As a couple I guess you could say we have been together for a while now, and tonight, as we sit on the sofa watching some mindless TV show, I can feel the familiar spark between us. Your hand rests on my thigh, casual and comforting, but I can feel the heat radiating from your touch. I let my fingers dance up and down your inner thigh, feeling the soft fabric of your tracksuit bottoms against my skin. You shift slightly, and then I see the bulge that has developed in your crotch which is pressing against the fabric. So I let my fingers brush against it, accidentally , I make a small circle ar… 阅读更多内容

It was early evening and Tiff and I had just shared a couple of glasses of wine, and the intoxicating blend of the rich, red liquid and her soft perfume had left me utterly relaxed. She had her arm around me as we sat on my big, plush settee, her touch was sending delightful shivers down my spine. Then it happened, Tiff leaned in, her eyes sparkling with desire, and captured my lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Her lips were soft and insistent, and before I knew it, her hand was cupping my breast through my flimsy t-shirt, her fingers gently massaging my sensitive flesh. My nipples hardened al… 阅读更多内容

I felt your warm breath on my neck as you leaned in to whisper in my ear, "You know how much I love playing with these pretty little nipples of yours, don't you?" Your fingers deftly pinch and roll my nipples between them, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Fucking he'll Clive," I moan, my head falling back onto the pillow and my back arching up towards your touch "You know just how to fucking tease me." I hear you chuckle softly, your lips again brushing against my earlobe. "I do my best, love. I want to make you feel good, really fucking good " Your mouth descends again… 阅读更多内容

I ran my fingers through your hair, pulling you closer to me. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together in a rhythm that was all our own. I could feel the heat building between us, my heart racing in anticipation of what was to come. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this," I whispered in your ear, my breath hot against your skin. You looked up at me with a wicked grin, your hands already working fumbling at the buttons of my blouse. "Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea." With a flick of your wrists, my blouse was open, revealing my white bra. You traced your fi… 阅读更多内容

I had just woken Clive and it was clear that his body was still aching from the long nightshift. He glanced at his phone at Lyndas advice, a message from Penny still on the screen. She had been chatting with their mutual friend, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. He wanted to get to know her too, but he was too tired to join the conversation. Lynda, on the other hand, was feeling anything but tired. She had been talking to their friend for hours, their conversation taking a decidedly erotic turn. She felt her body respond, her heart racing and her breath quickening. She decided… 阅读更多内容

I strip down, letting my clothes fall to the floor, revealing my naked body to you, My curves are on full display, and I can see the desire in your eyes and I love the way you are playing with your erect cock as you take me in. I walk over to the bed, crawling onto it and positioning myself right above you. "Like what you see?" I ask, biting my lower lip I reach down and take your hard cock into my hand. I can feel your heart racing as I straddle you, guiding you to my wetness. "Fuck, Lynda," you groan, your hands instinctively reaching for my tits as I sink down onto you. This is my favorit… 阅读更多内容

The bedroom was bathed in a soft, warm glow, the kind that only a sultry summer night could provide. The air was thick with anticipation, and I, Lynda, was ready to play. Clive, lay sprawled on the bed, his eyes dark with desire. His cock, already hard, stood at attention, waiting for my touch. "You know what I want, don't you?" I teased, my voice low and husky. I traced a finger down his chest, feeling his muscles tense beneath my touch.I saw His cock twitching in response, and I couldn't help but smile. "But you're not going to get it. Not yet." I leaned down, my hair brushing against his… 阅读更多内容

I spotted you across the bar, your tanned skin and muscular frame a stark contrast to the usual dull lunch crowd. Your beard was well-kept, and your smile was even better. I was 55, you it turned out was 28,but age was just a number in that moment. I approached you, and we clicked immediately. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and before I knew it, I was inviting you back to my place. As we stepped into my house the tension was almost too much to bear, I could feel the heat radiating from your body, and I knew you could feel mine too. I turned to you, my voice low and sultry, "You know, I… 阅读更多内容

You're lying on your back, naked and spread out on the bed like a feast. Your legs are splayed open, giving me the perfect view of your glistening pussy. I can't help but stare, my mouth watering at the sight of your slick folds. I crawl up the bed between your smooth long legs, my hands brushing against your inner thighs as I make my way up to my goal, your pussy. "Fuck, Lynda," you moan, your hips bucking as I get closer. "I've been thinking about this all day." I smirk, my fingers trailing along your thighs, teasing you. "I know you have babe," I say, my voice low and husky. "But I want t… 阅读更多内容

Lynda lounged comfortably on her couch, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she chatted online with a man whose name she couldn't quite recall, didn't really care to be honest . She was wearing a loose t-shirt and leggings, her feet bare and her hair cascading down her shoulders in a messy bun her dress was very casual, the setting was her living room, and the conversation was definitely heating up. "What are you wearing?" he typed, his curiosity piqued. Lynda smirked to herself , her fingers hovering over the keys before she replied, "shall I she thought ? " Yeah why not " i am wearin… 阅读更多内容

I've been waiting all day for you to come home babe. The house was quiet without you, but I had a plan to make up for lost time. I heard the shower turn on, and I knew it was my cue. I slipped into my favorite matching bra, panties, and suspender set, the black lace hugging my curves just right. I slid my tan, fully fashioned seamed stockings up my legs, the silky nylon felt so smooth against my skin. I wanted to drive you wild, to make you forget about the long day you had had at work. I stretched out on the bed, my legs parted in anticipation , and began to tease myself ready for when you c… 阅读更多内容

I croseed the room and stood opposite you, my tan tights and open toe slingback shoes were causing a noticeable bulge in your jeans, which was of course my intention. I can see the excitement in your eyes as you take in the sight of my legs, your gaze was lingering on my feet, You've always had a thing for feet, and now I was absolutely determined to give you the full experience today, one that you had been anticipating for some time now. " Do you Like what you see Bob ?" I asked, a wicked smile playing on my lips. "You have no idea how much I do " you replied, your voice slightly broken wit… 阅读更多内容

I stood at the foot of the bed, i felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took in the sight that was there before me, our bedroom was bathed in a soft warm glow, the only light coming from the small lamp on the bedside table. I could feel that air inside was thick with anticipation and the heavy scent of your arousal.I saw you Clive, my husband laying before me, your body naked and glistening with sweat, your cock still half hard from your earlier masturbation your hand resting on your naked thigh. "You're so fucking hot," I whispered, my voice barely audible, I stepped closer to you and I co… 阅读更多内容

Laying on the bed the anticipation was almost too much to bear...... With a gentle touch, Clive parted the soft fur of my lips, exposing my swollen clitoris . He paused for a moment, savoring the sight of my pink flesh against the backdrop of dark curls. My pussy was a secret garden, and he the eager explorer, ready to devour every inch of me. His tongue, like a warm, wet velvet ribbon, traced the outline of my labia, eliciting a shiver that danced from my toes to the nape of my neck. I gasped as he delved deeper, his mouth opening to embrace the softness of my folds. The sensation was exquis… 阅读更多内容

Clive beckoned me closer with a crooked finger, his cock already standing proud and demanding my attention. I approached , my eyes never leaving his as I dropped to my knees on the carpet. With a tremble of excitement, I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his velvety shaft. He was hot, so hot that I could feel the pulse of his blood, the very essence of his masculine power, surging beneath my touch. I took him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head with a hunger that surprised even me, eager to taste the sweet nectar of his arousal. His gasp of pleasure was music to my ears, a… 阅读更多内容

In my experience, one of the main reasons that partners avoid cunnilingus is due to a perceived or even experienced poor taste. While it is true that women run the range from a pleasant neutral to a sour or uric taste, there are very easy steps to ensure that your partner will be tasting her sweetest. First and most obviously, a good vigorous shower will do much to neutralize the taste of your partner. In fact, oral sex in the shower, while not a favorite method of mine, has a completely neutral taste if you stick to the upper regions of your partner's sex. If your partner has not showered rec… 阅读更多内容

It never ceases to amaze me how little it can take to arouse a man, The slightest of touches , even just a light brush against him can provoke a reaction. A word or two whispered in his ear and before you know it there is a bulge in his trousers just begging to be released . Visual stimulation seems to be the way for a man although the written word can also stimulate him it would seem. An example of this would be my husband Clive , who was on Hamster earlier today generally browsing through the videos , I was watching him with some interest I cannot lie , occasionally his hand would go to… 阅读更多内容

The first half of this is written from my husband Clive perspective , or at least I have tried to, it is how he experienced this although it’s written in my words , the second part is full from my point of view then the last part Clive’s again. I apologise if the context gets confused but I have tried to get across both perspectives, so here goes : When you awake, you’re not sure how long it’s been since we had sex – maybe an hour or more, as many of the candles have burnt out and it’s now a lot darker. The room of the holiday-cabin seems to be filled with vague, flickering shapes of blackne… 阅读更多内容

The doorbell chimed loudly interrupting my thoughts from the end of month invoices that I'm working on. That’s going to be Joe I thought , so I quickly saved my work and headed to the front door to check. Occasionally when Clive has a night out , his drinking partner will stay over , saving on the taxi fare that night. The space we have is not large, but it’s comfortable and includes a bedroom, and a private bathroom. Clive has done this a couple of times in the last two or three months, and so far, it had worked out pretty well. I opened the door and smiled warmly at the man on the other si… 阅读更多内容

This is written from Clive’s perspective for a change , I will let you the reader decide how much is fact and how much is fiction : When you awaken, you’re not sure how long it’s been since we had sex – maybe an hour or more, as many of the candles have burnt out and it’s a lot darker. The room of the holiday- let seems to be filled with vague, flickering shapes of blackness. You sense a movement nearby and turn on your side to see me sitting at the edge of the bed where I’ve pulled back the thin, white cotton sheet that surrounds us. I’m motionless now and facing out into the room. You fol… 阅读更多内容