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Crave

When a man wants a woman...

Sultry eyes and sensuous lips beckon me closer. With curves in all the right places, this alluring creature offers herself to me. Moving to her, I sit and watch as she purrs and moans, gyrating her hips as my cock begins to swell. Turning around, she juts her sexy ass into the air, teasing me, taunting me with what I crave. I slide a greedy finger between her soft skin and the lace of her red panties, ready to pull them d...

Desire On The Dancefloor

One quick glance turns into so much more.

I can’t take my eyes off of you, a tall dark handsome stranger across a crowded room. I keep casting shy glances your way, eyes hidden beneath my thick lashes. You catch me looking and a quick inquisitive glance turns into a long lingering almost intrusive stare, eyes locked on one another, drinking each other in greedily. In a few short strides, you are next to me, clasping my hand as you lead me to the dance floor. The...

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Tantalizing Pleasures

Teasing her with his passionate desires.

His strong hands lightly graze the length of her beautiful, enticing thighs. She smiles with parted lips, his fingertips reach the hem of her skirt. Hands slowly slip between her silken thighs before fingertips brush along the warm smooth mound of her sheer panties. Taking his time with every inch of her sweet silky curves. Touching. Tasting her silky lips as he pushes the gusset to the side. His velvety tongue slithers u...

Turn On

She knew what he wanted and she provided it.

Felicity Baker grasped her glass and raised it to her lips. She was staring intently the bar area and after a while smiled at her husband who was sitting next to her. “What do you reckon, the young guy on the left, or the older one on the right?” Felicity waited for his reply. It came after some thoughtful consideration. “The older guy, you may as well earn your reward,” her husband told her. “Don’t you think he will be a...

Manmoirs: Red Heads Do It Best

Out of the norm and out of my mind

Second semester began and so did my wandering eyes. New classes and fine asses was plenty enough for me. What was perfect was the 4-day school week where I treated Friday like a Good Friday - in my case, a Great Friday off from school. First couple of days back in class I realized I didn't have any friends with me. Needless to say I kept quiet, listened, took notes and checked out girls around the classroom. Typical colle...