my eyes, looked a little stunned, a little bemused. She nodded her head emphatically. “Eerie.” Nell decided that Sara wasn’t of interest so she swiped me with a paw in her
House to Home
“Hi Red” Lill said as she closed the door “Who’s home?” Red almost pounced her high school classmate hugging and kissing Lill “Just you and me hun, Mum left say something odd about going to a motel…” Red paused “…sorry I meant your Mother.” Lill shook her head and gave her friend a little kiss
A Chance Encounter – MDom story
After months of just not understanding what the deal was with him, I got fed up. I just couldn’t take the unexplained bouts of silence anymore. Or rather the unexplained bouts of vagueness. A few months passed, I was happy, busy, properly courted by a few men my age, and amused by the usual twentysomethings
Chubby Cindy the kinky schoolgirl
Cindy wasn’t considered beautiful by the girls in her senior class in high school. She was 18 years old and had full curves, full thighs, full voluptuous breasts. Svelte she wasn’t, and svelte was in – for the girls. Boys, however, saw in her the raw material for their endless fantasies. I couldn’t get her