I was seated on the teal fabric couch, cocktail in my hand and surrounded by the party's guests socialising with one another. Through the darkness of the entrance and into the dim lit room, walked in a tall, leggy lady dressed in a loose black slip with loose curls and that radiant smile of hers. Finally, my anxiety left me and I could start to have fun as I'd been expecting only her.I watched hungrily as she made her way...

As he walks into the room I tell him, "Get on your knees!" Without complaint he complies. Stepping in front of me, he towers over me, being almost a foot taller than me. I look up at him in our close proximity, my face barely clears his chest. He looks amazing. A gray T-shirt that was tighter around his chest and shoulders. As well as jeans that seem to fit just right around his waist and ass, then fall a little baggy aro...

It was fun while it lasted. We lay on our lounge chairs enjoying the cold beer and the beautiful sun. The beach was slowly repopulating with a cacophony of cell phones and liquid music, mixed in with the squeal of children and mothers scolding them. It was intolerable, making it impossible to relax, so we decided to take a stroll along the beach, hoping to find a quieter spot and resume our fun. I grabbed my camera, a bea...

It was about one in the afternoon in Porto San Michele, on the eastern Italian Riviera. At this time the lovely town was mostly deserted. We'd just had lunch by the pool at the Santa Marguerite, a nice restaurant inside a beach establishment of the same name. The resort was elegant and complete with the best amenities, private cabins, hot showers and an stylish bar famous for serving the best espresso in town. So we decid...

“My name is John Daxly. I’m a Southern gentleman at heart and I like to open doors for women. I’ve been raised to always, always pay for dinner. I’m in the Army and I love my country…” “Stop. It’s already a no.” “Hm?” “Oh, I’m sorry, I meant Hell no.” I laugh at his confused expression. “Why?” “First of all, your writing style is way too simple. What are you? Five years old?” “Hey… I thought—” “Oh, and you sound so fuckin...

The next morning I woke up and helped get the kids off to school. Jennifer loaded them in the car and went to pick up Vanessa’s too. I jumped in the shower, getting ready for a busy day. I had got out of the shower and was almost finished drying off, when I heard a knock on the door. I wrapped a towel around me and went to see who it could be. When I opened the door I saw Vanessa waiting on the other side. She looked so h...

It was New Year's Eve 2016 and we were all excited about the party we were going to have a few hours from then. We were looking for rooms online. When we found a decent one, we booked it and decided we'd spend the night partying there. When the night arrived we had rather a fair amount of people that showed up to party. We expected ten, twenty turned up. The party began at around 10 P.M. and was bound to go on until 2 or...

You love your beautiful, vivacious wife with all your heart. But she is a chatterbox and wants all of your attention. Normally that’s not a problem, but you have gotten into fantasy league football and find it hard to concentrate on the games and stats with her constant chattering. So you beg her to get a hobby so you can watch your games undisturbed. She tells you that she has always loved photography and there is a came...

I rolled out my polka-dotted towel onto the sun heated sand and stretched out, basking under the sun. I flicked my sunglasses over my face and hummed along to the Beach Boys’ “California Girls” blasting from the stereo. I opened my eyes and leaned over when I heard rustling beside me. I watched as Georgia had also laid out her towel and laid down. “Hi Georgia.” Georgia leaned over. “Hi, Stacey.” The both of us leaned back...

My wife has just returned home after two nights away at a works conference. She has permission from me to play around as long as she tells me about it. She set off, two dresses hung in the back of the car, two very sexy dresses. One was blue, shortish and very tight, the other black, not as tight but shows off her lovely tits. I waited home for two nights, masturbating every night in the hope that she ends up fucking some...

It was going to be another scorching day. It was a Friday and like every Friday we got to knock off early. I had planned to sit in my garden with a long glass of something and soak up the rays after anointing my skin with my factor ten thousand lotion. Being so blonde, I had to be careful but it was gearing up to be so hot, I had to rethink.The college had their week off for the late spring holiday and the town square was...

He knew she was wearing those boots; the ones that drove him crazy with desire. He knew the creak of the tightly laced black leather as she paced slowly behind him, the particular click of the razor high heels on the hard wood floor as she moved back and forth, back and forth. He knew she was teasing him. He was kneeling, as she demanded, facing the wall. “No, no,” she scolded, wagging a long finger tipped with a sharp re...

It's about noon. I'm standing outside with her while she takes a fifteen minute break from her work. It's just us out here; no one else at her job smokes and you can't see the back of the building from the road. She wraps her arms loosely around my shoulders in an embrace and kisses my neck. "So have you missed me this week, Lover?" she asks in a kitten like purr. She pulls back to look in my eyes while running her hands...

Hey there everyone, I know it's been a while since we last posted. A few weeks ago we had an engagement party in the city. We usually park at a station and catch a train into the city to avoid driving in all the traffic. I wore a red crop top and tight black skirt (no panties). As we were seeing James's family, I wore a bra (as those that have read our stories, I rarely wear a bra). As most of you know, when I drink, I ge...

Reading the "Mall Lingerie Store" brought back fond memories from nearly thirty years ago. In the late 1980's my wife and I lived in a well known horse racing town in East Anglia. The town was well know for its posh shops and visits by celebrities and royalty. The town itself had many very posh and expensive stores and boutiques most of which were well out of my league and most normal residents of the town. In the 1980's...