Erotica - Page 144

It had taken me hours to fall asleep after what I had seen that night. My mind was reeling, a swirling storm of emotions

Note: I am not the Author of this story. I recently read this much of the story on this website (XNXX) with less grammar etc. I searched the web for the rest of the story and will be uploading them part by part at some point during this week

My wife, Denise, and I were buzzed on alcohol and post-coitus. We were joking around and she'd asked me to tell her a fantasy of mine that she didn't know about

“Tonight,” I say with a promise sealed with a kiss on your lips before straightening to tuck my shirt into my slacks. Tonight, I’ll make up to you for last night. For getting home late and making you feel neglected. You pout and tug at my shirt, pulling it from my waistband

[Thanks for reading! Enjoy.] That was the halfway point. The most incredible device in the world only had five marks remaining. I knew from this point forward I would have to make sure that I did the most regrettable moments

Stacy giggled cutely as she was led through the house, the girl's tiptoeing up the stairs, “S-shh!” Willow whispered, giggling softly herself, squeezing her friend's hand as they inched towards her room

Dear Master, You should know that I have spent a good portion of every day the last two weeks just stewing in horniness wanting to jump your bones. I've been non stop turned on for 2 weeks straight

Chapter 5: Another Hot Christmas It was about a quarter past eleven when Bianca and Daniela finished watching their third episode of The Legend of Dalze. Daniela's parents had gone home a few hours earlier

FantasyOr Reality?

It was a chilly November evening. I walked down the sidewalk of the city streets at twilight, somewhat oblivious to what was going on around me. Frankly, I didn’t care what anyone else was doing. Hell, like there was anything to give a shit about. Life really sucked ass for me

She had really piqued his interest in matters sexual without saying a great deal that was too explicit to put any literal translation to, or to highlight what he might expect from this lady - lady being the operative word, he mused - or exactly what his preferences were

You knock on the door of the hotel room. I have been there for some time I open the door just enough for you to see my face. I smile and tell you to close your eyes. Obedient, you comply. I look at your pressed khaki pants and spotless polo shirt..

Jay and Amy part 3 So I guess walking into the house late, no phone calls, and wearing men’s basketball shorts isn't the right thing to do. A little info on my parents so you’ll understand more

Author's note: This story consists of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest. While this chapter doesn't contain this, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if this subject bothers/offends you

Hot Teen Cheerleader Slut Locker Room Gang-bang My high school sweetheart, Trish, was such a slut