You stand there in the doorway, nude and seductive Your long wavy red hair tumbling down to your waist Half covering the full orbs of your heaving breasts Your nipples erect and desiring to be sucked. As you come closer to the bed on which I lie The setting sun anointing your body with fire Your flesh radiant with its golden halo of light. The smooth beauty of your mound inviting my gaze To where your clitoris peeks shyly...

My wife Kay and I had worked late again, and by the time we got to the gym, we had only twenty minutes until closing. Lynne, the night manager, was used to this, and while everyone else was chased out at closing, she let us continue our workout. We had been members for over five years and always re-registered with her. Lynne was twenty-four and had just recently graduated from college. Majoring in sports sciences. She was...

Driving home, I light the cigar and savour its unique flavour. I don't care about cigars being rolled on the thighs of virgins. I think back to my secretary, Julieta, bent knickerless over my desk with her skirt around her waist like a belt. Her pussy glistening as I tease her clit. After pushing the unlit cigar into her, creamy nectar coating the leaves, I'd let it dry out on the desk while we fucked. In the office after...

Stacy placed the man's coffee down before taking the order at the adjacent table. His index finger casually ran along the rim. Stacy felt a slow flush ride up her legs. He scooped some milky froth before resuming. Stacy panted, biting her lip, trying to concentrate. The man smiled and rubbed harder. Stacy pressed her bare thighs together, gently holding the tabletop of the man who was ordering, steadying against the build...

Sophia remembered back to her last conversation with her best friend. Lilly had encouraged her, “If you are asking about starting something with Sam, I think you should. Explore. Have fun.” But now that it might really be happening, Sophia’s heart was racing. Sam was hiking up to this gorgeous, isolated beach to be with her. ~~ The last week had gone by fast. Sophia and Sam were camping with a group of co-workers. It was...

Chapter 12 When Ray parked in the street in front of his friend Dale’s house, he noticed Dale’s mom’s car wasn’t in the driveway. Smiling, he walked to the backyard and grabbed the handle on the gate of the tall wooden privacy fence. Just as he was about to open the gate, he heard Dale’s sister Laura say, “Don’t choke me, Dale. You pushed it too far into my mouth.” Gasping, Ray opened the gate enough to peek into the yard...

Professor Warrick and his family stayed in the boarding house through their summer holiday. Miss Fletcher didn’t understand at first. She thought me downright greedy when I returned to offer my Turnaround Service on the occasions when he was alone in the room. But as always, she allowed me to make my own choices. “Is it worth it to be so degraded and used?” she asked me. I had been walking with tender caution since I had...

Now, do I get to do the same to my man?” Lucia purred. “Are ya comfy, lass?” “I’m okay. What have you got – Paddy, oh yes, yes. I’m very comfy.” I brought Lucia closer to the edge of the table. She lay back on her hands and watched as I guided me cock into her wet pussy. I slowly filled her pussy with me cock, as she cooed with delight. “Mmmm, that feels so good. He’s gonna make me happy again. I want you to fill me, baby...

She leaned back on her bed in Sardinia, her thighs quivering as her fingers and thoughts of the feel of Tommy’s cock touching her throat teased an orgasm. She’d failed to take him completely, almost choking before he eased her head away. “You’re determined to take it all, aren’t you?” he smiled. “I think I can get there,” she replied, almost sullenly. He shook his head slowly, a look of admiration on his face that warmed...

It was a good thing I had the weekend to prepare for my new job. Frank had provided the uniform, a toned-down version of the classic French maid dress. What I did not have was any of the specific lingerie to wear underneath he had insisted on. I did not even own a garter belt, so I purchased two that Sunday at a local high-end lingerie boutique on Union Square, along with new bras with panties to match. I was now as ready...

Joan wore the same outfit as on her first night working as a bartender: a tight, partially buttoned white blouse and short shorts, a very sexy and seductive outfit that helped her achieve all her goals the night before. She wondered what the patrons were thinking: had they heard about last night's erotic evening at the club? If so, what were they expecting from her tonight? As Joan entered the club, a loud cheer rang out...