Fingering

This is Sheila’s version of our recent date. I think it’s hotter than my version. What do you think?

“I’m considering working from home….” “If you work from home, can I come fuck you?” “Um, yes?” “I’ll be there in half an hour.” “Okay.” So began our latest tryst. As I approached, she warned me that she had to…

As I licked the last bits of her pussy juice off my fingers, I started the car. We drove, in the rain. She touched herself, her fingers in the lacy white panties I had selected, as I drove. “It’s not…

You are wearing jeans. Button-fly. Underneath? Black cotton panties. I rub your pussy through your jeans. It’s hot – so hot I can feel the heat through the jeans. I unbutton just the top button of the jeans. No –…

This post finishes the tale begun, by text, here. And then, with drinks and some play here. And then, the group play began here…. “Let’s go downstairs and see what’s going on there,” I said. Jen looked momentarily puzzled. My…

Mara and Jen and I have a fuck-load of fun at Le Trapeze. And not just with the three of us.

“May I minister to your body a bit?” I asked. “Sure,” Jen said. She was wearing a soft, flowing skirt, and a tank top over a metallic, ornate bra. “How do you want me?” she asked. “Just lie on your…

This is part two of the tale I began here (oral at a sex party). She touched herself in the soft glow of the TV in the back of the cab. Could the cabbie see her, her hand sneaking into her…

You stood at the appointed spot, dressed as directed. I was consumed with other matters – couldn’t suitably appreciate your full, round breasts, your exquisite compliance with my requests. “I have some shit to resolve on my phone. Sit tight…

I had said the first thing I would want to do was to share a drink with you, to have a conversation, to get to know you. But I take it back. I don’t want to hear your (normal speaking)…