Megan I slept later than usual and woke up feeling very good about life. Mom was on cloud nine because she and Michelle had an actual date. My idea of a date wouldn't include Mom. I was glad she was happy. She seemed in the same mood when Dad first introduced her to me. All smiles and positivity suited her. She deserved someone in her life that made her smile and feel good about herself. Susan had that effect on her, but...

Chapter 3 - Getting To Love Her Part 10 – Domestic Bliss “Would you like some more tea?” I asked as we made movements to get up. “No, but I’d like some wine?” “Even better! Susan, will you put your panties back on?” “Why? Don’t you want to see me naked?” “No, you looked so gorgeous and sexy in them, and I was disappointed that I didn’t get to appreciate them myself before you stripped them off. You would have found out ev...

He was huge in my mouth, and I was unable to take as much of him as I wanted, but I loved the way he felt and tasted, his precum slippery, mildly salty, his foreskin sliding smoothly over his cock head as I used my tongue and lips to manipulate it. His pants were around his ankles, but he stripped his shirt off as I sucked his cock and my eyes ran over the big slab muscles of his stomach and chest. Impossibly, he grew eve...

My idea was either a stroke of genius, or I was insane and delusional. I’d know which one in just a few hours. “Welcome to a very special, double-broadcast edition of Keaton’s Sinns,” the sultry brunette, wearing a slutty, latex nurse uniform, said to the plethora of cameras. Keaton was hosting her show in my living room. She and her crew had flown in from the West Coast that morning, and I’d spent the entire day cooking...

We had been dating for three months now, and I wanted to do something a little different and special for my girlfriend, Selena. My first thought was a weekend at the coast. You know, a nice hotel, good food, sightseeing, and just a lazy sex-filled weekend. Living in Silicon Valley we could go to three well-known beach towns: Half Moon Bay, Santa Cruz, or Monterey-Carmel. All would be a fine choice, but I selected Santa Cr...

“My condolences. If I can do anything, just ask. You have such a lovely home,” or variations thereof, were the prevailing, soothing comments. At least the funeral was an open-casket wake. Widowed before I’d turned forty, the implications hadn’t yet sunk in. It wasn’t my fault; I shouldn’t have blamed myself, yet I felt terribly guilty. My husband had been out of state, attending a business convention with Stacy, and the r...

Kira smiled and then spoke again, “I want to wear my new swimsuit in the hot tub tonight. Is that okay?” “Yes, that's fine,” I told her. “Thank you. Would you like to join me?” “Sure. Let's plan to go in the hot tub after dinner.” “Yay!” Kita squealed and then hopped over to me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. Part 4 Before starting dinner, I went out to the backyard to prepare the hot tub. I removed the cover and th...

With my husband due back from his fishing trip that very afternoon, I barely had time to clean up both myself and the house, make sure that I had the proper wine to pair with hubby-caught fish, and finger my aching, aroused cunt to multiple orgasms. At least I knew which shoes I was going to wear. I considered a garter belt and stockings, but I really didn’t feel like doing any more washing. Besides, the dryer was acting...

Summer evenings are my favorite times of the year. As we walked toward the quiet Italian restaurant that looked like a pristine villa, Ashley asked, "May I, sir?" As she reached for my arm, allowing her to slip her hand inside the crook of my elbow, I relished the feel of the gentle swell of her breast against my arm. There is a good reason for a lady to take your arm; if she is agreeable, she will often pull it into the...

“Stop giving our waiter a hard-on, Kat,” Allison laughed. A natural redhead, her well-endowed, natural breasts spilling out from the sides of her thin tank top, Kat was mercilessly teasing Gerard, our usual waiter. Her tight leggings left even less to the imagination than her skimpy, see-through top. “Why?” Susan, a true California blond with an enviable, sexy body, countered. “He’s a guy. They like that.” Susan was all b...

I looked at myself in the mirror, transformed from an alluring housewife into a slutty vixen on the prowl. Perhaps my scarlet lipstick was a bit heavy, but the thinness of the provocative, white bikini’s material was very distracting, drawing attention away from my whorish makeup. The additional fact that it was so stretchy and clingy tipped the scales from sultry to aggressively seductive, almost trashy. The skimpy front...

Sam and Nicola had been going out for about six months. The relationship had recently developed a sexual element, something new to them both. Whilst neither had any prior sexual experience, it was Sam initiating the advances. Nicola always enthusiastically reciprocated but didn't yet have the confidence to get things started. It was a Friday night at the start of the summer holidays and they were looking forward to the pa...

“It’s not a dungeon,” my wife said. “It’s … an erotic playroom.” I chuckled as we drove to her mother’s house. “Beth, it’s a secret, windowless underground chamber where people get tied up, tortured, tormented, and sexed up,” I argued. “It’s a dungeon.” It was early Friday evening, and we were planning to spend the night—and maybe the weekend, if things went well—at my mother-in-law's sumptuous home in the outer suburbs....