Stroke Stories

His breath caught in his throat as the woman entered the neat hotel bar and stood, seeming uncertain as her eyes scanned the room. This was definitely the lady he had noticed in the dining room, but now she had unpinned her hair. Attractive in the dining room with her hair pinned up, now, she was so sensationally sultry with golden hair long enough to reach the rise of her appealing buttocks. Her whole seductive demeanour...

Ever since you allowed me to go down on you, I've been smitten by your pussy. Especially when wet, like now. Ordinarily averse to “the 'C' word” the cuss falls freely from behind smudged lipstick as you beg me to introduce a third finger. It glides in easily, wetly, back and forth alongside the others, your breathing laboured. I adore it when you're out of control, eyes shut, cheeks flushed, drenched dark pubic hair echoi...

We take turns stroking your delicious cock. I try to mimic your stroking and fail with enthusiasm. You start bucking your hips and I feel the head of your cock thrust through the tight tunnel, against my palm. I love feeling your head resist, then slide inside, resist and push through again. I mirror the moment in my mind. One knee resting on each side of you, my slit resisting slightly when I press and let you slip insid...

Her heartgoes out to those of you Who languish lost from loves adieu. The lingering taste of a love’s goodbye Creates thereby a needful guy. My sweet Chanel’s heart of empathy Can feel your loss and set you free From jilted love’s created need And willingly fills your carnal greed. She’ll foreplay with the jilted man She’ll stroke him softly with passions hand. She’ll let him fondle her perfect breasts As she massages and...

Strokes of pleasure fill my mind,To be stroked all over by you makes me tingle.Stroke me up,stroke me down,Just shower me with your hot strokes,Till I reach my exploding point.Stroke it baby,come and do your magic,Stroke it where I always love it.As insides of me want to feel that desirable stroke by you.So here I await for your strokes,I know you want the feel of that too baby,To stroke my enlarging hardness is what you...

Sylvia, My First Pussy Part 2 Sylvia was Linda’s mom, and she said she thought highly of me as a kid who had promise. She was heavily involved in the youth movement at the State level, so I guess when I was elected President of the State organization; her positive opinion of me was pretty much solidified. She chauffeured me to numerous state conferences, so we got to know each other quite well. She was a big woman, very a...