Chapter 1 She looked at him… END
He doesn’t know that I’m watching the way his shirt sleeves cling desperately to his biceps or the way his dimples appear when he smiles. Every week it’s this way. I watch him as I sit here, waiting for my eldest daughter to get out of dance class, the room a loud cacophony of noises
K had been an interesting character and I also couldn’t determine why he didn’t want me after a few sessions to be his submissive. No level of seduction appeared to work and I also had been starting to give up. My intimate adventures took me to all sorts of locations, and all the whilst we
It has been awhile since I have had a really great sexual experience. I do have a steady girlfriend but she is the type of girl who will have sex but does not like it that much. It is not my fault, she just has some motional problems and is not a very sexual person.
We decided to have Girls night in at my house, been a while since we just stayed in and relaxed and had a few drinks in the house. It made a refreshing change coming home and having a relaxing bath taking my time to give myself some self pleasure as I lie there with the
You’re telling me to take you deeper but I’m having trouble concentrating. My heat is still tingling from his kisses, his tongue; where he lapped at me like a cat drinking milk. My thoughts are cliché but all I can focus on right now is my quivering pussy and the cock resting precariously in my
I decided to join a discussion group not far from my home. I got tired of sitting around the house and seeing my husband watch the tube all night long and then fall asleep. I needed to get out and stimulate myself. This group would invite interesting people in and have them tell stories about
Susan and I married right out of college. I became an investment broker dealing primarily in Futures and Commodities, and the first few years were lean ones as I learned my trade. Our financial situation turned around after five tough years, and we’d been married for about eight years when we were able to buy
He saw her the moment she walked into the bondage club, and that was saying something given the amount of decadence in various forms of fetish and beauty: not all of it pretty in his lone opinion. Like many of the younger set of women, and a few of the chubbier ones, the thin, shapely
Until I met Dontae, I’d never really imagined myself being with a black guy. I wasn’t opposed to the idea, but I really just never thought I’d get the chance. See, I’m not a typical “blonde haired” kinda girl. I guess you could say I’m anything BUT. I’m short…just five feet tall without shoes on.