Loveletter
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Her: Hey babe!
My phone vibrated noisily with the incoming message. The colleague who was standing at the front of the room shot me a glare but quickly got back to his presentation. I hurried to switch the phone to mute and debated putting it down, face-down on my folder just to make a point.
But then, the presentation was so very, very boring and that particular colleague was a bit of an ass.
So I opened the messenger.
My girlfriend’s ‘hey babe’ was accompanied by a gif of two brown bears sitting behind a fence and waving at the camera with their massive paws. I suppressed a snort. So cute.
Me: Hey babe yourself!
Me: What’s up boo?
Her: Nothing much.
Her: Just sent the outline to my prof.
Her: Fingers crossed!
Monkey-covering-its-eyes- emoji.
Me: Oh wow, you’re done?
Me: I’m so proud of you!
I added a handclap emoji and a smiley. She had been working on and worrying about this stupid outline for weeks now.
Her: Aw thanks babe!
A blushing emoji followed. She did blush easily, my girl. I made a point of praising her and showering her with compliments whenever her efforts paid off, just to see her blush and to raise her self-esteem. I loved to see that full body glow on her.
My colleague’s presentation was now officially a snooze fest full of actual Microsoft Excel tables with numbers in primary colors on the projector. I suppressed an annoyed sigh and kept texting partially to be a nonconformist who said ‘fuck you!’ to boring, pointless meetings that could have been e-mails. Call it passive resistance. The bigger part was plain desire to talk to my wonderful girlfriend though.
Me: so what r u up to now? You gonna camp out in front of the laptop until he answers?
Me: the prof I mean
Her: pretty much, yeah. Can’t really move on until he gives me the green light.
Me: I’m sure he’ll approve your outline, don’t worry!
Me: Relax, bb.
Me: Maybe you can finally catch up on Star Trek TNG!
I sent her an emoji with a tongue sticking out to let her know I was just kidding. My girl wasn’t a big fan of the show, I knew. She only watched it to keep me company.
Her: hah, no thanks.
Her: But how about you try some real scifi?
Her: U up for it?
I lifted a sceptical eyebrow.
Me: Real scifi?
Her: Yep. Click on this.
Seconds later, she sent me a link to a website that was called ‘realloveletters.com’. I clicked on it. My phone’s browser got redirected to a website with a parchment layout. A quill gif swished over the screen and pronounced, ‘Congratulations! You are now a RealLoveLetters recipient. You will be redirected to your sender,’ before the page collapsed and sent me back to the messenger.
Nothing seemed to have happened. Huh.
Me: Alright. What was this, babe?
Her: Did you click on it?
Me: Yeah. Nothing happened.
Me: What’s RealLoveLetters?
Her: Magic!
She followed up by sending the Shia LaBeouf gif we had laughed about so many times already and a string of emojis comprised mostly of blushing, naughty faces and different types of fruit. Uh, okay?
Me: That explains nothing.
Me: Use your words maybe?
I was about to google ‘RealLoveLetters’ when she answered.
Her: U alone right now babe?
I looked around. The meeting room was actually packed. My direct supervisor and her supervisors were sitting at the front. Everyone who was at all important in this company was here to have this boring presentation marathon inflicted upon them – such was the price of high salaries. So no, I was not exactly alone.
But I was too curious, so I lied.
Me: At my desk right now so, alone-ish. why?
Her: I kiss your neck right below your ear.
Oh, sexting again. Okay.
And as I was reading it, a little breeze tickled my neck, like a fly had landed on my skin. Reflexively, my free hand came up to clap onto the spot and then scratch at it.
Her: Did u feel it?
I wrinkled my forehead. This wasn’t her usual sexting protocol.
Me: Feel what?
Her: I kiss your neck right below your ear again, and bite you gently.
The second I read the sentence, the sensation prickled up again in the same place – just somewhat stronger. Again, my hand lifted up to rub it, but stilled halfway.
My mouth fell open on a silent what the fuck. My fingers were now shaking when I typed.
Me: I felt that omg
I rubbed the spot again with my fingertips. The ghost of that touch was definitely still there. I was not going insane. Or was I?
Me: wtf!
Me: How the duck does that work?!
My fingers were flying across the screen.
Her: Haha. Good!
Her: Told you. Magic!
Her: Now, lean back and hold on to your phone.
Her: Don’t let it go.
Before I could even get enough words together to text back, her next message popped up on the screen.
Her: I whisper ‘I love you, daddy’ in your ear.
I swear I could feel the breath against my ear lobe. Every hair on my body stood on end at once. I turned my head just to make sure she wasn’t really standing behind me somehow, but there was no one there. Not even an AC unit anywhere that could be to blame for some freak gust of wind.
Her: I whisper ‘I’m feeling so naughty right now’ in your ear.
I heard the words as if on a wind from far away, felt the movement of her soft, plush lips against the sensitive parts of the outer shell of my ear. Both gave me goosebumps that raced across my scalp and down my spine.
I looked to my left and right neighbors, panicking slightly. Would they notice?
Her: I’m imagining you in your cubicle. All tense and upright in your sexy suit and tie.
Her: I love your ass in those pants ;P
Her: I’m feeling really naughty right now.
Her: I tie your feet to the legs of your chair with your shoelaces so that you can’t close your legs.
I could feel a soft tug on my feet, actually pulling them apart even though my fancy swivel chair didn’t have legs, per se.
I could have resisted. I think I could have.
But I didn’t.
Sliding forward and down in my seat a bit to get more of my lower body underneath the solid oak table and out of sight, I set my feet down in a wider V. In accordance to my naughty girlfriend’s imagination, they splayed a bit farther apart than I thought was natural for men. As it was, I felt just a bit obscene. Just a little.
Her: I see your beautiful cock already hard and straining against your pants. Is that for me?
Her wish, my body’s command. I coughed, surprised and a little alarmed at the feeling of my dick filling up with blood within mere seconds and pressing against my slacks, forming a clear bulge against my thigh.
Me: woah babe
I didn’t know what else to write. I was starting to sweat just a bit. So far, none of my colleagues was looking at me. Several were slouching and/or working on their phones and tablets, so I didn’t really attract much negative attention and wasn’t very conspicuous, but I did think I was probably the only one man-spreading like a maniac, with a massive boner and a ghostly, horny girlfriend in the room.
Her: Shhh. I press my palm to your mouth.
A soft, stifling warmth lay itself across my lips.
Her: I kiss your face and slide my other hand down your beautiful chest.
Ticklish little butterfly kisses traced my cheek, the side of my nose and the line of my jaw. A second warm palm stroked down and across my pecs, making my chest hairs tingle. I kept my eyes locked into the screen of my phone. I would absolutely not make eye contact with any of my colleagues or superiors right now.
Her: I gently scratch the beard on your throat and tweak your nipple just how you like it.
My mouth was free now, but I still kept my lips tightly locked, and a pinch of my inner cheek wedged between my molars for good measure. I felt her fingernails running through the beard that slowly tapered out across my Adam’s Apple and it made me shiver up and down, as did the tweak of her thumb and index around first my right, then my left nipple. She knew my sensitive spots so very well.
Most of them were below my belt, as well she knew.
I was seriously starting to sweat now.
I should put the phone down.
I should.
Her: I come around to stand between your legs. I kiss you on the mouth.
Her lips on mine. I closed my eyes for a moment and drove my fingernails into my own palm to keep me from sighing out loud. Fuck. I liked kissing this woman so much, even this relatively pale shadow of a real kiss was enough to melt me into a puddle of need.
Her: I run my hands down your chest and stomach.
Ten hot little fingers and two palms appreciatively made their way down from my shoulders to my belt.
Her: You know I love your big, hard body.
Me: I love your sweet soft body babe so much god
At this point, I couldn’t manage any punctuation or proper syntax.
Her: aw. So sweet, daddy.
Her: I give you another kiss for that.
I smiled against the tingly feeling. Her lips were warm and moist and soft like marshmallows. I wished she would put them somewhere else.
Oh fuck, she would put them somewhere else.
A thick drop of pre-cum oozed from my cock and soaked right into the fabric of my underwear. It had been years since I’d been this keyed up.
Her: I trail kisses down your neck, your shoulder, your chest and your stomach.
My muscles jumped under my skin wherever she made her magical, ghostly contact. My increasingly sweaty grip on my phone made the casing creak a little under the pressure.
Her: I kneel in front of you and massage your thighs with my hands.
She loved my thighs, which is why I never skipped leg day and always took the stairs instead of the elevator. I loved it when she touched and kissed and bit them, and when she straddled one of them, like last night, and rubbed her damp slit against it until she came and her juice ran down both sides. The memory of it mixed with the arousal I was currently feeling, like fire accelerant mixing with gasoline.
Her: I gently grab your balls and roll them on my palm.
“Oh fuck,” I breathed and swallowed the sound down, grabbed the armrest of my chair with my free hand and squeezed it until my knuckles went white. Just for a moment, I needed to tune back in to the room. Almost violently, I pulled my attention from my crotch to my colleague.
“… but the impact of this newer projections could be much more significant than that, as can be seen on this projection for the fiscal year of 2014, which, as you can see in this graph and also read in the annual reports of that year-“
Yeah, no, I couldn’t do it. With some trepidation, I read her next message which had already popped up.
Her: I grab the base of your cock and squeeze just a little harder than you like.
Shit.
I liked it pretty hard.
She took hold and my whole body seemed to respond.
Turned out, I even liked it ‘a little harder’ than that as well.
The ghostly sensation of her small fingers circling and strangling my dick until I could feel my heartbeat pulsing in the glans made my cock twitch and leak like a faucet. There must have been a wet spot on my thigh now the size of a dollar, and it was still growing rapidly.
My girlfriend was relentless.
Her: I lean down and kiss the tip of your cock.
I gritted my teeth against the heavenly sensation and the visuals it conjured. Her pouty, puffy mouth touching the slick, sensitive skin there, grasping it ever so gently between her lips as she breathed a kiss onto it, and the little wet thread of her saliva and my pre-cum that connected her and my flesh for a quivering moment even as she lifted her head just a little to look me in the eyes.
Me: god babe
Me: please
I didn’t even know exactly what I was asking for at this point.
Even without a message I could hear her laugh. That sexy little giggle that made me want to grab her and roughly throw her on the bed every time.
Her: I want to make you cum, daddy. May I?
Before my inner eye, I saw her big brown eyes and her glossy mouth, acting all innocent but filthy and evil to the bone.
I loved this woman.
Me: if I tell u I’m actually in the middle of a super important meeting will u have mercy on me?
She typed, stopped, typed again.
Her: Do you want mercy? Or do you want my mouth?
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Mouth. Mouth over mercy, every time. Actually, mouth equaled mercy right now. I was so hard it hurt. My balls felt like clenched fists and I swore I could still feel her palm, gently rolling them around and around and around.
Her: I am so hungry, daddy. Hungry and naughty.
I shivered. My whole body shivered, bumping against the table, and I made a stifled little sound that had the colleague next to me glancing over worriedly. I could only hope he interpreted it as indigestion or something.
Not that I cared about anyone or anything in the world right now. Right now, I wanted to feel my girlfriend’s mouth and throat around my cock more than I wanted my next breath.
Me: let me get out of here
Me: bathroom
Grabbing my jacket from the backrest of my chair, folding it over the hand that clutched my phone and holding both in front of my crotch, I ducked out of the crowded room as fast as I possibly could. Several people gave me evil eyes. I may or may not have mumbled apologies and something about a bathroom. My brain was otherwise occupied and also currently insufficiently supplied with blood.
Mercifully, the next restroom was only ten seconds of power-walking away, around a corner. I rushed into the last stall – all of them were empty and the doors wide open – locked the door and fumbled the jacket onto the handle. Then, one-handedly, I opened my pants and got out my aching, leaky cock. When the cold air hit my hot skin, I groaned, and groaned again when I wrapped my fingers around it. One-handed, I typed.
Me: I’m here now.
Me: I choose mouth, babygirl.
Her: Okay.
Her: That means you don’t get to use your hand, daddy. Not this time.
I groaned and cursed again – she knew me too well – and very reluctantly let go of my cock. Instead, I held on to the wall.
Me: you’re gonna pay for this
She sent me a devil’s face emoji.
Her: I kiss the tip of your cock.
“Oh, shit.” My curse was loud in the bathroom, so I transferred the empty hand into my mouth, biting down on the knuckle of my index finger.
Her: I like your taste so much.
Her: I gently suck the head of your cock with my lips and circle it with my tongue.
Her: It is wet and warm, just how you like it.
I turned around, leaned my back and the back of my head against the wall and closed my eyes for a moment. My pre-cum was sliding halfway down the underside of my cock and dripping onto the floor, but I imagined it seeping all over her tongue instead.
Her: I like the sound it makes when it goes out of my mouth.
That wet lollipop sound. I groaned and typed back.
Me: I like the sound you make when it goes deep into your mouth bbygirl
Her: I take your cock deep into my mouth.
Her: It makes me gag and choke.
I could hear that sound in my brain.
“Ffffuck!” At this rate, I would leave bite marks on my knuckles.
The restroom door opened. Some guy came in and used one of the urinals at the side.
Me: someone’s here wait
Her: I don’t want to wait, daddy.
My girlfriend was evil incarnate. I would marry her soon.
Her: I take your cock as deep as I can.
Her: I gag on your cock.
Her: I swallow it into my throat.
Her: I like how it gets even bigger there because it turns you on so much.
Her: I know it turns you on to have me on my knees before you like this.
Her: Looking up at you with wide eyes.
Her: I wish you would hold my head down.
Her: I want my nose pressed into your hair.
Her: I can’t breathe for a moment.
Her: Makes me so wet.
I was humping the air now, working up a sweat so that my shirt stuck to my lower back. My cock had never been this painfully hard in my life, my balls never so taut and full. The bite around my knuckles now mainly served to keep my hand away from my crotch as she had instructed.
The door opened and shut. God bless nasty people who don’t wash their hands after using the restroom.
I was alone again – for the moment.
I was dying for this to end, dying to come, but I also wanted it to go on forever.
Me: when I get home
Me: Im gonna lay you down on the bed
Me: on your back with your head dangling over the edge
I could already see her in my mind. Naked and helpless and ready. The way her legs would be splayed so that her pussy would be nice and untouched. The way her soft tits would melt toward her armpits, her nipples hard and perfect for nibbling. The way her hands would claw into the sheets.
Her: yes
Me: youre gonna take my cock all the way down your stomach
Me: while I grope your tits and slap your pussy
Me: Im not gonna be gentle
Me: it’s gonna be revenge for this
Her: yes please
Her hips would hump the air. I’d be able to smell her cunt.
Me: finish me
Me: now
Her: I rub my bare tits against your legs.
Her: I grab the base of your cock again, hard.
Her: I slide your cock into my mouth and down my throat.
Her: I grab your balls with my other hand.
Her: I press against your perineum and massage you there.
Her: I swallow around your cock.
I could see her in this stall, in front of me.
I could feel her touch, her warm skin against mine, and the hot, wet clutch of her working throat around my cock, just like she’d feel tonight when I would fuck her face-
“Oh. My. Fucking---“
A hot wave barreled down my body and broke in my middle. My balls pulled up into my pelvis, my cock jerked wildly, every single muscle in my abdomen trilled and clenched. I came with a feral snarl, shooting my load over the floor, dripping onto my shoes, some drops hitting the opposite wall.
I stood and gasped for breath with my sweat-soaked face to the sky, feeling the aftershocks zap through me.
Once I was able, I lifted the phone again and looked at the screen.
Her: Now back to work, mister!
Her: Love you!
And then her avatar showed her offline.
I huffed an exhausted but happy sort of laugh and put my phone into the pocket of the jacket that was still hanging from the stall door handle – there was a little spark that sizzled across my palm when the device parted with my skin, almost like static electricity – and then proceeded to clean myself and the bathroom stall up with toilet paper. Thankfully, the wet spot on my pants was easily disguised; the fabric was thick and dark enough for it to not be too obvious between a few water stains I had acquired from washing my hands thoroughly.
I rejoined the meeting with more mumbled apologies and got back into my chair. Was it just me or was my colleague still explaining the same damn Excel table?
In my jacket pocket, my phone vibrated with another message. Reaping more evil eyes from the other people in the room, I quickly got it out and switched it back into silent mode again. Reading the notification was inevitable though.
Her: P.S.: can’t wait to hear your sexy growl tonight when you come down my throat for real!
At this rate, sexting would soon be my new favorite hobby.
FIN
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Chapter 1 This is a story of pure fantasy. It has no basis in fact as far as I am aware and none of the characters are real life characters. But perhaps this is the way in which politicians do react when their wives get more publicity than they do?. The Prime Minister was not amused as he threw the weekend newspapers on to the cabinet table at 10 Downing Street saying. “Two more headlines about Ministers wives. One even reported catching a ministers wife caught in the act of sucking cock in the...
Erotic FictionShe looked up from her newspaper, stretched her lazily and considered if it was time for breakfast. The sheer thought about breakfast made her stomage to send affirmative signals that it was due time. She smiled for herself, raised from her armchair and went down for the stairs to the basement.With a few swift movements she unlocked the heavy wooden door and entered a small, dark and windowless store room. Chained to the wall sat a man who at her entry immediately kneeled and lowered his...
Author’s note: DG Hear and I worked together doing the ‘Back Up Buddy’ and ‘Hey, Joe!’ stories and then collaborating on ‘Wish Me Luck, The Sequel.’ This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitationals I put together on ‘This Bed of Rose’s’ and ‘El Paso.’ So we decided to try it again. DG is writing a story based on Gretchen Wilson’s great song, ‘When I think About Cheatin” and I am doing one on Tanya Tucker’s classic, ‘Almost Persuaded.’ The theme is temptation...
Princess Night - By Solon Plorry It was much too late before he caught a bus to the city limits and began hitching back to Straitsville. He and a pal had driven over on Friday to help the pal's uncle paint a house; the weekend however had been more play than work when it turned out most of the house had already been painted. Kirk had stayed over when the opportunity presented itself, telling his ma a white lie as the uncle winked in complicity. Getting away from the drab confines...
I feel your eyes watching me as the theatre darkens. As I slide down in my chair slightly to get more comfortable, your hand rests gently on my thigh. I can feel the heat of your hand through my jeans as you gently stroke my inner thigh. “You look beautiful,” you whisper into my ear before kissing my neck gently, “so beautiful.” I moan softly as your hand travels up to stroke me intimately through my jeans. I hear you chuckle softly when you notice the dampness between my thighs. The button...
The coin flip at the start of the game was interesting. The Churchill Chargers sent their entire offensive line to the fifty-yard line to meet the captains for the Roosevelt Rough Riders. The five young men were not precisely marching, but it looked as if they walked in perfect step with each other. It wasn’t with the same timing as a military march, but the center would take action, then the guards on either side would step, followed by the tackles on the outside. It was almost...
17 ianuarie 2007 – 12 iunie 2007 O lipoveanca de 28 de ani pe care am intalnit-o pe mirc. Era 17 ianuarie. Locuia intr-un satuc din judetul Tulcea, in care comunitatea lipoveneasca era majoritara, Jurilovca. Fizicul sau era bine proportionat, rotund pe alocuri,exact asa cum imi inchipuiam ca poate fi femeia perfecta in viziunea mea. Avea ceva specific, o frumusete pe care o poti intalnii doar la rusoaicele autentice. Rosul pe care il observi in obrajii lor, il avea si Corina. Sanii sai erau...
I met Cookie in the seventh grade. Her parents had moved to town just in time to enroll her at the start of the school year. I was walking up the steps to the west entrance of the school and I saw her by the front door. She was blocked by three guys who were making fun of her pigtails. She kept trying to get by them, but they kept moving to keep themselves between her and the door. One of the guys was Oscar Walls and he and I had gone at it a couple of times. Once on the playground at the...
Nothing rids you of stress like a good old-fashion orgasm! Kimber Lee is having a rough day at work, so when nobody’s around she flicks the bean for a bit to calm herself done. It works, until her phone rings and she has to attend to another matter in someone else’s office. But what she forgot was that she left her panties on her desk, black, moist and bunched up for the unassuming janitor to find when he arrives to clean her office. And he isn’t stressed, but finding Kimber’s panties would...
xmoviesforyouUnder the careful guidance of Anita, Kalliste headed south. There was no specific destination in mind. One, or really any, of the islands on the South Georgia coast would do. Their goal was pretty simple. Tony and Anita were running away from home. Tony had told his parents. He figured they wouldn't care one whit where he ran away to, but they probably should know he took their adopted daughter along with him. Besides, Kalliste was a handful even with two people. It would probably be...
I suppose I should really have called this my wife’s cousin because that’s who Steph is but of course she is also my s****r in law’s cousin so that makes it OK. I have been unfaithful to my wife three times. I am not proud of it and I am always remorseful afterwards, however, I cannot deny that I really enjoyed all of them. Two of them were with my s****r in law Jayne and you may have read about my confessions regarding them. This is what happened with Steph. I grabbed our suitcase and took it...
I never go out to bars. My friends asked me to meet them at the local watering hole and I said yes. I had been lonely and bored. I sat at the bar and ordered a Tom Collins while I waited. I was dressed conservatively in the skirt and modest cardigan I had worn to work. I crossed my legs and swung my high heeled pump nervously. I barely noticed a man sit down next to me. I drew shapes with my finger in the condensation from my glass and pretended to be relaxed. Where was everybody? The man next...
One could not help but notice the eruption, just south of the Japanese archipelago. Its explosive force rained volcanic ash as far away as Hong Kong, though the larger chunks, the volcanic bombs, only reached as far as Tokyo. Ash fell like snow, clogging engines' breathing mechanisms and forcing students to wear gas masks, and ash clouds blotted out the sun over the entire nation for six days. Even the Negaverse dared not visit during this time, for fear of suffocating their agents. These were...
Father's Day "What do you want for Father's day, Dad?" "Some new shoes ... no, I really need a new purse." "You'd better come with me to help choose it, then. I don't know much about that stuff." Speaking of which, your mother was wondering when you'd stop being a tomboy, Sara." "Tell you what. I'll start wearing dresses when you go back to pants." "Point taken. Let's go shopping." End
Humor“And yet another moral occurs to me now: Make love when you can. It’s good for you.” —Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night A lot of high school kids, some of them blushing scarlet, made their way from the ballroom to the hotel elevators after the prom. I wasn’t sure how they’d managed to rent rooms. Livy’s dad, Randall Dayton, had reserved and paid for our two-bedroom suite. I knew there wouldn’t be a problem with the three of us staying the night together in the hotel. I was sure Joan’s mother...
Little did pool man Brad know that he was being sized up by his clients wife Ryan and she just knows he has a big cock, can fuck hard and her husband wants her to find out! When Brad came in to get his check flirty Ryan started her big cock seduction with him and said what she wants to do to him could be illegal only if she pays for it. Brad being on probation does not want to do anything that will get him fired or in trouble with the law. At that moment Ryan gets a hold of his cock thru his...
xmoviesforyouI work pretty hard at my job in corporate finance and am rather successful despite my relatively young age. I can afford a pretty nice apartment in the upscale area of town. The area of the city that I live in is pretty nice with a lot of great shops and restaurants where me and some of my friends hang out. I do have a few girlfriends that I pal around with like anyone. I might work hard but I also like to play on my time off. Letting work consume your life just isn’t the right thing to...
[Choose your favorite female celebrity as the characters First and Last name.] You awake from a great night of sleep. You sheets are tussled, and your pajamas feel tight over your skin. Groggily, you pull yourself out of bed; everything is blurry as your eyes adjust to the morning light, but you somehow manage to find your way to the bathroom. Something feels off, but you can't put your finger on it. So you get to the sink and wash your face off, then blindly grope around for your towel. Having...
RING… RING… RING... My alarm clock blared. "Damn it." I muttered. It seemed like only a minute ago it was 11:00 p.m. I checked my alarm clock, hoping I had set the wrong time. No luck. It was 7:30 in the morning and school started forty minutes from now, giving me half an hour to get ready. "Why do you hate me so much, alarm clock?" I whined, wearily sitting up from bed to turn it off. It was the first day of eleventh grade and I had mixed feelings about it. My friends were going...
“I need an honest answer, Keith” my girlfriend, Cassie Mansden, let out in a quiet and sombre tone. “Is there someone else?” “Yeah, I think there might be, Cassie. It’s too early to tell yet, though.” Cassie? I never called her Cassie. It had always been my favourite nickname, Kitten, since two weeks after I’d first met her, four years ago. That fact wasn’t lost on her either. I watched the joy leave her face, along with some of the colour. In that one moment, I would have killed to be...
This is a true story. (Weed is legal in washington state where this took place)I had a client come by for an early morning fuck, now before I fuck, everytime, I smoke weed, it turns me into a nympho, I love having sex high. I love doing things high that I don't like at all when I'm not, like giving head and getting anal, and you can ask any guy I've sucked, I'm pretty excellent at it. But I digress, that's not the point of this story.He came by, and he does dabs, he brought his rig and some...
"Hello, Rick," the tall Englishman greeted me. "It's been quite a while, hasn't it?" "It has, Harold. Twelve years almost. You were with Interpol, on loan from your city police. Birmingham, wasn't it?" "That's right. I'd just started there and you were working with us on the human smuggling file. I wish I could say we put a stop to it, but all we managed was a finger in the dike." "I was on loan to INS at the time," I recalled. "That was an interesting two years. I got...
Your thoughts keep returning to him as the warm steamy water of your bath relaxes your body. How his eyes smile at you, the warmth of his embrace, the firmness of his body, always brings a flush to your skin. You feel a tingling sensation as you rub the sudsy washcloth over your skin slowly. You smile as you ponder why certain parts of your body get so much cleaner than others. You lift the chain of the drain plug with your toe letting the water retreat, and watch as your body slowly emerges...
MasturbationWhen I came home from college for Christmas break during my freshman year, the first thing that struck me was how beautiful my Mom had become while I was away. Of course, she really hadn't changed at all--it was just that I was really looking at her after those 3 months, not just taking her for granted. I had seen quite a few pretty girls at college, and I had even managed to score with a couple of really hot chicks. But when I saw that big smile of welcome on Mom's face as my family met me...
The stool legs were still in good condition and near enough to the right size to be used for batons. That evening I started training Martino on using the cudgel. He was strong and agile enough that even at the age of 42 he had the potential of becoming quite skilled with it. The main thing that he had to learn was not to try to make every blow start with an overhand swing. Beyond that, all he really needed was practice, practice, practice. That was one of the main reasons for the popularity...
He looked at me suspiciously for a long moment. Susan was beside me and she said, "I am Susan Thorpe, daughter of Senior Stephanie Thorpe. I bring you greetings on behalf of my mother and the Lu's. I am Handor's mate." That got his attention. He said, "Susan Thorpe was lost with an exploring expedition to the west over three years ago." "That is correct. I managed to return with my mates, Handor and Katina, which is why we are not remaining at Lu." He said, "No, that wouldn't be...
Introduction: Title is pretty self explanitory, Jazz has new experiences Max woke up to find his bed empty, making him wonder for a moment if the night before had all just been a dream, he glanced at the alarm clock on his night stand to see it was nearly noon. It wasnt unusual for him to indulge by sleeping in on the weekends, but certainly not this late. He got up, going into his bathroom to take a shower, before shaving and doing the rest of his morning grooming rituals. He slid on a pair...
It is the first time we have been away together. A few days in a new city, a chance to explore each other outside of the stresses and distractions of our everyday lives. Yesterday was perfect – a long train journey, a couple of glasses of Champagne, the surreptitious fondlings in the half empty first class carriage. The vigorous fuck – fast, hungry – that is inevitable after so much time apart, and the slow love making as we settle in together for the night. Curling up in his strong arms as we...
After she had failed in her attempt at giving him a blow job, Jack had gotten Erin to take a shower with him. Standing behind her, he had used his hands to soap up her breasts, while kissing her neck and shoulders and whispering loving and uplifting words to her. She had relaxed enough to let herself go and beg him to cum inside her. His release had triggered more tears and he held her under the water until she had almost fallen asleep. He had helped her dry off before leaving her to her...
Introduction: A housewife out for a girls night out ends up with alot more than she expected. I saw her sitting at a table in the VIP section with a group of girlfriends. It was obviously girls night out for her and her friends. They were all dressed to the hilt. You could tell they were all high class housewives judging from the clothes they were all wearing and the huge diamond wedding rings they were all sporting. The Club was upscale and on the rich side of town. It was about 10PM and they...
Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter One Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter One WARNING:This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex including beastiality.? If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upsets you, DO NOT read any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it. This is a copyrighted work.?? ?Copyright 2007 by Kirk. Reposting or any other use...
Andrew Bishop flicked the switch to turn on the exterior lights, opened the front door and stepped out on to the wide verandah of his century old farmhouse. He leant his shoulder on the verandah post and sloshed the last of the red wine in the glass that he'd carried out with him, raised it to his lips and drank the small mouthful. He didn't drink much, but did enjoy a glass or two of good local product on most Sunday evenings. It was a cool August evening, the weather was on the improve and...
Straight SexNot long ago my wife and I had a weekend away at a posh Hotel. We do this every so often away from the kids to spice up our sex life and keep it interesting. Karen, my wife, packs all her sexy undies and toys and we take the camera and film ourselves at it. This always gets Karen going so I knew we”d have a good night. Karen has a good body with 36Ds and I love spunking over those big tits. On Saturday night Karen dressed herself up in her tight black dress with buttons all...