"Tell me something. Have you ever fantasised about getting tag teamed by two blokes?"
"Yes," he responds quietly. Casually, I pull my pants down really slowly. My hard cock slaps back onto my stomach with a firm thwack.
"Let’s make it happen then, darling."
My partner walks into the bedroom and behind him, I see this beautiful brown-haired, blue-eyed woman. It was the bartender from the bar the other night! We'd spoken about the thought of exploring sexually within our relationship — he must have gone back to the bar to talk to her into this. I'm nervous, but excited to see what’s going to happen next...
I spot the vibrator on the nightstand and feel the moistening between my legs soak through to my panties at the thought of how I can use it. I place the lubricant on my hands and reach between his legs to spread them wide apart...
Be at the bar at 8pm. Order two drinks. Wear the balls.
I shiver as I read His text, imagining Sir's gruff and sensual voice. Just the thought of holding those heavy objects inside me creates an instant slick in my underwear...
Every day was the same, there was no rush or excitement, and sex with her boyfriend Dean was brief and unfulfilling. She had almost forgotten what those emotions felt like. That was until she noticed The Recruit...
"Careful," he says. "That candle is lit, my dear…you really don’t want to drop it."
You gulp, but return your focus to holding the candle in place.
“Good girl," he says and you smile. Those words would inspire you to walk into the flames of Hell if he asked...
I revel in her carnal moans as I probe her deeply with my tongue, face buried between two flawless cheeks. Those last words as she finally admits to herself how much she wants this and begs me to do it. Do her. When she, face buried in the pillows, finally begs me to take her ass...
