Sneaky sex Stories

I lay awake with my back still against his chest, the bloom of the flower between my legs fresh and fragrant. Still feeling him down there, I reflected on his gently making love to me, how he always wanted me to feel good, not even a little bad. An unusually kind man, Jon tried to singly make up for a history of men who took what they wanted from me. It was ironic then that these thoughts would recall the first pleasant m...

Dave’s place was an hour's drive from my place, in a little town just off the main highway. I arrived just after he finished breakfast to help him fix his truck, and his mom, Angie, insisted on making me some breakfast. I sat at the table and sipped coffee with Dave while she made me an omelette. The thick white robe she wore hugged her hips, and the sash being tied snugly pulled it in around her waist. Her big tits swaye...