Last Summer Part 2
by: [English Daddy]


A few days after me and Amber played “the game” as we called it :P we were around mine playing burnout revenge, damn faced paced game!
It got kinda late, so Amber decided she’d go home, it was raining and cold, so I said she could stay over here.
It’s not like we’ve never stayed over eachothers houses before, we’d done it a hundred times!
I left the room as she changed into her nighty. Even though Id seen it all before it was still polite not to look.
“OK I’m ready” she called.
I walked in, told her to close her eyes as I stripped down to my boxers.
I turned off the light and we climbed into bed, I only had a single bed so we had to cuddle up close or fall out :P
We snuggled up close.
“Goodnight” she wispered as she closed her eyes.
I smiled and kissed her nose, she giggled and pulled up the covers as we both drifted off.
During the night I awoke, The covers had fallen off the bed and I was cold, I bent down to pick them up just as Amber rolled over and her hand now lay on my stomach, suddenly the memories of “the game” came flooding back and a flurry of dirty thoughts came into my head.

Will he act upon those dirty thoughts?
Will he just please himself and let her sleep?
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Last Summer Part 2

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The Price of Temptation
By: [kinky cyber goddess]


John was alway gentle when he touched me, like I was a china doll that might break. Yet there was always that urgency to him, the energy that made him so attractive. He was so alive, so happy with his life of routines. I loved him, I knew that. It was one of the few things I had ever been certain of. He was so understanding, so forgiving of my habits. In bed he always satisfied me, or at least left me in a happy state of exhaustion. I never had to fake. Yet he was always, always so gentle. So different than all my past lovers. I had been attracted to them for numerous reasons, but with John it truly was because of his personality. He was fun. He had none of the brooding silences that often envaloped the other, none of the moodiness or depression. He was in love with life and in love with me.
And yet.
Though he always left me exhausted, and often even satisfied...I was never truly satisfied. He knew that I preferred it rougher, far rougher than he was willing to be. He didn't like the idea of bondage, or anything of the sort. He preferred the tried and true positions. He mentioned a few times that my taste in bed almost scared him. So we did it his way. Gentle.
He knew, he had to know, that I had had a fair share of past lovers. That none were so gentle and so routine in their lives. He was so tame, so straight and clean. I saw myself becoming tamer with him. And it was fine, I was still happy. Yet I missed the feeling of recklessness and randomness that was my past. I often felt trapped, closed in by the safety and overall dullness of what had become my life. John knew I was often restless in that way of life, but he wanted nothing to do with my past. He was as afraid of that as he was of my sexual taste I guess.
He had been gone for two months now, off to go visit his mother across the country. His entire family was in the surrounding states, so he wasn't coming back soon. He was determined to see all of them for some reason. So I had decided to take a vacation of my own, off to go visit one of my friends, an ex-lover of mine, Morgan. I think that John knew that Morgan and I had been more than just friends, he would be a fool to not have guessed it.

Is this visit to Morgan’s a mistake?
What will it lead to?
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The Price of Temptation

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First Time
by: [Caramela]
I would see him today, he was always on my mind. The smell of his cologne, the taste of his lips and the bulge in his pants that was oh so satisfying. Today was special, we started new things in bed; like last night I wore a nurse's outfit to bed and it drove him insanely crazy.
I checked myself in the mirror one last time, dark eye shadow, perfectly arched eyebrows, full red lips, perfect cleavage,a nice round rear and long legs to match I knew I had the perfect body to entice any man. Just when I was about to apply more lipstick I heard a knock at the door, He was finally here, my heart rate sped through the roof, I fixed my robe one last time and left from out of the bathroom. I walked to the door and let him in, god he was the sexiest man I had ever been with ; blue-green eyes,dirty blond hair with black tips, a rock hard body and very well endowed Ive always had a thing for white guys their just so sexual and desireable...how could I resist?
As he walked in he kicked the door closed and instantly put his hands on my waist and pulled me close to his body bringing his head down to kiss me. His tongue slipped inside my mouth, I couldnt help but suck on it lightly, he groaned inside of my mouth and moves his hands to my robe untying it letting it slip to the floor…

What might be under this robe?
What could she possibly be doing for the first time?
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First Time

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Affair
by: [Little Miss Leo]

They got drunk and kissed for the first time. It was a fumbling, inebriated kiss that was more teeth, tongue and saliva then anything else, and they swore that no one would ever know. They weren’t supposed to kiss, after all. Aries was lovingly attached to his partner. Dori was lovingly married. But either way, through the wrongness of their lips touching, a wonderful feeling oozed out to the tips of their fingers. Wrong it may be, but it felt right.
The second time they kissed, it wasn’t an accident. There was no liquor to blame the explorations of each others lips on. All there was to blame was heat and tight spaces, being pressed together like convicts so they don’t get caught in their sin. It’s like a game of hide and seek where the stakes are much higher then who will be ‘it’ next. They’re packed into corners in lip lock, welded together by the passion that they can’t feel for anyone else, and wouldn’t try.

How many more kisses will there be?
How far will these kisses take these two lovers?
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Affair

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