Tango Stories

It was the eighteenth of the month.  Roxanne Santo woke up in a good mood.  She loved this day more than any other day of the month.  You see, that was the day her and her lover would meet. She had been having an affair with him for years.  Her husband never suspected her cheating.  She would prep for a week to look amazing.  She had her hair cut and dyed.  She had her body and pussy waxed.  Her nails and toes were manicu...

I looked up from my book and kneeling at my feet. I saw Agnes in the perfect submissive pose. She was naked and kneeling with her knees spread, open hands on her thighs and back straight. I could see that her pussy had a sheen of wetness which made it look slick and inviting. “What is it, Slut?” “Sir, your Pet is needy. She needs your attention.” Since Agnes had seen my display of dominance when we visited with the Prince...

Light forced itself behind my eyelids as I woke up with a groan. My head ached and my mouth tasted as if it was a stale ashtray. Reaching out to my side, I found the bed was empty. Vague memories of a floozy blond I had picked up in a bar came back to me. I swung my legs out of bed and went to splash water on my face. The image that stared back at me from the mirror looked like hell. “Well, another day in paradise,” I tho...

Since we met you've shown me dances Where you show me all these sultry moves This is a start to a wonderful romance I love dancing and finding our grooves We hold each other very tight My breasts up against your chest We dance together all night You love the feel of my firm breasts You twirl me around, Oh I love this Bodies moving to and fro We even share a sweet kiss We dance really very slow Dancing is kind of like scre...