Chloe was a busy freelance journalist, in her early forties. She was working at home, late afternoon, on her laptop on the kitchen table when her school teacher friend Emily dropped by. Chloe was pleased to have a break from the complex article that she was writing. It was about swingers’ clubs in her medium-sized city. She had particularly enjoyed doing the field-work for this assignment - it was a good excuse to have a...

It had been a stressful morning, awaiting my daughter's exam results. Now, the uncertainty was over, and I relaxed. She had the results she needed to go to her first choice. A top Russell Group university, all medieval colleges and dreaming spires. I worried briefly about the cost, but it was a pittance for such a good education. Earlier, when I mentioned that a band was playing that evening, Helen decided to go to the pu...

The next two weeks passed relatively uneventfully. I learnt how to do my housework faster and better, although in return Helen became more critical of my output, so I found myself being told off or punished for what seemed like trivial mistakes. I became increasingly familiar with the kitchen corner and wall, and it was not unusual to have to spend thirty minutes or so each evening writing out lines as a reminder of what...

Her eyes speak their own language of love I am entranced Not just by the colours but the glances and glints They are the way she invites me close to bury my face In her voluptuous chest or to caress her moisture laden lips with my own Words are not needed As we hold each other close I feel the hunger in her heart against mine and let our hearts beat in tandem the beats are never random for they beat softly to a soulmate t...

In her intimate voice she spoke her invitation which changed my life It was as if I crawled out of the darkness of my cocoon becoming a beautiful butterfly within her care and presence - She opened her lithe legs Opened her hands, guided my eyes to her sacred space and spoke “In between my legs is where you need to quench your thirst for lust, love and life” I looked and saw Her radiant pussy glistening like a myriad of d...

Kim slouched comfortably in the armchair in the corner of Helen's bedroom and started chatting merrily. She seemed far more relaxed than Helen remembered her ever seeing her. Helen was pleased that the buxom Japanese teenager wore the same clingy and exceptionally skimpy sailor's suit as she'd worn the previous week - a far cry from the loose, baggy clothes she usually wore. This outfit suited her, showing off her slim fi...

My phone beeped loudly and vibrated on the veranda table. When I checked, it was the doorbell app. The screen showed Alison, my daughter's friend, smiling at the camera. The two girls had been inseparable as children, but they drifted apart when Alison was sent away to a posh boarding school after her parents divorced. I hadn't seen the girl for years, and now she was a remarkably pretty young woman. "Is Helen there," she...

“Meg, honey, I’m so proud of you.” Uncle Philip hugged me, albeit awkwardly, as the large crowd of high school graduates, my classmates, milled about us. I still donned my cap and gown, clutching a fresh diploma. “Thanks, Philip! I’m glad you could make it,” I beamed, kissing him on the mouth. It was nothing unusual for us. Affection ran high in our family. All of us were waiting for the final group photograph when we wou...

Brian After my quick pump and dump at Cynthia's request, she had me lie back in the grass and straddled my face while sucking me back to life. She kept at it while I sucked her cum-filled pussy and clit through two orgasms. Once she was satisfied with my erectile status, she pulled off my face and sank down on my happy boner. We rolled around in the yard for quite a while, taking turns controlling the action. When it was...