Oh, Baby Girl you strip your hot panties off and show me your naked ass, leaving you wearing just that raggedy old loose fitting cropped dark red t-shirt. Oh, you look like fantastic sex and we’re not even touching yet. You turn to face me and hop your ass up on the edge of the mattress of the four-poster bed. Your bare legs are spread wide and your smooth mound and pussy slit become clearly visible as you lean back on yo...

The sheets are cool, soft on your cheek as you lie on the pillow, cool smooth sheets on your bare legs. Mmm, you are perfect, a true picture of natural beauty as you are lying back on the bed wearing your much-loved sun dress. So many memories—too many to count from all the pleasures you have enjoyed in this playful strapless dress. You know you look hot in it and that’s a big part of what turns you on every time you put...

In a small, dark, warehouse-like performance venue, my BFF was releasing her first solo album. Already surging through electronic media, her songs were garnering praise from all corners of the artistic community. The room was dark except for the spotlights on her and the band. Amazing band, stirring everyone to a fever pitch of excited and aroused senses. It didn't help that she kept wailing the word "fuck" in the lyrics...

You sat me in a chair, walked across the bedroom and turned on the music, and the room was immediately filled with pulsing lust. As soon as the music started so did you. Your body immediately began moving in time with the easy jazz. You looked fantastic. Your hips and bare feet moving in natural sync had your lower body flowing while your arms floated up beside, then above your head of black curls. I had never seen you da...

She was twenty-two and petite. Blonde, boyishly short haircut, and a body to die for. He was much older, but she liked the way he talked. They met at the wedding of mutual friends, were bored with the reception and had been drinking just enough to loosen their inhibitions. Sitting together, they talked a little, flirted a lot. He kept stealing looks at her creamy breasts, intentionally on display in her strikingly low-cut...

She just couldn't get it out of her mind. She wasn't really sure when it started or why, but she thought about it every day. Erica wanted to be with another woman, experience the taste of another woman. She knew what she herself tasted like but she was consumed with the idea of a different taste, a different person, a beautiful, tender, passionate, horny woman who she could eat. A woman who would eat her. When she first s...

We arranged to meet at the Brasil coffee house across the street from Mark's Restaurant.She arrived early and was sitting at a small table on the lush, shaded patio as I stood watching her from the doorway.She hadn't yet seen me.Chestnut. The color of her hair.How often did the word "chestnut" enter my mind at all, much less when noticing a woman's hair? But that was the color.Rich, wavy, full of body, and down almost to...

They had been together for a little more than ten months, off and on. They shared tremendous affection for one another, but they both knew it was the sex that kept bringing them back together. She was fantastic in bed. He was fucking unbelievable. And they were both horny as hell 24/7. The first time they went out together they didn't make it to the restaurant, but ended up naked, tangled in crisp, lilac-colored sheets. N...

A lot of women, when they suck you, they keep their lips pressed against your cock for most of the time. They move their tongue all around inside, sliding you in and out fucking you with their mouth, and their lips are mostly closed on your shaft.Not that that's a bad thing! don't get me wrong, it's heaven in panties.But I think what's driving me wild right now is that her lips aren't touching me, not much anyway.She has...

The heat had been building for weeks.Breathless desire intensified exponentially each time they arranged to be in one another's presence, however briefly, no matter who else was around.Every word that passed between them was overheard by others as casual conversation, un-notable, unnoticeable.The intensely exciting subtexts were theirs alone to treasure, to replay over and again.Only they two were aware of the powerful gr...