Well it had been some time since we had talked about it much, but with just a few words from me about it would embarrass her. But at the same time I could see the excitement she was getting from thinking about it. I could see her squirming and squeezing her legs together. I saw
I opened my eyes and sighed. The dream was going so well: I had money, power, and most of all, a loving boyfriend. At 19 years of age without having had any sort of lover, I have come to feel a little… undesired. All of my friends have had some sort of relationship with guys.
“At last!” I shouted, after I sneaked a peek through the blinds. I wanted to make sure the Gang of Four couldn’t hear me for two reasons. One, if they did, maybe they’d turn around and come back. Two, they might high five each other if they heard my exasperation. But Laurel, Felicity, Mimi and
“Asshole!” “Yep. And you love watching it get fucked – don’t you?” I grinned back at my wife. “Only fair. You can’t seem to get enough of mine.” She smiled lazily at me. “I’d kiss you for that but I seem to be tied up for the moment…” I jerked a thumb over my shoulder
Isabella woke with her arms around her dog, cuddling him like a full body pillow. Memories of the night before made her smile. She reached her right arm around her husky’s charcoal grey and white furred body and felt around his abdomen until she felt his sheathe. Rubbing it gently she soon saw the red
Mmm, listen to the quiet susurration of rain on the tile roof. A comfortable sound in the warmth of the lounge. The fire has burned down now, only the embers flaring briefly to life when the wind outside causes a draft in the fireplace. Lightning is flickering on the hills to the east; a reminder
One night while we were lying on the floor drinking wine, smoking marijuana and listening to music he had a silly idea and I went along. I had a bit too much wine. I was too agreeable. I couldn’t really believe he would let anything happen. He was just testing me. It started out with
This story is about me as well as my ‘now’ ex-wife discovering a new sexual experience beyond what we had ever planned for. My ex-wife Kandi and I had been married for over 2 years. I was 21 when we met and Kandi was 26. The sexual experience with the age difference was a huge
Isabella and Ingrid followed their tour guide through the Dog House facility. The two had booked a week to relax after exams. Isabella’s friend Madeleine had arranged the contact. How she knew about the place, neither girl would ever know. Maddy hadn’t mentioned anything beyond saying cryptically she went for a true vacation every so
“Your mother and I will be back at 12:00 Sam,” her father shouted up from the foyer. “Stay inside and keep the door locked. ” “No worries Dad!” she called back. A moment later the sound of the front door shutting echoed up to wear Samantha stood. Breathing out a sigh of relief mixed with
He searched the darkened parking lot, surely one of the few remaining cars would be open to steal. The mall had long since closed, the only remaining cars were the ones belonging to employees of the various department stores. Finally he found one, an older model with the doors unlocked. He opened the door and
“Now you see that? You see how she swallows him all the way down to the balls and milks the shaft with her lips? That’s the way I want to see you this afternoon baby. I want to see you with a face full of dick and a happy cocksucker’s smile on your puckered pouty
It was a warm day in late spring in he year 2034. Karen Ball had just gotten off work from her job as an artificial intelligence programmer for the huge North Am CRYSTAL HOLOGRAPHIC CO. It was 4 p.m. and she had a date that was so exciting that she could hardly contain her eagerness.
Leah grunted with each thrust as this unknown assailant slammed his dick into her ass to the hilt each time. With her hands shackled behind her back she could not brace herself and her breasts rubbed across the hood of the car she was bent over with each thrust. Dawn was just breaking, and Leah
A month or two had passed since my chance encounter with Dad at the motel. He never mentioned the episode again and shied away from every attempt of mine to broach the subject. It had created a tension between us which badly needed breaking for both of our sakes -after all, we were the only