This story is about a girl that is flown to Flagstaff by a wealthy young couple to have fun with them and their two black labs. If you don’t like this subject matter please don’t read any further. I found myself spending more and more time on the net, chatting in various rooms but mostly […]
Jocelyn threw off the covers and dreamily spread her naked legs. She had freshened up while her husband got ready to go to work. She did not need any lubricant, however — her arousal took care of that. She closed her eyes when she heard her husband open the bedroom door. As she pretended to […]
As the limousine pulled through the London streets, David wondered how this weekend would live up to the start it had. He was, of course, rock hard in his rubber underwear, and lying with his head in his Mistress’ lap wasn’t helping. ‘Stop here!’ she called out to the driver, and stepped out into the […]
Since she was a teen girl Megan had enjoyed playing with herself, rubbing her little clit until the release as the waves of pleasure washed over her body. As she grew up she experimented more, learning to use the things she found around her. What exited her were the possibilities. She could not look at […]
“Beatrice Dalrymple, just what do you think you are you doing to that poor young man?” Eleanor demanded from the doorway. Corky’s prick was still pulsing inside Beatrice’s bottom, having just deposited his tribute therein. Beatrice, for her part, was forestalled from her imminent climax by her mother’s exquisitely ill-timed interruption. Corky fought down the […]
Paul looked again at the pictures in front of him on the table with an air of disbelief. Yet there was no doubt about their content: his wife was perfectly recognizable and he could see very well what sexual practices she indulged in the company of several strangers. He turned his attention to Melanie, who […]
“Uh-huh,” I said into the phone, “yeah.” “No, no. Of course not!” I said. “Great. I’ll see you then.” I hung up. “Who was that,” Nadia wanted to know. “Kiss me,” I said, in lieu of an answer. Nadia smiled and sat across my lap, brought her hands to my face, and kissed me very […]
A frustrated frown on her normally smooth features, the woman ran to the phone while drying her hands on her dishtowel. Who on earth would be calling at this ungodly hour of the evening? “Bonjour, Ms. Thompson’s.” “Bonjour to you, too, Madamoiselle Maria, Comment allez vous?” “Michael?? Is that you, dear?” Maria asked delightedly. “Where […]
“Where’s Katie?” mom asked, as she counted heads and dinner plates. “I don’t know, probably playing Nintendo.” “Go and find her, your dad is about to carve the turkey.” My cousin Katie and I didn’t see much of each other when we were little. She lived in the suburbs of Detroit, and my family moved […]
I once read somewhere that only mature women can wear purple successfully. I hate the word mature. It connotes old age, rather that sophistication, which is closer to the mark. But you can be sophisticated and not mature. If you have not experienced this, you will just have to trust me until you experience it […]