I’m a horny drinker, what I mean is that my inhibitions go down as I drink. I don’t need to get drunk, just merry. I can handle a few drinks, but then the next two or three drop my inhibitions, and I’m much more likely to do something naughty. I have suck...
I hit up Emma and Trey’s housewarming party tonight. Or “cocktail party” as they formally named it. Whatever it was, Emma said I needed to wear my tiny black dress, so it was an excuse to get a new one. But it was the first time I was this dressed up to g...
You stand before me, naked from the waist down, but still wearing your white button-down blouse from work. My hands are on your hips, wrapping around you so they’re also grabbing your ass. Your pussy is just inches from my face. You can feel my hot breath...
Each night that summer, after Karen fell asleep, Spencer went down the hallway in his pajamas to see if either of his stepdaughters wanted to see him before they went to bed. By agreement, they limited their visits to once a week for each of them. So far...
I carefully pulled the dress off my shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor as I stood completely naked before the full-size window. I spread my legs, leaning against it, squashing my tits on the cool glass while my finger rolled my clit, making me mo...
When the bell rang, I knew who was at the door. It was the psychologist my friend Suzanne had told me about, whose house calls were for women who were experiencing frustration with their sex life. That was me, alright. I'm Rose, and my husband just wasn't...
My body needed some R&R after Lynn had driven me crazy that eventful afternoon. As I napped, my mind was planning on how to develop my fantasy. It would be a challenge to outdo Lynn. I decided I didn't want to video the session, but stills would be implem...
Susan and I were sitting in the living room with her parents when they suggested Susan go down to the basement and grab some snacks off the storage shelves. Susan grabbed my hand and said, "Come help me pick something." As I walked down the stairs behind...
The morning after their mother returned home, Cheryl pulled her stepdad aside after breakfast. “Can I talk to you in my room tonight, after Mom is asleep?” she asked. “Is something wrong?” Spencer asked. “Not really, but I do want to talk to you,” Cheryl...
Her name was Justine, and I had met her a few times during my badminton sessions at the sports club. Quite young, I'd put her at between twenty and twenty-five, and certainly under thirty. She was of average height, with a slim waist, nicely rounded hips...
All three women blushed and snuggled closer to each other. Then Sarah looked down at Ragden’s still large, firm cock, her eyes full of hunger and desire. She licked her lips as she looked up at Ragden’s face. “Can I... Can I lick you clean? I want to tast...
The next morning, being Saturday, it was 9 am by the time Spencer got up, showered, got dressed, and went to the kitchen. “Good morning,” Cheryl said, smiling as she sat at the breakfast table. “A very good morning,” Stephanie added, also smiling broadly....
"Good morning, and welcome to The Book Worm," I said as the door chimed. "I'll be right with you." "But I need help right now," a familiar voice insists. Swiveling around, I spot April standing at the door, also known as my boss. "I don’t know how you've...
The doorbell rang just when I expected it. I knew it was the psychologist my friend Suzanne had recommended, who had given her his “clinical” therapy for anxious women. Anxious was code for sexually frustrated, and he knew from his practice that many wome...
The lamp illuminates my desk, yet it is dark in my heart. Pascal betrayed my love of romance and abused my good nature. It hurts to be a fool. Is this what life is like now? Are all the good men taken? My mind is blocked, and my reawakened sexual urges ra...
