Erotica - Page 287

"Come with me," Nina whispered in my ear at the end of the party. I'd been chatting with her earlier as she was so beautiful and I have something of an obsession with Indian girls, and she'd seemed really nice

Chapter Seven: The Common Street Whore Angel was right about the man. He had offered her and Emily drugs, but then expected rough sex. There were many times during their intercourse that Angel thought he was going to seriously hurt her

My stomach churns like a giddy schoolgirl. My knees are weak as I lead you to my room. I barely notice you slipping off your shoes as we walk. We enter my bedroom and my mind is a fog. You lean down and kiss me. “Just you” echoes in my head

Marie and her husband David were going through some hard times. It seems that everything that had once defined their relationship was gone. They simply weren’t attracted to each other in the way that they were back when they were first married

“Fuck! What have I done!” I groaned out my distress, seeing Sasha's car disappearing down the road from the upstairs bedroom window. “Me, and you were amazing last night,” Samantha teased as she stretched her almost nude lingerie clad body across her comfy queen-sized bed

This story gets into pretty intense non-consensual (apparently) blow jobs, gang bangs, anal sex, three male on one female sex, forced (apparently) female-female oral sex, spanking, electro-sex, forced orgasms, and punishment spankings

What can I say, but that I'm a 40 year old bi-sexual man, who was raised around money and now I make very good money being a business owner in finance. I'm an admitted arrogant, cocky individual who gets off on being a man, a dominant man

Chapter 1 I stood there stupidly, looking at Karly’s mother, Marsha. She was standing in the bedroom of my home, looking at me expectantly

It was a Wednesday night, and it was raining hard. Jack was hanging out at his place, cleaning up and enjoying a beer or two. There was a knock at the door. Jack opened to door, pleasantly surprised to find Lauren, his neighbor. "Hey, Jack

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART - 22 FANTASTIC FUCKING This was the time when my boy friend Ramesh (now my loving husband) was in final year and I was in my second year of college

CHAPTER FIVE: BOARD OF DIRECTORS MEETING “Ah, my favorite Accounts team.” My team consisting solely of me and the two Account Specialists I recruited from the 2nd floor were seated around the small conference table in my new office

ht and this is beyond how I imagined this moment, imagine a girl i knew to be innocent and ignorant has turned out to be a sex beast, we just came out of the bathroom and no one care wearing a cloth, not even an under garment, not after what we did and not for what we both know we are gonna do again

It all started when Josh was in high school. Her name was Erica Michaels, and she was the focus of his affection. She had long dark hair and hazel eyes that were always flirty. She was one of those athletic girls her had a tight, mature body

BUTTERED SALAMI Michelle isn’t in the habit of getting up early to make her lovers breakfast, as a matter of fact she expects them to take her out for breakfast. The few that were exceptionally good, who she wanted to spend more time with

I was thoroughly shocked by what I just witnessed. I was hoping to find my sisters essay on her laptop and wanted to copy some of her work so that I could pass in my assignment which was due the next day but instead I found a sex tape of my sister with her boyfriend, Alex

NOTE: If you have not read the Bree stories 1 thru 3, I would highly suggest you do so you can have a perspective of the past history of the people involved, the events that had lead up to each individual related chapter and how this lifestyle has evolved among these friends

[b]One night she won’t forget She was 5’3 with brown hair and brown eyes. She had a nice body for a young woman with size 48 double d’s. He was about 5’10 with brown hair and eyes. He was very athletic throughout his years

It started as far as I can remember as you and I meeting at a restaurant on the water, I believe it was the Southern Belle but am not positive

The only light left in the dead-silent room was the glare of the orange street light pouring in from the window. That light had always pissed him off. It was the only thing that could keep him awake at night; the only thing he could stare at for more than 30 minutes

Keith was waiting in the shadows. He had his back against a tree and was stroking his cock slowly through his trousers, feeling the long, hard bulge of it. He was waiting for someone