Anna sank deeper into the warm, bubbly water, her long blonde hair cascading down her back like a golden waterfall. The warm glow of candles flickered softly while rose petals floating around her released their subtle scent into the air. It was the perfect oasis, and Anna felt her tension melting away with each passing moment. As she closed her eyes, she sensed movement behind her. She opened them to find Linda walking in...
I had to go to work on New Year's Eve but only until two o'clock. Many workers would spend the rest of the day in the pub but that wasn't really my style. Once two o'clock rolled around, I was going straight home to prepare for the big night with Carole. The paperwork tasks were mostly carried out during the time between Christmas and New Year's Eve by me and my skeleton staff and had been completed. Just a few hundred bu...
Katie was a hitchhiker I'd given a lift to after picking her up close to my home. She had come home with me and we'd slowly gotten to know each other over a couple of days. I didn't know much about her, other than that she was a single mom with complexity in her life and a daughter at college somewhere. We'd headed out for supplies, a change of scenery, some clothes, and food. We'd come slowly back home, walking around th...
Mr. Smith made his plans to set up more parties for me. I felt sure they would be very popular and very lucrative. Meanwhile, I had been very intrigued by Mr. Thomas's invitation (or maybe it was more like he placed an order) for me to plan a sleepover with Jenny so that he could pay for and use my pussy after Jenny was asleep. Spending the night at the Thomas's home would offer up other exciting possibilities, in additio...
Erin arose shakily from her erotic nap in the Adirondack chair. She’d lost count of how many orgasms she’d had already but knew it was a lot. She was surprised to hear voices from the front yard. She was sure that one was Luke but didn’t recognize the other voices. Female voices. She rose shakily, smiling as her dream of the redhead and the massage parlor was still fresh in her mind and playing across her vision in fleeti...
As I stand outside my apartment, I find myself looking up at the neighboring condominium. It towers above me like a castle from a fairytale, with a damsel trapped inside awaiting her valorous saviour. Can I be that saviour? The top floor looks to be about forty stories up and is lined with large penthouse suites winding around the building. She has to be in one of them. Ignoring the long queue of New Yorkers waiting for t...
Every fiber in my body tells me I should just give up and go home. She’s not going to show up. My freshly polished dark nails anxiously dance on the skin of my thighs, peeking out from under my skirt, as the grating sound of country music heavily resonates around this sleazy dive. The bar reeks of cheap beer and old cigarette butts and the crowd inside matches the uncomfortable scent. Yet, inexplicably, I find myself stil...
Hi all, I’m Fionn pronounced Finn. I grew up in 70s Derry, Northern Ireland. I was a wee quiet catholic boy from the Creggan. Reaching the milestone of sixteen in 1981. Not long after I met Aoife, she was seventeen with an “I don’t care"-attitude. We got on really well from the start. We both had an enormous interest in music and the desire to leave Derry. Within a couple of days, we were dating. Both being from large Cat...
Eve’s panties hung from her rearview mirror as she drove home. At every turn, they’d sway back and forth, reminding her of how incredibly horny she was. She even hiked up her skirt, exposing her dripping snatch to whoever cared to look. With the other drivers concentrating on the road, nobody gawked at her wet pussy, much to her dismay. However, as she relived the day’s events, Eve decided that she wanted some hot, no-str...
Silvia After I closed my bedroom door, Susan and I began to undress. It was almost like we were a couple, talking about our day before going to bed. Nothing was rushed, we weren't hurrying to get naked and fuck. I liked that we felt comfortable together. Since we were alone, Susan asked about my relationship with Michelle. I told her the truth; we barely knew each other. She and I were just gym acquaintances. Susan mentio...
My nude body, my thighs slick with the steamy liquids of my arousal, quivered with both horny lust and nervousness. I’d done this risky act before, but never to the extreme I was about to attempt. Mature, grown women don’t stand in front of their front door, naked and horny, determined to seduce the pizza delivery man. Luckily for me, I only qualified for half of that. I am a grown woman, nothing more. I glanced at the to...
“Lovers?” I asked, incredulously. Ginger’s expression had changed. Her usual “look at me” mask had been stripped away. With her guard down, laying her soul bare before me, she was simply a highly aroused woman, vulnerable and pleading. Then her cheeks flushed, betraying her passion. Allison looked like a wildcat, ready to pounce. She was wearing one of my T-shirts, her hair tousled, and her makeup was smeared. Lusty passi...
If I think back to some of my most memorable parties from my early and mid-twenties, this story always comes to mind. My friend Adam had rented a trailer for the summer; it was only a twenty-minute drive out of town. I found myself spending a lot of time there that year. It was excellent, summer nights drinking and celebrating not having to grow up yet. One day I left work, picked up some alcohol, and made my way straight...
As I prepared for my first date with a woman in a decade, I felt a surge of nervous energy within me. After taking my time to carefully pick out the clothes that would best accentuate and highlight every curve of my body, I settled on an intensely tight pair of jeans that clung to my luscious booty. The blouse was even more provocative—a sheer fabric outlined in lace revealed just enough cleavage to make me feel confident...
The next morning, a warm, breezy Sunday, Emily was determined to see how far she could push the teasing. Completely surrendering to her sexual impulses, addicted to the thrill of safely showing off, she ransacked her dresser and closet and chose her “at home” wardrobe. Thin, light, frilly, sexy, and revealing were her weapons of choice. The torturous clothing known as undergarments was sequestered deep within the dark bow...
