I’m sat in arrivals, at the airport, waiting for my lover, who I haven’t seen for thirteen months. He’s a soldier, and has been in Afghanistan, fighting the Taliban, with the coalition forces.

Also sat with me is my son Josh, from my first marriage, and in the double pram by my side, are the twins, a Boy and a Girl, that my lover gave me before he left.

For your benefit I think I’ll start my story, where it should begin, the first time I met him.

My name is Allison, and I am a twenty five year old divorcee. (more…)

“So, are we finally going to meet up?” I typed excitedly.

I had been chatting to this gorgeous woman online for over a year now and we got on really well. We seemed to be very similar in our likes and dislikes and both had developed a strong need to meet and take our relationship further.

“I think we finally are, yes” she typed back, “I’m so nervous, you will look after me won’t you?”

I could tell she was playing the innocent. She didn’t need looking after; in fact I was hoping she would take care of me. (more…)

I had been dating Itza since late in the spring semester of my sophomore year at university. We met when I was dating her roommate, but a series of very fortunate events changed those relationships. Itza was an unbelievably hot girl – a tall, dark olive-skinned Latina. She enjoyed working out, and had developed a remarkable body. Itza was 5′6″ and weighed only 115 pounds, but this was wound into lithe cords of muscle on her shoulders, back, and legs. For a girl who worked out, she had a nice rack – big, hard tits which sat high on her taut torso above well-defined abs. Yet, she was also very feminine, with long thick black hair, and a sexy smile. When she looked at you, you just felt the heat from her almost-black eyes. She liked to dress for effect, often wearing tight tops or shorts that showed off her body. Always responding to the attention of any guy, and often showing a temper, she was a difficult girl to date. (more…)

My name is Marie and as I pushed the drinks cart up the aisle, stopping to take orders, I had one hand on my lower back, trying to ease the tension that was knotted there. So far it had been a long flight due to our being short a flight attendant and no sleep the night before. I love my job, but not being able to sleep in my own bed was something I missed. These overnighters away from home played havoc on my body and all I thought of was sinking into a bubble bath when I got there while mindlessly filling the drink orders. Catching myself in my reverie I focused on who was in front of me. (more…)

“For those that haven”t read my submission Good Neighbours in a Lucky Summer and Vera asks for help with her fetishes – Part I, The plan comes together and a reward is received – Part II

this is a continuation but I think like the others it”s a stand alone story anyway.”

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*Vera”s Fantasy Part III- The plan works better than expected.*

V day, that is the name I had given to my plan, had finally arrived, I was fairly nervous, if my plan went wrong it could well backfire and my sessions with this insatiable sexy woman that seemed to have the ability to make my cock rise almost instantaneously even after having already cum three times might come to a premature termination, something I most definitely did not want happening. (more…)

The sound of panting grows stronger, mixing in with the duo’s grunts. The hands leave her shoulders and fingers dig deep into the meat of her sides, just above her hips. Violent, sporadic thrusts between gulps of air, tell her that the woman is near her climax.

A deep push and the dildo is buried completely again, this time held there. The woman’s hips rotating, pushing, rotating, humping, humping, humping. Obviously using the base of the toy to gain the crest and pass over it.

Her body freezes, shudders and shakes. Small mewing sounds with an occasional jerk reach her ears but otherwise only the panting and sucking of air remain of the recent exertion. (more…)

Tabby and Cliff arrived together at the parking lot as usual after lunch on the Saturday. This is where the young people of the area gathered to plan their evening activities. Soon Cliff was talking with his football buddies while Tabby stood by his side. They joked and talked about the big final to be played that day. It was then that Matt, one of the football team, suggested that they all go back to his place to watch it on television because his folks would be out.

After a quick discussion it was decided that would be a great idea. Tabby looked at Cliff, all afternoon watching football and her the only girl. He gave her a peck on the cheek and promised to take her to a cool club after the game if she would let him join his buddies. Reluctantly she agreed, explaining that she wasn”t coming along just to fetch the drinks and food for the others. (more…)

Joe sat in the corner of the club and watched the woman at the bar as he’d done for many nights now. She’d been in every night for over a week and had become a form of entertainment for him. It was his club and he made it his business to know his guests, especially ones as gorgeous as her.

She had made no attempts to hide her assets in the past and tonight was no different. She wore a tight, black skirt and boots up to her knees. They showed off a pair of great legs and nice ass. Her large breasts were practically spilling out of the red and black top that looked more like it belonged under something rather than over it. Her creamy skin was almost glowing under the club lights and her jet-black hair fell in waves around her head, with curls resting on her chest. (more…)

Tate sat at the kitchen table in Jessie’s small apartment and only half-listened to the conversation between her and Adam. It was spring, and had been many, many months since the night he and Adam had shared her bed. It was time to remedy that.

For months, Tate had dated a perfectly nice woman, but it just hadn’t worked out between them. Tate wrote it off as being old and set in his ways. Underneath, he knew differently. He knew the only person that could slake his lust was Jessie. Tonight he needed the sweet relief that came only when wrapped in the tight folds of her pussy. (more…)

Wayne and Jenny Reed moved silently from their hiding place in the large walk-in closet that separated Wayne’s office and the guest room. As Wayne pulled his sweat pants up, he watched his wife as she quietly grabbed a pair for herself from the closet and slid them up over her lingerie. Taking the jacket that Wayne held for her, she put it on as they both snuck out the door and eased their way down the back steps. The setting California sun had created a wonderful painting of reds, oranges and violet in the sky. (more…)