I put my head down on Mr. John's knee, thinking about what he was asking of me. 'Did I want to stop? Was I ready to go home and for this magical evening to end? What more could I feel tonight?'He gently stroked my hair as everyone patiently awaited my decision. This was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I leaned back on my heels, wiping my tears away. "Sir, if you will still show me tonight I want to continue. I w...

It all should never have happened. My comfortable life should have stayed just that - comfortable. If I hadn’t made a sudden decision to hire a convertible and go for a long drive, or if my GPS had not said, "Signal lost," at the worst time, or if I hadn’t missed a turn while concentrating hard on driving on the right hand side of the road, then I would never have been on that road. Even then, I wouldn’t usually pick up a...

There are some things that can be done nude, and some things that should not be.  People disagree about what belongs in what set.  Some people begrudgingly get naked to shower and maybe for sex (as long as the light's out), but are sure to cover up at any other time.  Others swim, suntan, and of course, play volleyball, in the nude.  One thing that they agree on, is that cooking should not be done naked. Thus, I'd dug out...

Smack! The loud sound of his hand connecting with my ass reverberated around the room. There was the briefest of seconds between the sound of his skin landing on my mine, and then the pain of the blow. That brief, tiny second was what I loved, the time between the sound and the pain. Then after the sting came the pleasure. It was even more pleasurable for me, knowing that he was enjoying this. Knowing that he was enjoying...

She was on the bed, face up and naked, her hands tied loosely to the bed frame, but not so loose that she could get away. She was nervous, understandably, but he reassured her. “Trust me,” he had told many times before now. “There has to be trust. If there is no trust between both parties or if one feels uncomfortable, then the experience is uncomfortable.” She understood all this and was excited about her first experienc...

He had a thing for silk. He didn’t know exactly why he liked it, or where his love of silk came from; he just knew that he liked the look of it and the feel of it. He loved it when his wife wore a silk blouse. He liked the way the light shimmered off the fabric, and he liked the way the silk was tight and gave her the most incredible cleavage. If his wife wore a silk blouse that day, it meant that later on, they would hav...

“Your face rook Ed Zachary rike your face.” Behind her, CWO4 Davis laughed and almost spilled his fresh cup of coffee. Now, if you know anything about the military, the US Navy specifically, you’ll know they take their coffee serious. Not a day will go by when a senior member of the military won’t have their forefinger entwined in their cup. When I served, we had a term for these guys: LIFER. Lazy – Inefficient – Fuck-off...

Rafe stood up. He looked down at her, smiling. But she was looking down on him. Looking down over everything. At herself sprawled as she was. The hard spine of his aroused cock stood out sharply in the fabric of his skintight jeans. The imposing size of the bulge seemed improbable, trapped, yet unable to fit within its strict confinement. “Precious flower,” he said as his hand slid over the rippling shape of his hard desi...