Pussy

The faint sound of buzzing filled Stephanie’s ears. She swatted near her head, eyes still closed. She didn’t want to wake from the wonderful dream she was just having with a man named Alejandro.

I was fed up of my life due to a busy lifestyle and almost no time for relaxation.

Rushing around the house, we were making sure everything was locked and we had all the things we needed for the weekend.

I walked out of the elevator and I walked straight pass his secretary. I smile and nod and she nods back. Mr. Edwards was a regular of mine. We would usually meet at a hotel but on rare occasions such as these we meet at his office.

She climbed onto my lap moving her petit waist rubbing her ass on my semi erect cock. As she danced my eyes looked at her closely, at her every move.

I love my wife I really do. I would do anything for me wife but a man has needs doesn’t he? Isn’t a wife supposed to take care of her man? We both worked extremely long hours and it seemed as though we were never in the same room together unless we were asleep.

I had always been shy. I would always wait for someone to talk to me no matter how much I really wanted to talk to them. My ex always spoke about us having a threesome but it never worked out. We split up but I was still curious.

I look through the window and I see the island that we just left. The light turned on indicating that it was ok for us to unbuckle our seatbelts. We were one our way to Vegas. I was on a private jet with fifteen, horny men who were ready to have a weekend of fun.

I looked out the balcony. The view was gorgeous. It looked over the city and even though it was very early in the morning there were still a few cars on the road. The breeze blew and I shivered I wrapped my arms around my body.

As a woman you would hope that the person who did the most romantic thing for you would be your boyfriend or better yet your husband, right? Wrong! The clients of escorts have put many husbands to shame over the past few years that I have been working with the escorts company, and tonight was no different.

He moved with the swiftness of a cheetah. He grabbed hold of my arm and I squealed in pleasure. He pulled me close to his chiselled body. I could feel his stiff cock burying itself in the small of my back. He slid his cock between my legs as he bent me over.

Anne had just come home from her retirement party, Anne was neat and organised, she worked as a civil servant for a home counties Government department.

My flat mate Hayley and I had decided that we wanted to experience a foursome but trying to hook our boyfriends in was proving rather difficult, so we decided it would be fun to set up some strangers and besides we were getting bored with our guys.

Damn, blast fucking car, heap of shit it's broken down again this time I'm stuck on a lonely country road with no fucking phone signal. Thank god there is at least a house in the distance.

Sinead had led a very quiet and sheltered life in rural Ireland; she had been educated through the local convent system and regularly attended mass alongside her family in the usual pew.

It was a warm September afternoon in a North London Uni library and all the students were flocking in ready to start a new academic year.

This has to be the weirdest but most erotic dinner party I have attended. I was invited out by a group of clients who had received healthy returns on investments recommended by myself.

Leta is a West Indian girl who was introduced to me by an artist friend who used her as a muse for one particular reason. She had the most fantastic butt, she was known locally as the 'Bubble Butt of Stanstead'.

I recently found out my girlfriend was having an affair, the usual of not enough attention, sneaky text messages and late nights at the office.

I call my slave 'fuck' as she has no need for a name, she is just my toy to be used and abused as I see fit and I like to use her for experiments of pleasure. This was my latest trick and I couldn't wait to get started.

You belong to me. I'm sure those men in there would have thoroughly enjoyed you. However, you are not theirs to enjoy without my expressed permission.