After a long day travelling to the cabin by the lake, we sat on the floor, leaning our backs against the sofa, our legs stretched out on the thick rug in front of the roaring open fire. We hadn’t been this relaxed with each other for a long time. As we giggled and sipped the chilled champagne from long-stem flutes bathed in the flickering candlelight, you leaned forward, stroked my cheek and kissed me softly. Your lips, c...

I'm thinking about us being snuggled up on the sofa, freshly showered, and in fluffy white bath robes. Facing each other, some soft music playing in the background logs crackling in the open fireplace as the last bit of the winter daylight fades away. We kiss slowly, exploring one another's mouths, lips, and tongues. Arms and legs entwined. Our bathrobes are loosely tied, allowing our bare skin to touch, my breast, warm a...

It’s my favorite thing about a man, and I don’t know why. Is it a kink, a fetish… oral fixation? Sure. My desire to please, a thirst that needs quenched, the thing that turns me on the most, sometimes it feels like it might be better than receiving what could hot that sweet spot. I’m just an eager slut about it, sure, it’s the best part of foreplay, sometimes I get carried away, yet it’s not a disappointment if it goes no...

Cleverly removing her bra and panties with his teeth, he tormented her with sensual kisses, trailing down her shoulders and stopping at her gorgeous full breasts. He teased each nipple, flicking them with his tongue, nibbling them with his teeth, and sucking on them until he felt her squirming underneath him. He was driving her mad, and the look of passion on her face was exquisite. He moved down further still, tantalizin...

Legend said if a man lay naked on the riverbank beneath a waxing gibbous moon, she would emerge from the water to please him, but he must keep his eyes closed or the fearsome creature would steal him away. He waited at night, eyes closed, and she rewarded him with her tongue, her suckling lips, her throat that took his entire length. Her damp hair brushed against his skin. As she eagerly swallowed his seed, he realized th...

What a glorious summer! Helka's work placement was to last for six weeks through the summer,r and we had already experienced such a wonderful time with each other on the first weekend! Oh, what fun we were going to have! But her studies meant that we could only meet when she was free. One of her weekends was already scheduled for a college visit to Manchester, and no one was allowed to bring a friend. Grrrrrr! ___________...

During my freshman year of college, I started dating a guy who didn’t have much experience with women. I didn’t have much experience with guys, so we were about even. Our visits to coffee shops near campus soon advanced to his off-campus apartment. We kissed. Soon he had his hand in my pants. He felt his way around, caressing my clitoris and sticking a finger into my vagina. He then asked if he could take off my pants and...

Sara put on one of the plush spa robes, slipped on a pair of slipper sandals she had brought, and walked out of her treatment room down the hallway. She saw Lia, who directed her to a small private room with a table set for lunch. She took the seat and smiled at Lia, thanking her. Lia still had on her flowered silk skirt, but it seemed shorter than before. Sara made no comment and looked at the small menu card on her plat...

Of course I saw Roz later! After our amazing love-making that morning, how could a randy nineteen-year-old not go back there to experience the awesomeness that was Roz. At lunchtime, I went back to my place for a freshen up, something for which I never had time in the morning! A quick wash in the shop's kitchen sink and a change of clothes, tidy up the bed then back to work. I got back home after work and made myself some...

After the heartbreaking end of my short lusty dalliance with Joy, I was in love recovery mode. I was still going to the pub and enjoying my disco life again, even getting an occasional snog from a girl I'd been dancing with but nothing further than that. Readers of my first teen story will know about my final romance in West Berlin before my father was posted back to the UK. It was with an art student called Helka. She wa...

Joy and I woke up on a cold Sunday morning after we had enjoyed the hottest Saturday night! I had to escort her downstairs to my luxurious (!) bathroom and, immediately, I was worried that my living conditions might be a deal breaker! I returned to my room and left her to her morning routine. I was still lost in thought about how I could keep this girl in my life whilst living in this dingy bedsit when she returned to the...