“I thought we’d shake things up a little.” Megan watched her boyfriend produce the unassuming white letter-length envelope and lay it on the black laminate bar, nudging it her way. She watched his face for a telltale sign but his only response was to grin back at her and wink. “What is this?” she asked…
Lila lays on her back and you step up to the console, keeping the boat under control as I kneel over her face. She says, “I don’t know what to do.” I say, “Just do whatever you like having done to your pussy. Stick out your tongue and taste me. That’s it Lila, just like…
My legs weak from the experience, I sit down on the bench. You break your kiss from Amy and pull her up to her feet. You both come together in a sensual embrace as your hands pull the straps of Amy’s dress off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Amy is now…
Surprise, surprise, I wake up feeling thoroughly used and horny as fuck. I look at you and you’re still sleeping. Checking the clock, it’s only 6:00 am. Damn, I want you to fuck me so bad, but I hate to wake you up. I think of masturbating, but I know you like to watch me…
Amy grins and bounces on her toes like a giddy schoolgirl. “Finish your tasting and I will meet you out back soon. We should bring a couple of bottles with us. I will take care of that!” And she turns like a ballerina and makes her way to serve another patron. Meanwhile, we return to…
I wake up alone in bed. Looking at the clock, I see it’s 4:30. I sit up and hear humming coming from the bathroom. I peek in the door to see our stewardess friend, who finally said we could call her Beth, standing with her leg up on the side of the bathtub. Her pussy…
It had been another long hard day for James and Elizabeth. They were a couple in their mid twenties, very much in love, who both worked hard all day in a seaside hotel. Elizabeth did a lot of the cooking and James did the bar shifts so they rarely went to bed at the same…
James was finishing yet another bar shift at the hotel. It had been a long week and tomorrow the guests were going home. The last guests wobbled up the stairs having had one too many benny and hot waters and muttered their good nights. James sighed with relief and started to lock reception up, the…
The next morning dawns bright and clear. I wake up to sunshine filling the room and a semi-hard cock resting in my hand. I open my eyes and look across your chest to see our friend looking back at me, smiling. She whispers, “Come with me.” I gently slip away from you and follow her…
“Excuse me, I’m sorry, my seat seems to be the window seat,” I say. You look up into my eyes and your mouth drops open. I smile at you and scoot over your legs to sit beside you. You look at me and say, “How did you…why are you here?” I say, “Well, you told…
A trip to the Alps I look at my pocket watch, quick calculations let me know that we will be arriving in ten minutes. Great thing about German rail is it always runs on time, if we were in England we would have no idea when we would be arriving. I look at you sitting…
This is a true story, of us fucking last week, our names are changed, but everything else, really happened. It had been a long and exhausting day for Adam and me, but we are where we want to be. A newly wed couple, moved to a new state and fresh start for both of us….
It was almost dinner time when Mia got back to the apartment after Jesse dropped her off and brought in her luggage. Since he was working that night so they couldn’t really get the opportunity to hang out, but it gave Mia the chance to unpack and get settled back in. Patrice was back already,…
The hotel room was perfect, 27th floor, overlooking the downtown area. It was a fairly warm evening, the kind of night for a stroll with someone you love, to just walk around town, enjoying each other’s company without the need of a conversation to keep each other engaged. What’s the term for that? Ah silence….
Chapter 1 — Dark as Wine In your presence, my posture changes. My shoulders are slightly rounded. I let my long black hair cover my face. My eyes tend downwards. It’s not deliberate. It’s the effect your presence has on me. This is not a game. You do not call me “slut, bitch, whore”. I…