I have chronic back pain due to an injury, so while I’m always “up”
for sex, I’m not always up for sex. Sure, I’m a married guy in his
twenties, at my sexual peak, so I’m always thinking about fucking my
hot wife. And if you were married to her, you’d feel the same way:
nice big juicy tits, plump …
I woke up in dim light and wondered why Jasmine hadn’t pulled back the
curtains. Then I realised I was in a single bed with a warm body
pressed close to me. I was wide awake instantly. The memories of last
night came flooding into my mind.
“Shit,” I whispered.
Alexandra murmured something in her sleep.
I realised she was …
Christmas. At least that’s my excuse. Party season, networking season.
A client’s PR company threw a big thrash in some cool Covent Garden
bar. “Cool” was funny, because cool was the *last* word you’d choose
to describe that crowded, clattering cavern. The place was steaming.
Full of laughter; of smoke; glasses clashing. The noisy babble of
reckless, drunken people.Now …
A dozen candles gave a warm, soft light to her
bedroom. A gentle breeze blew in through the open
window, billowing the sheer curtains and making the
flames flicker. Naked, she stood in front of the
window and drew the curtains open wide. She leaned
against the windowsill, relishing the feel of the cool
night air caressing her naked flesh. …
This is a story that happened to me, David last summer. My wife, Jan and I
were visiting relatives in the midwest. We were staying at my wife’s
stepbrother’s house on a small farm. It was very hot. Somewhere in the
90’s. To cool off we went to the neighbors pool. Everyone went in for a swim. My
wife’s stepneice, …
I am 22 years old, 5’6″ tall, long straight black hair, and I
have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN.
Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park. This is
where my story takes place.It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little
adventure was in order. I woke …
“Tell them that I am looking for a wife with
traditional values.”I am talking to your father and mother. You are a
beautiful young girl. I have no idea how old you
are. You look very young, but your parents
consider you marriageable.“They don’t trust Americans. They were hoping for
a husband who wasn’t a foreigner.”“I have …
I was on my period, the first day when I saw Roxanne. She was older
than my 20 years, old enough to be my mother perhaps? But truthfully
that doesn’t really matter. I find older women much more attractive
than girls my own age and Roxanne was certainly no exception.We were in the locker room of a small health …
Mary was in a fine spirit when she came home, shortly before nine. She
kissed me in that special way she had done lately: 6 or 7 fast little
kisses on my eyes, nose, cheeks, and then a long, soft erotic kiss on my
lips. “Hello, dear. Had a nice dinner?” “Oh, yes. I loved showing off my Alfa Romeo. …
The affair had now had three episodes and I was far from sated with
her. She and my wife worked together and I had met her at a social
function. In fact, my wife had invited her to our house a couple of
times. This made the affair both more dangerous and exciting for me,
but also more emotionally distressing …