Part 2 - The VIP Room "A newlywed bride on a business trip still can't refuse a naughty dare!" This story is based on a true event from my life that I have retold to my husband numerous times. At times, I may have exaggerated certain parts or left out some details that I deemed boring. As a result, I can no longer recall the exact details of events, but approximately 80% of the story is factual. RECAP: In the first part,...

She lay there naked. “Safe word?” he asked. "Yes!" "Yes is not your safe word," he said. "No?" "No is not your safe word either," he said. "Spread 'em." She shook her head but spread her legs. He slid one finger into her pussy, then put it in his mouth. "Yum," he said. She giggled and closed her eyes. "Eyes open," he ordered. He rubbed below her clit and tasted her. "Yummy pee hole!" he said. She squirmed. He whispered, "...

A few months (about four) after my wedding I went on a business trip with some male co-workers, one being our boss, to help close a big account we were trying to win. After two days of negotiations, we closed the deal. I was there as secretary to record the sessions. We went out to dinner and had a lot of drinks afterward. They wanted to go to a strip club to celebrate and offered to drop me off at the hotel. I told them...

It started like most Sunday mornings. Sam fetched coffee and pastry from the French place around the corner. Depending on how messy the night before had been, she might shower.  Or she might just doze.  Either way, she would be naked in bed awaiting her horny man’s return. They would lounge and read the Times, sip their dark roast and keep the crumb shrapnel to a minimum.  And at some point, one would make a move on the o...

Maylin didn't know which gave her more pride. Graduating to her Master's (Craig exasperated her by continually calling it her 'Mistress's') or, three months later, her wedding to Craig. Craig, ten months older than Maylin, so already twenty-three, earned good money in a plush job that still promised him time 'for family'. He was what Aunt Emily, in her typical way, had called "a catch…you must court him." ("Thoroughly Aun...

I had continued with life as normal and remember the night I had with Jane and Keith.They had gone on a three-week honeymoon to the Caribbean and kept in contact with me the whole time. They sent me pictures of themselves on the beach. She sent me a few nude pictures and even some pictures of them having sex. It was interesting for me to know that they were so open with me and treated me like a best friend.About two weeks...

“I do,” I said nervously as the entire room watched me. Time seemed to freeze for a few moments as we both stood there at the altar. I gazed into Kyle’s eyes, as always, they were big and beautiful. I had always had a thing for baby blues and even now they had me mesmerised. His short, spiky brown hair went well with his suit and slim physique. He was my perfect man and I felt like the luckiest woman on Earth as we stood...

Textbooks and study notes showered down from the bouncing mattress of a venerable four-poster bed as a long, thick, column of rigid flesh kept up a steady rhythm of lust and need, surging back and forth past stretched, slightly irritated pussy lips that clutch tightly around the unyielding shaft relentlessly cramming its engorged cock head into the inner most depths of a wet, stuffed and throbbing vagina. As the man conti...