Erotica - Page 169

This story as a little more drama in it but the perfect amount of delicious smut. Enjoy (; ----- Holy fuck. HOLY FUCK. Kelly is wearing a tight black pencil skirt that hugs her ass perfectly and ends just an inch or two above her knees

This story is written to my e-friend to share my fantasy of sharing my wife with him. I received a call from you. You informed us that you were planning to come and spend a few days in Mumbai

She thought she heard something, and stopped walking. She was out for a hike through the jungle by herself. She had been here before, and hadn't thought it necessary to bring anyone else with her this morning

The agony in my ass was furious and all consuming, so my first tearful stop was the pharmacy. The pebble that screamed between my butt cheeks was now a dull constant ache that reached my finger tips

so often i remember the day you took me by the hand and pulled me over to the kitchen wall and how i should have taken you then and there . .

Pounding on the front door made an echo that lasted for minutes on end, but no one came to answer. “Am I at the right place?” I asked myself, checking the house number just one last time, before the door finally swung open. “Excellent. I’m-” My breath was gone

It was during times like these that she struggled with finding something to say

Since the first time I saw Bryan sitting in the corner intently studying his lap top screen my curiosity regarding him abounded

The next morning, Kevin awoke to some surprise head from Sandra, as her “thank you” for handling Kara with such care. The irony of Sandra deciding to suck him off after last night left him both extremely turned on and feeling guilty

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

E.G. Saunders took the thriller genre, blindfolded it, bent it over, and f*cked it hard. It's the same feeling his main character got when he was enticed—or was it threatened?—by a dominant, seemingly crazed beauty, into a story that will have you clutching your privates

Scott and I were ecstatic at the thought of a week alone with each other. We had to walk up to the hotel room, unpack, and meet back downstairs for dinner. Scott and I walked up to our room together, just talking about what we were going to do for the next week in forensics

Week End With Joy This happened many years ago but I do still remember most of the actual events. I was in the Navy, stationed aboard an aircraft carrier. We had just come out of a typhoon as we were headed home from a Viet Nam tour

Mo and I, I'm Luke, had just had a 3some with her best friend Jessie, the night before, and just now got done making love, the next day, after Jessie left. Mo, which is short for Maureen, is a vivacious 34 year old red head, who is one of the most sexual person you'll ever meet

Saturday morning, Billy duly turned up after our parents had left