I have met different women throughout my life. Some were shy and tried to play modestly even when we were in bed. Others were more than open to exploring how far their sexual appetites could go, but even they had their own limits. I couldn’t blame them, but what I
Eric reached down to stroke Bella’s red hair. She had her head resting in his lap as they watched TV on their couch. It was a cozy, dreary night, with large drops of rain pelting the windows in the living room. It was one of those nights that just seemed
My wife, Clara, was always extremely sexually active. From the moment we met I thought that maybe it was even too much, that she wanted it too often and too many times, but it seemed like it was normal for her. I loved her and I wanted her to be
I knew I needed to be good for my Master. He took care of me, he told me what to do and I just needed to listen and do exactly as he said. I didn’t question it, knowing that it’s the way it’s supposed to be. I was a good
Though I had always fantasized about being used by not one, not two, not three, but four or five men at the same time, I never thought it was going to happen in real life until I met Dean. He was sexually adventurous, confident, and encouraging. We spoke about our
Anna never looked prettier than she did right now. Michael ran his hand along her cheek before bending down to kiss it sweetly. “Since it seems that someone wanted to cum so badly, you’re going to get exactly that,” he said, a menacing tone to his voice. Anna moaned pitifully
I cleared my throat a little louder. Why were men so oblivious sometimes? I twirled my straw around the bottom of the glass, the ice clinking against the side. How much commotion did a woman have to make to get some attention around here? Finally, he turned his head to look