Last summer, I was on a vacation with my girlfriend, Olivia, and her parents, Grace and Steve. It was morning and Olivia was out fishing with her dad as I lay in bed watching the cable news and having a bit of a playtime with my hand inside my boxers, when Olivia’s mom walked in, wrapped in a large towel from her shower, looked at me, laughed and asked, “Taking inventory, are we?”
Well, my hand was already there, she had already seen it inside my shorts, so I just left it
It amazed me what could happen when you didn’t expect it. Hell, I didn’t even think it was a possibility for it to occur. I have been going out with my girlfriend for over a year now, and we are both very happy with each other, but there are just some things I thought she could never do. After all, she didn’t have a cock, and that was what I wanted. I had these thoughts for a long time, but never had acted on them.
I was an avid chatroom watcher, sometimes interjecting a
You and I are both in our senior year at a small university in New York. We had been going out for a year and a half and had been renting an apartment together off campus for the past few months. About a year ago we began experimenting more when it came to sex. We had stumbled across the idea of BDSM and both found that we liked it. You are naturally commanding and protective of me. I am naturally eager to please, and have always had a slight masochistic streak. We treated it as a game, playing
Courtney set down her pen as Charlie moved into the room, standing up to move to where he was and wrapped her slender arms around him. She smiled as her boyfriend pulled her close for a sweet morning kiss.
“Good morning,” he whispered against her lips as she purred softly, molding her lips against his as she looked into his eyes with a tender smile. “Sleep well?” he asked.
“Mmmm, sure did,” she answered, running her fingers down his back, “how about
Robyn sat at my side, her emerald eyes blazing with lust as she looked at my naked body. Nude herself, she was holding our strap-on in her hand. Bringing it to her mouth, she ran her tongue up and down it’s length. For some reason, I couldn’t move, so I just lay there before her watching as she continued her oral ministrations on the sex toy.
Her other hand rose to cup her breast, her thumb circling the nipple and I watched as it stiffened. Now she was sliding the length of the fake
AUTHOR’S NOTE: I went a little method with this one. Forgive any creative indulgences that detract from the story. As always, let me know what you think.
PS – For those of you into Trance, Techno, and/or Electronica…this one’s for you.
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Laura was thankful she’d decided to wear underwear. Otherwise, she would have had a big wet spot on her cords. And that could have been a little embarrassing as they came back out into the complex.
It was just after
The day that Candice came to pitch her idea for Michael and Julie was just another ordinary day. Her letter gave a brief description of what they might expect. Julie would normally have sent the usual rejection reply but something in the letter made her tingle in anticipation to at least listen to the woman’s idea. In response, Julie quickly typed a reply inviting Candice for a meeting that Thursday at nine o’clock.
After dropping it in the outgoing mail container, she knocked on
This is Johan in Kristiansand, Norway, telling Kari, his girlfriend, one summer morning why he is no longer as shy as he had been in the spring. If he seems to have been a little too naïve, that is because the incident takes place some forty years. They are supposed to be going to the library and then having a lunch of Sunday leftovers in his house, since his parents both work. Kari, who is a couple of months older than now 18 year-old Johan, already has some experience with her brother and is
Joe had been looking forward to a quiet weekend. The high-end renovation he had been hired to complete had a deadline and he had to bust his ass all week to get it completed on time. Now, with the deadline met and the check in hand, he was planning on watching baseball and drinking beer all weekend. He got up early to go for a run. He figured a good run would cancel out some of the beer.
He was glad he had put the coffee on before he left, as the whole house smelled like fresh roast when he
“Ding,” the doorbell rang, and Miranda stopped breathing for a moment. “Ding, ding,” the doorbell rang, and she grabbed her glass, knocking it back before realizing it was empty. She grabbed the bottle, and it was empty, too. Getting up from the table, she swayed slightly and went to the kitchen sink, getting a glass from the cupboard and filling it from the tap. “Ding, ding,” the doorbell called again as she drank quickly.
Head slightly cleared, she walked