The lap dance was something forbidden, A line crossed, a limit pushed, She had her skirt around her waist, Her body exposed, her desire lush. The lap dance was beyond the norm, Her skirt hiked up, her panties damp and warm. She ground against his swollen...
Rachel was no longer interested in sex. At forty, she was a young widow and had remained chaste since her husband's death three years previously. It was not that she did not occasionally feel sexual urges. However, she did not want sex and what went with...
I lay awake with my back still against his chest, the bloom of the flower between my legs fresh and fragrant. Still feeling him down there, I reflected on his gently making love to me, how he always wanted me to feel good, not even a little bad. An unusua...
“Come here, angel,” I whisper It's been a long time those twelve hours, feels like forever since I've smelled anything as divine Your beauty leaves me breathless That sparkle in your eyes The way you always make me laugh Your determination to never give u...
After settling into my hotel room, I started scrolling through YouTube. Since I was still feeling nostalgic, I started searching for old Detroit commercials. I smiled as I watched ads for Faygo, Boblo Island, Mel Farr Superstar, and my dad’s law firm. As...
You knew what he wanted, your married pussy. Ever since the first time at your husband's office, his thick cock hasn't left your mind, keeping you wet and wanting more. You continue teasing him during the corporate mixer. Unknown to you, he follows you in...
Tom was happy that his older brother, Jake, was returning home from college for the summer. He missed hanging out with him. He practically idolized Jake. Jake taught him everything. Everything from sports to fishing and girls. He helped him with homework...
Cynthia (Mom) After we all orgasmed from the voyeuristic exhibitionism that occurred in our living room, Brian and I retreated to our bathroom to clean up and discuss it all. We fell onto the bed and snuggled up face-to-face while playing with each other'...
He walked in on me looking at porn and masturbating. For some reason, I quickly quit and hid my wet fingers, startled and embarrassed. "What are you doing?" I giggled. "Looking at guys jerking off, okay?" "Mmm, fun! Are you horny?" I spread my legs. "Why...
He didn't return to the lake till Monday, a beautifully warm sunny day with a mild south-westerly wind, perfect for swimming. Alone, he plunged into the ice-cold water, crawling as far as the mass of tangled brambles, lichen-petrified trees, bushes coveri...
Since my hands are holding my buttcheeks apart, my chest and stomach press against the cool surface of the sturdy desk for balance. With each passing second, my senses sharpen, amplifying the rush of adrenaline. Time slows, and all that exists is my heart...
“Bye, guys, and have a lovely evening. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Max is in bed by eight.” Holly watched Mr and Mrs Carter walk down the driveway to their car. Well, to be honest, she watched Mr. Carter. Her teenage imagination took over and she wished s...
The walk to the edge of town where the Snack Shack stood was both invigorating and relaxing, an odd mix where I felt comfortable and excited at the same time. We talked about the past year, and I gently probed about her experiences in college, hoping to h...
The dryness of my mouth was contrasted by the juices seeping through my thong. After a long time of insisting, I had accepted my first hotwife challenge from my husband. We had participated in the lifestyle as a couple, but I had been hesitant to do anyth...
“It’s like I’m sliding sideways through time and space,” Quentin explained to Vivienne. “You might have seen that movie with Gwyneth Paltrow, or maybe, in this continuum, Renee Zellweger: Sliding Doors. Only for me, it’s all the time. The way I understand...
My soul forever etched the night we metthe two of us entwined as oneNaked in Mississippi moonlightto this day, the forefront of my thoughts One of those instants in time I would sell my soul to return I can clearly see the visionmy white and blemished ski...
Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family...
ARIZONA 1851 Willie Mac was known for being unknown; an enigma of sorts. Some legends say Willie was spawned from the union of two mythical creatures yielding the stealthy quickness of a jackrabbit with a tongue as slick as a rattlesnake and just as venom...
