I wait for him. Like this, knelt against his bed. He gave me the keys of his apartment long ago, he knew I would have needed them already. He had always been able to look inside myself way better than I do. He knew it’d come up to this. It’s already one hour I’m in […]
John slid the last piece of cloth down her leg and took it off. Now, Andrea was completely naked. The massage he had proposed to give her just an hour before, when they were together with their colleagues in a pub and she had complained about her feet hurting, had took a not-so-unexpected turn. He […]
She got home drunk again yesterday night. It’s normal, I mean, not that I mind it too much. She went out with her colleagues: I come back home drunk too sometimes, it just happens. She knew she had promised me some sex, though, after a week of forced abstinence. But now she lies on the […]
I’m still lying in our bed while I look at you from the door, standing in the bathroom in front of the mirror. You are dressing up for a business meeting and I can see you are almost ready. I know you always wear your dress last. Moreover it’s summer: you rarely wear panties in […]
I wake you up every single morning like this: I slide down between your legs, I lift them and I feast on your sex. In the beginning you are usually dry and closed, but your body reacts quickly. As you wake up, your lips open and juices begin pouring out from your pussy. I wait […]
Finally, he is home. Two weeks of business trip; two weeks waiting for him in my bedroom, consuming my fingers on my needy sex. Two weeks thinking about this very moment, when he’ll be finally inside me again. Two weeks imagining his strong hands gripping my hips and pushing me to the wall; imagining me […]
Everything had begun as the most innocent of games. There had always been some strange tension between Anne and her boss: unspoken things, casual touches that lasted a little too longer than they were supposed to, and those times she had caught him looking at her bosom or at her legs with lustful eyes. But […]
It’s a work of art, isn’t it? The way the sun filters through the lace leaving trails of lights and shadows; the way it illuminates and decorates my mound; the way it merges with the tiny strip I left unshaved – like an arrow pointing to my secret. And soon I’ll slide down those panties […]
It’s the way he touches me. His strong hands, his long fingers, his strong grip on my wrists, and that feeling of being utterly his. His woman, his muse, his whore. I don’t want to be anything else than his possession; I don’t want to be anywhere else than here, now. 0
“Will she notice it?” She wondered as she looked in the mirror, checking her perky nipples poking through the white fabric of the cotton singlet. “She will, for sure. Go for it!” Strangely enough, it was her husband encouraging her. Lori was going on a business trip with her team and she was looking forward […]