The air was fresh and cool next to the ocean. It was very late and I doubted our parents would be up--if they had been here, that is.For as long as I could remember, my family had left our mainland home every summer to stay at a cottage of sorts by the seaside for a month or so. We did all sorts of good things; fished, hiked, canoed, swam. Of course in England the water is always a little nippy, but we all got used to it fairly quickly.It was always good fun and time to bond, but a new element was added the year I turned fifteen--four years ago today.It was just me, my older brother Jeremy--Jem for short--our dog, Tyrell, and Mum and Dad who came to the cottage each year, and it was a large place.My favourite spot was the screened in porch. I slept there and read there and wrote in my journal in there. Usually it was my place, and Jem never fought for it with me. He was a good older brother, and I wasn’t bratty either.But one night that summer, about halfway through our stay, I f
His cock was right there pressed against my tummy, and I reached out to touch it. The skin pulled back easily and there was a bulbous head. Idly, my thumb circled the head and Jem gasped against my nipple.‘Again,’ he said, and so I did it again and again while he suckled like a starving man at my breasts.It was wet between my legs, in my panties. I shuffled a little on his lap, an unusual restless feeling coming over me.‘Jem,’ I breathed into his ear, ‘help.’He immediately stopped what he was doing, and my nipple came out of his mouth with a pop.‘What is it, Cassie? Are you sick again?’ Jem was truly concerned about me.‘No, no,’ I assured him. ‘Just--something odd is happening--down there.’Jem smiled. ‘You know what I think? I think if I wasn’t your brother, I would be putting this inside you right now.’ He held onto his cock to indicate what he was talking about, and then kissed my breast again. ‘And I’d put it in and out until we touched the stars.’Here he showed some of his
Kali was already home by the time I got to our downtown Ottawa apartment. She was in the shower, and I could see the steam drifting out from under the bathroom door and hear her singing something beautiful in Hindi. She had a gorgeous voice, the kind that would make you shiver and the hair on the back of your neck stand up. I was sweaty after hockey, so I stood in the hallway to get out of my dirty clothes and then snuck into the bathroom. We had a large glass shower stall with a bench inside. The glass was steamed, but I could still make out the shape of my sexy, slender yet voluptuous girlfriend, her long black hair loose, wet, and hanging down between her shapely buttocks. With practised vigilance, I quietly entered the stall and came up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, my breasts flattening against her back. Kali’s song abruptly stopped, but she sighed, relaxed, back into my embrace.‘Hi, Momma,’ she purred as my hand stroked up her soft, brown belly—past the belly-b
‘Mitch... ‘ Cindy giggled as I pulled her by the hand to the back door of my family’s house. The back porch light was on, and moths fluttered about it anxiously. We paused in front of the door, the fresh chill of the night air stirring around us. Cindy’s arms reached around my neck as she stood on tiptoe to kiss me, smiling and trying not to giggle. My arms encircled her waist and pulled her strongly into my body.‘Ah... ‘ Her giggles dissolved into a soft moan against my mouth as my tongue pushed past her lips and she felt me begin to harden against her stomach. ‘Mm.’ She responded with a dizzying amount of passion that left my head spinning, but we pulled away from one another anyhow.‘Shh,’ I warned her, with a teasing smile, putting a finger to her lips playfully. She smiled back in kind, pretending to nip at my finger, as I unlocked the back door.The light over the stove was on, as it always was at night, and we crept down the back stairs like smugglers, quiet.The door to my ro
Julia was the senior project manager at the company I was contracted to. She was about forty, 5'6" tall and about 8st. (112lbs). She wore her dark hair to collar length. She was also quite attractive. I on the other hand am nearing 50, 6'6" tall, short grey hair and weigh in at just about double that of Julia. My contract was some 200 miles from my home and so I stayed in a hotel during the week going home just at weekends. After finishing my day's work there's very little to do so I usually stay at my desk and surf the net. Often left alone in the office I occasionally check out the web's latest erotic stories. The day in question I'd just finished reading one of the day's new romantic stories (Its Better than Football - The Evening). My mobile phone rang, and as reception is very poor at my desk I walked to the kitchen area where reception was at its best. It was my pimp (Agent) on the line with various questions about extending my contact. Finally agreeing an increased rate I finis
'Why on earth would I want to change the cast? Seems ideal to me.' This brought yet another blush to Julia's pretty face.' Why are you blushing?' I asked, embarrassing her even more. 'You must know that you're extremely attractive and many other men would willingly take part in any erotic adventure with you in it'It seemed that Julia was not very good at receiving complements, her head went down and she refused to respond. Demur is the best description.'Would you like me to tell you how the story might unfold?' I asked.After a long pause Julia looked into my eyes and said 'Yes'.'Ok then. Don't forget that normally I'd be writing the story myself and would therefore put words into your mouth and manipulating your body to suit the story. As you're actually here I will use your input as we go along''I'll start by assuming that you did like the story you've just read. What did you like about it? Did you enjoy the build up or the sex scenes the most?''I think that the build up provid
. I moved my head from its deeply scented position in order to let the trousers fall to the floor. Julia showed no sign of objection so I returned my mouth to its favoured position. Having only the silky smoothness of her flimsy panties covering her sweet pussy I let my tongue loose. It licked all over the soft silk, occasionally straying to the even softer skin at its edges. For someone who, only moments ago had thought this to be disgusting Julia seemed to be deriving intense pleasure from my ministrations. An almost continuous murmur of please emanated from her mouth and she was holding my head pushing it against her pubic mound. My hands had continued their exploration now caressing the firm flesh below the silken panties. The trousers around Julia's ankles limited my mouths actions too much so again I paused, this time to remove completely the trousers and the dainty panties.With Julia now standing before me, naked below the waist. Her dark pubic hair was naturally sparse, just
I woke up suddenly from a vivid erotic dream that I couldn't remember at first. It was late Saturday morning, the sun was streaming in through my curtains and I was lying naked on the bed, cold. I had the makings of a full hangover too, my head spun as I reached over to pull the quilt around me."That's your own fault girl", I admonished myself, "That second bottle of red wine was defiantly not a good idea." I felt sticky and was about to get up and take a shower when I noticed Duke had deserted me too. My big dog wasn't curled up on his usual mat next to my bed. I could hear him padding about in the kitchen no doubt wanting to get outside. Thinking of him suddenly triggered my brain and the details of my dream started to slowly drift back to me. That's right, I thought uneasily, it was really erotic! In the dream I was watching a blue movie just as I had done late last night except I was the star of this one! The dream had started out as real facts, repeating what I had done last nigh