This is the fourth part of this story. Please read the other episodes first. You'll find them on my profile, under stories... Chapter 5 - Tiny Kittens “Like this, do you mean?” Greg was squeezing and tweaking my boobs as we lay in the bath that evening, with me on top. I was in the middle of recounting my sensual coffee break with Simon and Greg was trying to match my description with actions of his own. The main differen...

I'm in a whirlwind of emotions regarding my wife, Violetta. What started as a lighthearted gathering with friends has spiralled into something intense and unexpected. Initially, Violetta seemed reserved, but her recent transformation into a dominant figure has ignited a thrilling yet terrifying dynamic between us. The GatheringIt was a warm weekend, and I was surrounded by friends—two heterosexual couples and a trans coup...

They lay quietly, arms wrapped around each other, both euphorically sated. He nearly pinched himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. As if reading his thoughts, she did the pinching for him and then, laughing, scurried off into the shower. As the water rained down on her, he admired her sexy body as she lathered it with gel. He got up, stepping into the shower to join her. His hands took the place of hers, gliding along...

This story features heterosexual, vanilla sex, missionary, non-verbal communication, and the male orgasm. Strip with me. Start with your shirt. Lift it up, up, up over your head, past your elbows. Hold on, your shirt covers your eyes, so let me lean in for a kiss. Your lips taste delicious, and we have barely begun. I bet you're hard as a rock already, because my panties are soaked with desire. It doesn't take long for ei...

Miss Watkins, thirty-three, was sitting in the coffee bar just around the corner from her house when she saw Daniella walk in. She knew she was now eighteen and in her final term at the local sixth-form college for girls. Miss Watkins had been one of Daniella's teachers at the college, at least until she was sacked a few weeks ago. Miss Watkins was immediately reminded that she had been attracted to Daniella, and she alwa...

Mud splattered up the side of the shed, the sound of the country blotted out by the guttural sound of twin red, dirt Honda bikes as they spun in through the gate, spraying everything in a three-quarters circle as they skidded to a stop. Keith had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday, and this was the first actual use he had had with the dirt bike he had received for his birthday. He had been out on a ride through the m...

I knew my rich, older husband was a philanderer when I married him. That’s why his first wife left him. Men don’t change. Lately he’s been away on business a lot – monkey business, I’m sure. But at least his handsome, twin nineteen year old sons are around to keep me company. I’m closer to their age than his. He wonders why they prefer to stay at our house now instead of their mother’s. It's probably because they get to f...

They lay quietly, arms wrapped around each other, both euphorically sated. He nearly pinched himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. As if reading his thoughts, she did the pinching for him and then, laughing, scurried off into the shower. As the water rained down on her, he admired her sexy body as she lathered it with gel. He got up, stepping into the shower to join her. His hands took the place of hers, gliding along...

I knocked twice on Edna's door, just as I always did when I visited. Since the elderly woman couldn't get around easily and used a walker, she'd given me a key to her house, and I usually let myself inside after alerting her to my arrival. But on that October afternoon in 1985, the door quickly swung open. A young woman I'd never seen before stood to greet me. I realized she must own the Buick Regal parked out front. "You...