I came home from work, to find a most unusual sight. My wife, hair wet, obviously just out of the shower, dressed only in her dressing gown, which was sticking in all the right places. She knew how to turn me on, and, sauntering up to me, stroked my package gently through my trousers. In
His long middle finger pushed the material of my dress deep into the cleft between my buttocks, then continued further until it reached my pussy. Fortunately his grope was masked by the throng in the crowded department store through which we were hurrying. On my cheek, his breath was hot but sweet, “Where are you
The 60s were a great time. Booze, partying, marijuana and sex. And, of course, no bras. This is a story of my introducing my young wife to my fantasies and perversions. Sally was tall, slender, 18 years old a very innocent. I was in my 20s and not very experienced but had more than my
It was New Years, and the big bash I’d paid big bucks to go to was over. We’d raised Hell and danced and had our fancy dinner and a show and the champagne to ring in the New Year and it was two thirty in the morning. Coming out of the city on the main
Abigail stirred and pulled the covers over her bare, cold skin. Her shoulder was exposed to the frigid air of the bedroom. She had forgotten to turn up the heat again. With her head feeling like a rotten melon ready to split apart, and the taste of a well-worn sweat sock in her mouth, she
The spirit of Naar floated helplessly in the darkness of space, his soul a cloud of ethereal, black smoke. He watched angrily as the universe was consumed by the Light of Ishir and Kai, their benevolent gazes bringing new life to the worlds he had purified with fire and death. At the Dark God’s side
This story is meant as an erotic fiction, not real life. Nikki loved Christmas. She loved everything about it. She loved the music, the presents, the food and of course, she loved Santa. It was Friday, 2 weeks before Christmas and Nikki was home alone at night. He parents, Leslie and Trish, were at Leslie’s
“Do you know what I saw on my way home from school today, Daddy?” “I don’t think I want to know, Jenny.” “But, Daddy– I saw this great little car–” “I don’t want to hear this, Jenny.” “It’s just a small car, Daddy — a tiny tiny car, a Toyota, actually, is what it is.
Thunder whinnied and stamped as he was led to the mare in heat. Still, he had done this many times before, and so allowed himself to be led up to the breeding stand by Nicolette Bower, whose father helped him settle into place. The mare snorted as the large dick penetrated her vagina, and the
It started innocuously enough with what seemed like a harmless exchange of private messages on a friends- based porn site. A person identifying as a male sent a note to a young sissy whose profile expressed some fantasies about being made into a full-time sissy, perhaps involving some forced feminization and even surgical “enhancements.” The
The twins were born minutes apart, the female at 12:03, the male at 12:12. Their father hadn’t been able to make the event, being on duty in the Philippines at the time. No one from the immense horde of relatives had come from their scattered homes to the Denver event, so the mother had no
Ted Rodgers was enjoying the new state of the art computer that his sister had just bought for him. Ted was fourteen and enjoyed working with computers. Along with the computer, Amy also purchased for him an Internet access account, which he was just getting up and running. Amy Rodgers was Ted’s older sister. She
Looking briefly at his wall, the clock showing 11:30. About to turn off the lights, 25 year-old Todd heard a knock on his door before seeing an attractive mid- forties woman enter. “Hi Mom.” Smiling at her son, Mona walked over to the bed. “Honey, I’ve got a mild cramp in my leg, would you
My names Niki. It was the summer of 73 I was twenty two, size ten and a good figure, in my second year teaching. My husband still a student was working all hours that god sent in the summer holidays. We ran a beat up convertible, which he was slowly restoring, to pristine glory. I
No one from our small east coast town had any idea one of our classmates would be coming home on military leave to attend our belated fifth year high school class reunion. Having come all the way across the Pacific Ocean from the Indian Ocean and immediately flying home across the United States this classmate