"Is this what you want?" Julia taunts from above me. The pain in my nipples as she lightly twists them is good, but nowhere near the level that will truly excite me. After a year and a half together, Julia knows this, of course, but also knows that teasing me will make me want even more, make my release that much more fulfilling. I think she enjoys making me wait too. "Mmf, mmf," I moan desperately into the hairy pussy gr...

"Therapy! I can't believe Mom and Dad are making us see a shrink! We're not THAT bad, are we?" Sophia McMillan was sulking in the passenger seat, while her brother, Benjamin, drove. "They kinda have a point, we've had trouble getting along for a while," Ben responded calmly, pressing his foot on the brake. He didn't particularly relish the idea of giving up an hour-plus-travel of his foreseeable Wednesdays either, but had...

Richard Lane closed the door of his avocado green fridge, balancing a can of Coke in his other hand while holding the evening newspaper clamped under the arm. Making his way around the kitchen pass-through, he placed the can and paper gently on the coffee table, then walked over to the record player. A few moments were spent considering the collection on the shelf below it before he made his selection, sliding a contempor...

My name is Miranda. I'm thirty-two, with brown hair and eyes, olive skin, and an athletic physique with medium-sized breasts. I've loved the feeling of orgasm ever since I discovered masturbation. It's only gotten better since meeting my husband, Corey. In the six years we've known each other, he's learned everything about my body and knows exactly where to touch to give me the most pleasure possible. I can cum three, fou...