Mango Omelet

Slow head turns followed by subtle movements of her body lasted through the dreamed memories of last night. The flutters of rapid eye movements ended and she found herself awake, enveloped in all cotton jersey sheets covered by a soft down comforter. The fan above her enhanced the cool Gulf air coming in through the opened screened windows.

Her survey of the surroundings quickly lapsed as she began to recall the previous evening. Never had she made love or for that matter had love made to her as happened. One hand moved to cup a tender nipple while the other moved to feel the warmth from her mound. Yes, she thought, the highly stimulated arousal was still there, but so was the tingling tenderness. Having never made love like that she had no way to gauge her recovery. Read the rest of this entry »

Merry Christmas

I want to give you a Christmas present. I call you and tell you to meet me downstairs at lunchtime.

I am waiting in the car, as you get in I hand you a cell phone already dialed

“Tell them you will not be back today”, you have a look of shock “DO IT!”

You do as I say then put the phone down handing you a blindfold as I drive.

“Put this on!”

You start to ask why “NOW” again you do as I say, the car makes many twist and turns. As I drive you start to ask questions “SHUT UP” is the only reply I give you. Read the rest of this entry »

Lewis and Carol Ch. 01

The coach from Christchurch to Blenheim was fully booked and in helping two women with their heavy old-fashion leather suitcases had delayed Lewis Hall’s bid to occupy a prime seat.

“Thank you kind sir,” called one of the women; they, also being late to board, were seated opposite each other in aisle seats near the back.

Lugging his back-pack towards the unpopular rear seats near the stairwell to the washroom, Lewis spotted a seat, or what was left of it, as the window occupant seemed to have taken up more than his half. Hmmm, so much for the thought of holiday romance commencing with this bus trip. Read the rest of this entry »

The Violation Of Lena Giovanni Ch. 7

Lena felt Ty slip his cock into her ass for the second time as Mike finished shooting his wad in it. Just as Rusty’d told her, they were pulling a train on her ass for the third time this week. Rusty told Lena that he’d be out of town for the next two weeks & that Troy would be staying over the whole time he was gone, overseeing his business on the weekends. Lena grunted as Ty worked himself into a rhythm, piercing her asshole, slamming his thick dick up in her until she let out a cry for him to stop. He pumped her used asshole hard, driving his dick deep inside her backdoor. Read the rest of this entry »

The Bigger They Come!

“Dear people Please give me comments on what you think of my story. But please if it’s negative make it constructive criticism. Thanks and enjoy this interracial/group sex story!”

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My name is Stacy Jones. My husband Donald and I have been married for eighteen months. Donald has been in the military. While he was doing his training we were apart for ages, so when he finally finished it was great to have him home with me again.

My husband Don is six foot tall with short brown hair and green eyes. He has the handsome face of a film star, is intelligent and has a a great sense of humor. Read the rest of this entry »

The Bachelor Party

When I walked into the apartment, all the guys started beating on the best man, who had arranged for the evening’s entertainment, namely, me. Now, I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not America’s ideal whore. I’m only 5′2″ and nearly 200 pounds, but, like I told that room full of bachelors, I’ve got a set of 40C’s just begging to be sucked and I’m open to anything you can think of.

As soon as I said this, the guys started naming things that they wanted to do to me. All I did was stand there and nod my head at every suggestion. When they asked me whom I wanted to take on first, I said, “Anyone who wants me, because how can I choose from fifteen oh, so handsome bachelors?” Read the rest of this entry »

New Friends

A month ago it was my wife”s and mine anniversary. We were staying in a nice hotel in a resort town a couple hours from our home. After dinner we went to the hotel bar and had a couple of drinks. While there we ran into a couple who we had met earlier in the day at the pool. Ted and Julie were from another state and trying to escape the cold for a few days. We were all pretty much the same age and seemed to get along well for only speaking for no more then an hour if you added up all our time together. Read the rest of this entry »

Paula and the Two

Picking up first one jar then another she scrutinised the contents label, looking to see if the hand creams, body creams were of the oil continuous or water continuous types. She knew roughly the formula she wanted but not exactly what mixture. Choosing several of the more expensive brands, assuming their scents and ingredients would be of a better quality, she moved to the shelf offering a range of basic products. There she removed a jar of Vaseline, the largest on the shelf, and turned to check out. As the products passed through the checkers hands, she smiled quietly, wondering if the woman ever thought of the end use for some of the products. Read the rest of this entry »

Pool Hall Gangbang

My first wife and I had a great sex life that included some pretty wild events. We were very active sexually and enjoyed every minute of it. Our escapades included some exotic and public places. We tried to make it exciting every time we had sex. The following story is just one of our many exploits.

When we first met I knew our relationship would be based on sex. The first night we ended up closing the bar we met at and going straight to a hotel. She was a stunning piece of work. Many of the other guys in the bar were watching her every move. I know I couldn”t take my eyes off of her. She was 5″9″ and had long slender legs. She was playing darts with one of the guys I came up there to meet. From the moment I walked up to them I wanted to get into the spandex pants she was wearing. When my friend introduced us I couldn”t help staring at here magnificent body. Somehow I heard what her name was. It certainly matched the way she looked. Read the rest of this entry »

The Kayak

The secluded, rock enclosed little beach was a perfect retreat from the daily grind. Daphne was so very glad she had finally submitted to her secretary’s pleas for her to take some time off. Running a fast paced modeling agency was exciting and very fulfilling, but she now understood the need for some down time. This wonderful summer house in the San Juan Island chain in the northern Puget sound area was just perfect. She could just kick back, enjoy the weather, as well as the perfect seclusion created by the rocky enclaves on either side of this wonderful little beach. No one could get to this beach by land without having to come through the locked gate on the driveway. Read the rest of this entry »