It starts with a gin filled night. We are out for a Friday evening to just enjoy some time alone. The drinks keep on flowing and we enjoy the summer warmth. As we drink more, your cheeks become rosy and we keep giving each other little smiles, there is a little sparkle in your eyes – a little bit of mischief. We get home around midnight, poured another drink, and you lean over and gave me a full-mouthed kiss. Passionate,...
I have this bed that I must describe for you. It's not a simple metal frame with an attached head and footboard that I see often. It's also not a mattress and box spring on the floor like my college days. No this is a Bed, with a capital 'B'. First, it's old. It's over 300 years old and it's been in my family the whole time. My Mom is an antique nut. For years she and Dad ran their own antique store, so she knows her stuf...
Mistress took me to a play party that Saturday. I was still a bit too sore from the other day, so she would not test me in front of others. Not that I would mind, I enjoy knowing all eyes are on me, even when my skin burns and my body shakes with pain. But the fact is that after hard use, even the most dedicated submissive needs time to recuperate. And I did, though I very much wished it otherwise. The play party was hel...
In bed, sometimes we like to snuggle face to face. Me, being the littler, have drawn my knees up, and they are tucked into the curve of your body. My nose alongside yours. My, what big eyes you've got! As your arms wrap around me, I place my hands on either side of your face and kiss it... your face, I mean. You lean in so your boobs can snuggle with mine. (I am the littler there too.) The way you sort of scrunch my toes...
Hi! I am Toby. I have a full head of shoulder length, dark blonde and grey hair that I tie back. I am very slim, and very, very healthy. I always used to be quite healthy, but now I am unbelievably healthy, and very much into supplements. I am in my early fifties now. When I was in my early forties I had a very, very bad motorbike accident. I spent a few days in intensive care and a few days in hospital. Physically, I wa...
Cheryl Bancroft did not sleep well because she was jealous that some other woman in town was now bedding the young hunk Karl, she did not know his surname, that had walked into her shop a few days before and offered to give her a good fucking.The eighteen-year-old Karl had certainly done that, in fact, he had given her a few, but Cheryl had not seen him since and her effort to connect with him via mobile phones had led to...
I didn’t recognize the look on Mandy’s face as she touched me. I should have been feeling something, maybe screaming at her. What the hell was she doing in my shower, why had she dropped her bathing suit? What the hell was I feeling? Mandy helped me up, it was weird standing there naked with her, but I felt partially numb, maybe from that incredible orgasm. I tried not to look at her, but I could barely meet her eyes. She...
Each night I build our nest anew. Pillows plumped, duvet shook, bedside water fresh. Peeping out, I watch as you brush your teeth—nude. Now we snuggle. Tonight I'm Little Spoon. I nestle my bottom in the curve of your body. The extra blanket was a good idea. You are nuzzling now and nibbling the scruff of my neck. My bum wriggles my response as your hand slides down to cup my sex. And now I am all possessed and protected....
As the days passed, I looked forward to Tonya's nightly visit and my fucking her in front of the large vanity mirror. More than once, I tried to get her to spend the night as I hated to think of her driving home in the early morning hours, but she always refused. "Now you know that everyone looks like hell when they first get up. Well, I look ten times worse," she would tell me. "Seeing me the first thing in the morning w...
Arriving at Tommy’s apartment in record time, Elizabeth found that indeed, he had left the door unlocked. She stepped inside, locking the door behind her. She saw Tommy in his kitchen, opening a bottle of wine. “You going to try to get me drunk so you can have your way with me?” she asked. He turned to look at her and immediately saw her nipples were hard and pressing against her blouse. Betts slowly walked to him and put...
Sixty-three-year-old Anita Anderson was bored as she sat in the pub with her daughter Jane, son-in-law Trevor and two couples that were friends of Jane and Trevor.Although Jane occasionally spoke to her mother, most of the conversation excluded Anita.Her eyes started to drift around the pub and eventually alighted on a young man standing at the bar who appeared to be looking in her direction. She was unsure as to whether...
I was seventeen, and it was the start of our junior year. She and I had been dating since the previous May, when our ACT study sessions had progressed from academic preparation to more of an intense study in anatomy and biology. She went away for the summer to a pre-college program, and when she came back, we were both eager to pick up where we had left off. We were both on the swim team, and early in the season, our coa...
Catherine Chambers was a fifty-four-year-old unmarried woman who loved life. She had admirers of both sexes and sometimes they got successful with her but she was most happy in her own little world, which revolved around dancing.She was attending the wedding reception of her niece Alison, who had just married an Ian Robertson, and as Catherine had a room for the night at the hotel where the reception was being held, she c...
“What is it, Marta?” Mrs. Livingston was asking the maid. “I don’t know,” the maid answered. “I thought I heard something.” There was a small glow in the room from the dimmed lights. The women were standing there by the bedroom door, looking in at Henrietta on her fourposter bed, covered in a sheer, lace canopy. The nineteen-year-old had her eyes closed, her quilt up to her neck. “Hen? Henrietta, dear, are you awake?” Mrs...
It was shortly after my sixteenth birthday that Mother walked out on Dad and me. She had been having an affair with another man for over a year. Dad and I lived alone after that. Dad tried his best to make ends meet, working all the hours under the sun. I would prepare dinner when I returned home from school. Dad would get home, eat dinner, shower and then fall asleep watching the TV. One night, I was woken up by strange...
