“I’m sorry I was an asshole.” “It’s okay; I love you.” “Thank you for forgiving me; you’re the best wife!” “Not really. But I wouldn't say no if it would ease your conscience to provide me with dessert in bed.” “Dessert? You mean sex, not ice cream, right?” I laughed, rolling onto my back, letting my legs fall open. “Nailed it in one.” “Oh, I plan to nail you, but more than just once.” True to his word, I came several tim...

Sprawled on a towel near the muddy shallows of the passing river, I'm feeling the sun's rays slowly seeping through my skin, gently releasing tension from my back, neck, and ass. Like a lazy cat, I turn around to expose the rest of my skin to the sun and crickets' rhythmical noise. My pussy starts pulsating with pleasure. You are naked too, the specks of sand caged between the curls on the horizon of your chest. I can see...

On the sleek couch, Gretel stared at Monty eating his tiramisu, the cocoa powder dusting his pink lips. She had a sudden desire to lick the chocolate off her friend's mouth. Monty was flattered by her gaze. "Do you want some?" Yes, Gretel wanted some. He held out a morsel on his fork. She opened wide. He inserted. She swallowed. He eyed the mascarpone splotch on her cheek. She felt her warm cavern start to cream. Monty le...

The kitchen was through another short hallway, this one dotted with a few doors behind which there were all sorts of erotic noises we could hear. Moans, the sound of flesh hitting flesh, whimpers, and screams. Max’s hot body holding me to him and his eyes trailing over my tits was not helping me tamp down on my lust at all.  I gulped as we stepped out into a bright, modern kitchen with steel appliances and smooth marble c...

Trade Show Day 1 Living relatively close to Las Vegas, attending the annual trade show there is a simple drive across the desert. We wanted some time for ourselves, so we went a day early. Even Sundays in January, on the Las Vegas Strip, are crowded and packed with people from all around the world.  Through our MyVegas points - you can online slots where you can earn “gold” coins that can be used at MGM properties - we ha...

“Let me be your dessert,” she asked. as I looked into her sparkling eyes, “Taste me,” and my tongue tasked between quaking and parted thighs. Smiling as my tongue probed, explored savored the taste of dessert this day. “What do I taste like”, she implored. “As always, you are my Crème Brule” So very sweet but hard, her outer shell protecting all delights that lie beneath. Breaking through, shards sharp as hell but heaven...

You get home from a long day at work, tired and ready to see me. Walking in you can't help but inhale deeply, as you smell dinner cooking in the kitchen. Heading for the kitchen you hear me humming away and smile softly. "I'm home," you call out rounding the corner to see me. I'm dressed in a black nighty, skimpy and see through. My hair is done up and my make up is just enough to show off my best features. I spin around,...

Yesterday morning when I got out of bed, I checked my phone for any missed called or texts. Nothing. Not a word. I was excited when I then check my email and there he was. The Italian had sent me our next request for our second adventure. Since the first meeting, we have text, emailed and even spoke on the phone. He told me of how precious I was to him, of how he had never met someone like me as far as a lover was concern...

Edward and Elizabeth met at a nice restaurant. It was raining outside. The hostess greeted them making them aware that it would be a few minutes before a table was ready. She pointed out the coat checkroom and suggested they hang their wet coats and umbrellas there apologizing that there was no one taking coats. Elizabeth followed Edward to the coatroom and removed her coat.Edward smiled as he took in her navy suit, white...