Her smile looks innocent enoughUntil you lean in closerSee the reflection in her eyesMirroring your wanton selfDrawing away slowly and shylyShe turns her head slightlyHer gaze still fixed and intentKnowing that you will followHer buttocks swaying gentlyShe ascends the wooden staircasePulling you like a puppetWithout even needing stringsThe trail of perfume in the airDrifts into your consciousnessArousing you even furtherA...

When I woke up the following morning, I immediately became aware of the situation. It was difficult not to notice the pretty white cotton and lace nor the fact that I was wearing it. I quickly recalled the events of the previous night, feeling ashamed at having been caught masturbating. I knew that Beatrice somehow wanted to make a point by telling me to wear her nightdress, but I had no clue why. I rolled over to see her...

It was 3 am. I was busy whacking myself off in the bathroom when Beatrice caught me. She and I had only been together for a few weeks when I started taking a special interest in her underwear. I loved the smell of her wet pussy, combined with the cozy softness of the cotton panty gusset pressed against my nose. Wearing one pair, feeling the delicate material clinging tightly to my ass, I held up the other and inhaled deep...

It was late by the time I got to the gym. The parking lot was half-empty and the last few patrons were already trickling out. Still, according to my heavy schedule, I had a short half-hour to exercise. I hoped that I wouldn’t be turned away. I’d only signed up for the trial a couple of weeks previously and this was my first time there since I’d moved into town. The receptionist warned me that I was quite late getting star...

It had been almost six months since the ‘Ollie’ incident. I had been overly jealous at my wife, Val, for having flirted with an Australian jet-ski instructor during our vacation. The truth of the matter was that it turned me on to know that other men were vying for her attention. It was even more exciting to know that despite her overtly flirtatious nature, Val was faithful to me. Since then, we had discussed what had hap...

“I need to talk to you,” said Jessica in her typical commanding tone.Tensions had been high for the past couple of weeks. I wasn’t going to let a junior secretary tell me how to do my job, and she wasn’t letting go of her alleged senior role while our boss, Harry, was out on sick leave. Jessica was only twenty-three, with less than a year’s experience in corporate finance; whereas I had been in the business for over ten y...

My lovely little presentYour look so innocentIn your flutter bra and pantiesI'm feeling quite contentMy eyes rove over your bodyEvery curve in perfect formYou smile at me seductivelyAre you ready to perform?You flick your curly blond hairAnd wiggle your sexy hipsSparkles in your light blue eyesBlowing kisses with your lipsNothing could be more beautifulDon't jump into bed quite yetI want to enjoy your sexinessMy appetite'...

Val and I were enjoying dinner in the hotel restaurant following an afternoon relaxing on the beach. We’d been together for almost ten years, and she looked just as beautiful as on the day we’d met, with her shoulder-length wavy brown hair and dark brown eyes. She smiled at me as we finished the starter, with a cheeky grin telling me she was in the mood for sex. I smiled back and winked at her. That was our code, and even...

I decided to go home early. My boss and his boss were in an all-day conference out of town and there wasn’t any work that required immediate attention. Besides, I had pulled quite a few late nights recently so I decided I was entitled to recover some of the overtime. My girlfriend, Alison, was traveling on business which meant it would be the perfect evening to chill at home, have a few drinks and watch some action movies...

I had missed the last flight back to Chicago and the airport was already closed. I knew I shouldn’t have stayed in the office for so long but I’d wanted to make a good impression on our newest agency. The problem was that I would now have to find a hotel to stay overnight. I looked around but there was nobody to ask and worse, there were no taxis. The driver who had dropped me off must have known the airport would be clos...

I was eighteen when my parents sent me off to France. Most of my friends were either taking a gap year or going to college but I didn’t really have much choice. My parents had firmly decided that it was culturally important for me to experience life in a foreign country and learn the local lingo. When I arrived at the train station, I could still hear my mother telling me how to introduce myself to my host.“Bonjour, Madam...

It seems thatBetween youAnd JeanThere is a sceneLesbian, I meanI wouldn't askIf you put me to taskYou two are a teamI just want to seeThe realityI'll take a back seatMomentarily Watch you munch on pussyWon't interfereWhack myself offWhile drinking my beer You know you love meAnd I love you tooI know you love herAnd she loves you too Tits and assAnd curves and shitAesthetically pleasingBut where's the dick?It's different t...

You awaken Push the covers backAnd yawnNot yet awareOf your surroundingsOr that it's dawn You stretchArch your backContented smileSexually satisfiedWe went down in style You turnFace awayLong hair on the pillowI spoon youHand on your breastStrong feelings below We drowseFall asleepThe sun breaks throughSlowly we stirTo a love that's new I hold you closeSmell your delicate skinSuccumb to the urgeWithin seconds, I'm in Horn...

The backstage pass Came as a surprise You wanted to see meI had to surmise Our eyes were lockedDuring your setWhile you stripped bareMy appetite, whet I was only eighteenNever been to a showYou, twenty-threeUsed to the flow Young men were your passionIn cabaret barsWhere you'd flaunt your waresBuilding memoirs I pushed through the curtainOf your dressing roomYou stood there half-nakedGreeted me to your tomb I was bashful...

Warm air blew through the UndergroundIt was frightening but somehow soothingKnowing that death was only a gap awayAt the time, I had to keep movingRiding the escalator from the depths of the earthWalking through tunnels in vainLondon was an unfamiliar place to meYet happy memories haunt me againThe girl in the kiosk was beautifulIn a way that only love knowsShe was pretty and sweet and helpful and kindI would still marry...