The BalconyStephanie stood on the balcony of her high rise apartment looking out through the dark night, the lights of the big city her only view. The silky sheer black shawl, the only thing she was wearing, blew around her as the gentle breeze of the late night opened it, exposing her nude body to the darkness around her. She was trying to clear her mind by staring out into the night. It was not working. The same thought...

There was no waiting a refractory period since Amelia had caused Scotty’s cock to rise again. As she lied next to him in his bed, Amelia could not help but stare at his cock as it pulsed with each beat of his heart. Her son’s eighteen year old cock was long with veins that supplied the nourishment keeping it erect popping out, running down its rigid shaft all the way to his ball sack that was loose, hanging low between hi...

Scotty continued to stroke gently over his mother’s smooth pussy with his fingers and Amelia felt the flow of her body’s inner naturalness form more in her sensual spot than what had been in its depths earlier. With Scotty’s finger sliding between her natural chasm, more of it escaped her delicate hole and coated his finger. Amelia could feel her natural lube slather all around his finger that fit perfectly in her tender...

Amelia stepped out of the kitchen and gingerly made her way upstairs to her room. She went slowly not to make any noise. She really did not know why though. She guessed it was the thrill of what would come. As she walked, she felt the tender fold of her personal divide literally slide back and forth from the moisture that had seeped out of it with every stride she took. With each step she took up the stairs, she felt the...

Amelia stood on the back deck of her house, staring out into the woods, watching the sun’s rays peek through the green leaves that sprung forth from the oak trees as she drank her first cup of morning coffee. She loved being able to commune with nature and thanked God for making such a lovely surrounding so she could do so. Every morning, this was a ritual for her. Ameila loved living in such a secluded area and being abl...

A pussy is much more than something sexual between a woman’s legs.So why do we always make it out to be?It’s soft and tender, Delicate and sublime. It can hold you together,Keep you safe and warm For long periods of time.It’s loving and affectionateAnd will know when you ache,Then console you Sweetly and gently Taking the pain away.Most times it’s funny and laughing A real joy to be around;Then sometimes it criesAs emotio...

**THE NAMES USED IN THIS STORY ARE FOR PURE FANTASY AND EROTIC TITILLATION ONLY.** "Fucking Franziska Facella" Never did I think I would make a living as a stagehand on porn sets, but somehow, I ended up doing so. For five years, I have gone from studio to studio to areas rather unknown in Hollywood, placing items needed to produce and film such a lucrative division of cinematography.In those five years, I have seen many...

What the hell was mom and dad going to say was all I could think as I quickly picked up the towel and wrapped myself in it. The towel was heavy at the end due to my gushing orgasm and it wanted to slip off of me. I had to hold it up.Missy was literally shaking as she tried to wrap the other one around her. She was also scared to see what my and Brantley’s parents would do.Poor Brantley did not have anything to wrap himsel...

As I kissed Missy with my silent thank you, I sat there and still could not believe that my brother had fucked me. The one man that gave me the shivers when I saw him, had given me what I wanted and his girlfriend, my best friend, let him. She had shared her lover with me. I was grateful. But as I kissed Missy, there was something more in her lips. I tasted hot desire. There was more to my best friend than I actually knew...

I felt my body move forward as Brantley pierced my hot wet sexual opening. I felt the head of his long erectness sink into my pink center. I gasped a huge gulp of air and let it out with an, “OH FUCK,” because that is what it was and well, quite frankly, I was not ready for his size. Yes, I was wet, really wet, but my pink walls were unable to fully wrap around his thickness as he tried to fill me. He was that big.Brantle...

It was all working out the way I wanted it. After what had been a very bad day turned good, Missy and I walked into my empty house. Mom and dad were at work and there was no telling where my brother was. Missy did not even know where he was. It did not matter. Missy and I had the house to ourselves. I knew that Missy did not have her bikini with her, but that did not matter. I was not going to wear mine anyway. Our pool h...

My brother is one of, if not, the hottest guys I know. He’s twenty, tall and slender with light brown hair and the bluest eyes any girl could want. I see him every day, but to tell you the truth, I could actually stare at him all day long and never get bored.I just wish he looked at me the way I looked at him.I am in love with my own brother. Yes, I know also that I am not supposed to be. Yet, every time I see him, I get...

Diary entry #142: July 3, 2011It’s now six in the morning. I turned eighteen at midnight, so for six hours now it has been my birthday. Happy Birthday to me! Yay!Today, I am going to give myself a birthday present. I am going to do something I have never done. Do something many of my now older friends say is “the bomb.” They’ve all been doing it for at least two years now. Many even tried to make me join in a session with...

The loving tender touch of your hands, Sends chills through my nakedness As I lie on the bed yearning for you.The soft gentle brush of your breath,Upon my hot bare rippling skin Propels desirable passion through my veins.The feel of your fingers down the crease of my back Transmits tantalizing tingles deep within me;Causing my blood to boil and brew.The sensual emotions as you softly pressYour strong hands along my body’s...

Dear readers: I know this story is rather long, but it would not have made sense if I had put it in two parts. I hope this does not deter you from reading it because I would love comments. It's my first venture into a "mature" story and I think it came out well. I hope you will think so also. Thanks! All Because of Millie Millie had just turned forty-five a month ago. She had been by herself now for three years and quite...