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This took place about 1 month after she stayed with our friend for a week. (My previous post) We had just gotten our first place together. It was a tiny studio guest house that was like 300sqf if that. Literally just had room for a futon and the bathroom. Anyways, so one evening 2 of…
The house felt empty the second she left at 6:00 p.m. The Christmas tree lights blinked slowly in the corner. Amelia had paused in the doorway, white cashmere sweater clinging to her breasts, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. Black leather pants hugged her hips and ass, zipper glinting low on her waist. She…
Sometimes you get exactly what you ask for and it’s still nothing like you expected. We’d met through friends and had been together for almost two and a half years. It was my longest relationship by far but not quite hers. Having moved in together several months earlier I felt like an actual adult for…
First part: I definitely recommend you read that before you read this one. The day after I went back home (yes, that soon), she sneaked him into her place. She lives with some friends of her, which I had met before on my visits. Well, it would be hard to hide what’s happening if they…
The drive home was massively distracting and in hindsight, I hardly remember looking at the road. Every chance I had, I would look in the rear view mirror or turn around to watch them when I came to a stop light. For most of the drive, Allie was kneeling in the seat next to Cam.…
My previous series “A Date for my Princess” is a bit of a prequel to this but is not needed to read beforehand. Hope you enjoy! It had been almost a week since my wife’s first “date” with Cameron. Everything had been totally normal since but there was an electric sexual tension in the air…
This isn’t the first time it has happened. Definitely not the last. My GF went out last night in what can only be described as “why bother wearing anything”. Body stocking, no underwear, heels and a short jacket. She craves the attention of other guys. And craves a cock much bigger than mine. Walking out…
The Talk The days after Frank are a fever – shame and arousal mixing in my veins, memory playing on a loop in my head. Sometimes late at night, or alone in the bathroom, I stroke myself to the thought of Milly kneeling, of Frank’s hand in her hair, of her lips smeared with spit…