Mother’s Day 3 She appeared to be breathing heavier than normal but maybe it was just because she was sleeping. Or maybe she was out of breath because she just finished masturbating. As I watched for any other signs of movement, I considered calling out t...
It had been a while since I felt the touch of a woman. My marriage has been sexless for over ten years after she cheated on me. I should have left her, but didn't want it to affect our kids so I suppressed my feelings. Even after all those years, I never...
After the kiss, she sat up and dragged the entire length of her arm across my cock before smiling at me and leaving the room. On the way out I saw her notice my pile of clothes on the floor including my underwear sitting on top. She pulled my door closed...
Mother's Day was just around the corner and this year I was determined to do something special. I had never given Mother's Day much thought in the past. My father had always taken care of everything and said it was from both of us. However, my father pass...
An act, no matter how erotic, over some time, can become routine and lose its appeal. That is what happened to me and R. All the excitement of watching and being watched started to become stale and I had to come up with something to keep it hot. Thank goo...
I always had a pee fetish that I kept to myself for so long. Something about watching girls pee and being able to witness them at their most vulnerable, it's just so erotic and desirable. I had craved something real as the pee porn that had been my staple...
This happened to me some weeks ago when my marriage was on the verge of a breakup. My name is Maria, and this is my story. I am twenty-eight years old, and I have been married for five years. I met my husband Paul in college. We started going out in our t...
Pam sat in her plane seat, lost in thought. Visions of her time with Ted and Kate flashed through her mind. After all that had happened between the three of them, she realized their actions had been outside society's norms and laws. She questioned herself...
I had a long-term crush on my best friend, Amanda. We had been close friends for years and had become best friends. Having a crush on her and concealing it had been trying, to say the least. I became aroused whenever I was close to Amanda, and my panties...
“Oh, God, no more,” cried the naked, bound brunette as she squirmed beneath me on the bed. “Miss Bella, you’ve got to stop. I can’t take this anymore.” “No way, bitch,” I snarled as I grabbed a lock of her luscious black hair and wedged the powerful buzzi...
I was woken from my nap by someone rapping on the door. It took me a few seconds to orient myself and sort my mind out as to where I was. “Who’s there?” I asked. “Maid service, ma’am. Here to turn down the bed and see if you need anything.” “Give me a sec...
I looked across the breakfast table with distaste to where Kenneth, my husband, was stuffing his face while reading the Wall Street Journal. "I don't think he remembers that this is our first wedding anniversary," I mused. Kenneth's phone chimed, indicati...
CHAPTER 7 - MAX GATE . “And at home by the fire, whenever you look up there I shall be— and whenever I look up, there will be you.” . At breakfast the next day we stared out of the windows at the grey sky and scudding clouds. Christine looked across the t...
I love getting a massage. They reinvigorate me and restore my sore muscles. They also turn me on. Being completely naked under a sheet and having another person's hands on my body heightens every sensual nerve in my body. I don’t care if it’s a man or a w...
Chapter One: A respectable house Martha Wharton surveyed the unspoken, hidden chaos of her house. It wasn’t actually her house, of course. She was a cockney immigrant to New York. She had arrived as a fifteen-year-old in 1857, and started as a chambermaid...
