Lisa couldn't believe that Jack was standing before her, ludicrously tied up in ribbon and silk. The sight made her giggle. "Unwrap me," he said, grinning foolishly. She laughed, hesitating. Was he serious?
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Michelle walked into the spare room and swore under her breath
James had been playing his stupid computer game for two weeks. He'd become so engrossed in it that he'd barely spoken to her in the last three days. He didn't look up or acknowledge her as she approached the desk, he was so focused on blowing away digital bad guys, his hands and arms tense as he hammered the keys.
She thought about how his hand moved when he masturbated for her, relaxed and yet urgent. It had been too long since they'd made love and she felt neglected and horny.
She was determined to get his attention.
Sidling up to him, she kissed his earlobe and nuzzled his neck, sliding her arms around him. She loved the way his chest was so firm beneath her touch. He kept fit and she liked that. She moved her mouth to his ear and began to whisper in her best sexy voice.
"My pussy needs you, honey. It's wet and ready, waiting. I want you to slide your tongue into my cunt, baby, and lick me until I come."
"You're such a romantic!" Kirsty said, laughing.
Despite her protests, Rick had insisted on carrying her over the threshold, her satin wedding dress cascading around them. She was glad he'd done it, even if it was old fashioned and unnecessary.
The wedding had been a success. The small and intimate ceremony had been perfect, just as they'd planned. It didn't matter that her niece, Jemima, had lost her shoe just before the big moment; that just added to the charm of it all. And now they'd officially declared their love before family and friends and signed all the necessary paperwork.
The reception had also been a small affair, a few drinks and some very short speeches. Everyone had complimented Kirsty on her dress and how beautiful she'd looked.
But she'd barely paid attention. Her thoughts had been on Rick the whole time - and on the incessant throb in her cunt.
... Sonia smiled with anticipation. It was cold outside, but she was deliciously warm here in their own steamy inner sanctum. Paul's hands were lightly brushing against her buttocks. She kissed him, contentedly at first, and then with a growing passion, revelling in the softness of his lips, and the eagerness with which he responded. She lifted her leg, feeling his hard cock as it pressed against her opening pussy. She could feel the wetness starting, and knew that her juices were now making slick the shaft of his cock. She longed to feel his tongue there...
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His lips meet yours. There's urgency there that can't be denied. His fingers are plunged deep in your cunt, and your clit is throbbing in response."I'm going to fuck you," he says in a low voice and you can't wait to feel his cock slide into you...
Katie knew that Pete had bought her something big for her birthday but she hadn't expected… this.
"There, baby, what do you think?" he'd said, smiling slyly. "More interesting than flowers, wouldn't you say?"
She'd opened her eyes to discover he'd installed a sex swing in the corner of their back room. The black harness was fixed firmly to the ceiling by a hook and hung on a spring above a mattress. The back support and stirrups were made of a soft, inviting fabric.
After the initial shock, Katie began to think of the possibilities. Her pussy clenched in response. She'd always liked the idea of a sex swing. They seemed like the ultimate decadence, something owned by people who threw orgies and fucked each other three times a day. People who were passionate enough about sex to install major equipment and put holes in their ceiling......
Luscious, smooth, thick, thick cream. Dollops of it. Bowlfuls of it, oozing, running, flowing. A lusty indulgence, a sinful luxury in a non-fat, low-carb, asparatame-flavored world, a plethora of tasty sensuality poured out and consumed hungrily.
Even the word cream is lustrous. It lives quietly in the mouth, a breathy utterance that ends in a smile. It evokes the texture and taste and the gentle, velvety richness......
It's exactly how you wanted it.
The setting is perfect. The king size bed is voluptuously covered with real silk sheets. Candles provide a warm glow to the room, and the air is balmy against your skin.
You're wearing next to nothing. Long satin gloves clothe your arms. Your firm breasts are bare. More silk covers your legs; the white stockings end at your thighs, framing your open cunt. You feel inexorably gorgeous.
A well muscled male waiter, wearing nothing but a pair of tight shorts and a bow tie, brings in a glass of champagne. You take it like a queen, and sip, letting the bubbles tingle against your wet tongue.
"Bring them in," you command.
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Simone took several deep breaths of the cool night air with satisfaction. The stars were out, and the night was unusually warm. Crickets chirped conspiratorially, sharing their own secrets, oblivious to the human intruders in their midst.
Surprisingly for this time of year, they were alone at the campsite. It was just her and Gavin, both of them thrilled to have the place to themselves, surrounded by the towering trees of the forest, snug within the circle of light from the glowing fire.
They’d hiked several miles that day, bathed by a waterfall and shared a simple evening meal. They’d said few words all day, each comfortable in the other’s company and not fearful of silence.
Now Gavin emerged from the tent and spread his beloved and extremely scruffy “bear rug” on the ground by the fire. Grinning, he sat on it and patted the empty space beside him.
“Saved a spot for you.”
