Show your Lines

The last few weeks of classes have been extremely exhausting for me. But finally Cecile and I get a chance to be together. Sure there had been plenty of times when I wanted to fill her up more than anything. But too often I needed to keep my mind on my schoolwork rather than fucking the love of my life.

As I slid myself in and out of her wet sex I could only think about how hard the past few weeks had been, and how much I wanted her. I pushed deep into her again feeling the all too wonderful pleasures of sex. As I begin to pull myself out of her I could feel myself heading over the edge. My groan filled the room as my hot juice erupted from my hard cock filling her completely. “Oh god, ugghhhh, yesss!” As I came I ground my hips into her stimulating her clit as much as possible. Finally I stopped cumming and slowly withdrew from her. As I pulled out my juices escaped her wet pussy leaving a wet spot on the bed. We kissed passionately as I lay next to her, our hands caressing each other lovingly. (more…)

She undid the towel wrapped around her modest frame and placed on the hook next to her shower. Sliding the curtain aside, she gingerly dipped her right foot into the bathtub, and she was instantly greeted with the warmth of the water as it enveloped around her.

Letting out a long breath, she placed her left foot inside and nestled down into the bath. She could feel the intensity of heat as the water brushed up against her shivering body.

The weather outside was always unpredictable and today was no different. It was supposed to be warm outside, but instead she had worn so many layers of clothing to school she thought it was ridiculous. Why do those weathermen get paid if they can’t tell us what I have to wear? (more…)

It was with some frequency that James Hartman returned to his old stomping grounds in the ATL for job related responsibilities. Atlanta held many memories for James, good times, pleasant reflections and melancholy longings. It was a trip he always took with much anticipation because it presented itself with the hope of exploring his deepest, darkest, most perverted desires. James had a dark side that hadn’t had an outlet for quite some time. On this particular trip, wanting to step up the pace a little, he contacted an old girlfriend that knew of his proclivities and invited her out to dinner. Jessica was a sweet woman, not nearly as exacting in her ability to push James’ buttons as he preferred but her company was better than spending time alone in a hotel room. (more…)

I couldn’t wait to get home and be alone again – to scold and punish myself for being so naughty. Or maybe Melissa would do it for me. Grin. She frequently did.

I’d often confess little things to Melissa in my guilty girl voice and she would admonish me in a stern mature manner that made me melt.

“It made me feel… dirty.”

“But you liked that didn’t you?”

“Mm hmm.” I looked down at my ratty tennis shoes. Melissa was wearing an incredible dress that I could NEVER afford: Kimono-like, hand-made, very soft, predominantly butterscotch in color but elegantly accented with tiny green leaves and… mmm… so sexy. (more…)

Despite all the other changes in their lives, one thing was true for both of them: it had been a very long time since they had last seen each other. Long ago they had been lovers and friends, but things change, stuff happens, and they had moved on in different directions toward each one’s happiness. While there was no question that they thought of each other often, especially in quiet solitary moments of reflection during sensual masturbation that resulted in more intense pleasure and heightened orgasms, they had no expectation of seeing each other again. They knew the whereabouts of each other, but they also knew how different their lives had become, how impossible it was now to have any of the relationship they had once known together. (more…)

“This story picks up the characters and events of my story “Rick and Linda: Round Robin.” You’ll understand this one a lot better if you read that one first. There are also references to the “tenth date” in this story. That event is described in “Rick and Linda: The Beginning” but you don’t need to read that one to understand the other two.”

The phone rang and I let Linda pick it up on the kitchen extension. She was, after all, standing right next to the phone in the open refrigerator door. Her pants were off and her underwear was pooled around her ankles as she stood slightly bent with her bare bum pushed far into the frig. (more…)

Rouge. He had told her to use rouge.

“Apply it with a make up brush. Only cover the aureoles of your nipples, and remember to remove the piercings first.”

She stood, in front of the mirror, looking at her full heavy breasts with their nipples slightly puckered in anticipation. He favourite tale was “The Story of O”, and like her, she was going to prepare herself for the man who owned her, who commanded her, who was training her to please him and, therefore, to be pleased by his use of her. (more…)

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“This work is copyrighted to the author (C) 2006. Please don’t remove the author information or make any changes to this story. ”

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“All characters, people, relationships and situations in this story are absolutely sexual fiction. There has been no intention to make this story represent any actual situations or real persons or real relationships. It is written purely for your pleasure. If you do not enjoy such stories then leave now. If you do enjoy such stories, read on. Remember to always practice safe sex.” (more…)