I seem to be obsessed with the thought of his cock in my throat.
Gabby welcomes home boyfriend number three, Max, in this third and final erotic story from her polyamorous life. • Warning: Contains explicit language and graphic sexual pictures and references. Only for readers 18+.
Sometimes it’s nice when you can get away for a day. No kids. No schedules. No elliptical machine beckoning. Just a fancy hotel and a private soak in a hot steamy tub.
Daddy was sitting on the chair in the corner of his bedroom, naked and erect. I was lying on his bed, completely disrobed and excited.
It's the end of the school year and this year I am especially anxious to be done. My youngest has been having significant academic challenges at school and pretty heavy emotional challenges at home. I've been trying my best to be SuperMom and work through each issue diligently but every goddamn day I feel like I'm coming up short.
The wild flowers of all different colors were in full bloom, growing up through the lush green grass along the side of the trail. Every few minutes, Flori and Bean would stop to take it all in— the beautiful site, the fragrance of the flowers, and to share a sweet kiss.
The nights when we are apart, I think of you so often that it’s like you’re actually here next to me. I reach out to touch you in vain. Magic.
You entered my life in a moment of blue. Shared just enough for the words to be true. • Your life had taken an interesting turn — No kids, no marriage, no love, no burn.
Sarinah hopped out of the shower and checked her phone first thing. Water ran down her shoulders and back onto the towel wrapped tightly around her curvy naked figure.
Warning: Contains explicit language and graphic sexual references. Only for readers 18+.