Premise: Liz had always fantasized about being shared, as long as Jack was present and supervising that her boundaries were respected.
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“You may eat her out now,” she heard Jack say to his friend Rod.
Liz opened her eyes and looked at the two men standing in front of her.
Continue reading “Bound and edged”
The space in bed beside her is empty. He is not there.
Lying on her side, she caresses her naked breasts the way he would if he was there.
But it’s not enough.
Continue reading “Salacious fantasy”
He presses himself against her back, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
It startles her, his sudden touch. Continue reading “Seductive play”
He approaches her from behind and cups her breasts. Trailing his fingers over her t-shirt, he seeks out her hardened nipples while pressing his bulge into her ass. Continue reading “Cold pleasures”
The man whose tongue is licking her nipple is dressed and suspended above her nude body. He’s gentle and intuitive, coaxing the little berry to harden and spring to action.
First one, then the other.
Continue reading “Nipple licking”
He’s lying on his bed, distracted. He’s thinking about a picture of a woman in a tight nighty that was sent to his email inbox.
His wife turns over and looks at him. Maybe she sensed it, his distraction. Women have a way of knowing when men are wanton for sex.
Then again, men are always wanton for sex. Continue reading “Erotic alliance”
This is a sequel to Taste.
“Open your legs,” he told her. Continue reading “Torrid game”
She’s lying there, naked, with a fully dressed man straddled on top of her. He had just tied her arms to the headboard above the her head with silk scarves, not too tight, but leaving her unable to reach for him.
She longs to reach for him. To pull his head toward her to allow for a kiss.
Does he want to kiss me, she wonders while watching his face.
He in the meantime is checking the knots he secured on her wrists with the scarves. Then, he glides himself backwards until he straddles her knees, and looks at her. Continue reading “Silky bondage (part 2)”
This is a sequel to Emerging submission.
“Have you ever done this before?” She asks him with just a hint of trepidation.
“Yes,” he responds simply.
She wants to know more details, but isn’t sure how to ask.
They’re in the bedroom. She’s standing next to the bed and he’s rummaging in the bottom drawer of his dresser.
When he gets up and turns to face her, he has some long, silk scarves in his hands.
Continue reading “Silky bondage (part 1)”
For days she’s been anxiously awaiting the delivery truck. She was expecting a package and wanted to be home when it was delivered.
No one else should know about it.
Continue reading “Special delivery”