There she stood at those gates again, the thick fog hiding most of the ground from her view. The last time she had come to the house she was a child and swore never to return. There were a few things that had brought her back; for one she heard the master was dead. Secondly she was much stronger now and had a mind of her own. Tonight it was made up! She moved through the gate cringing as it made a loud squeak from lack of use.

My wife is an incurable flirt. She loves attention and knows how to get it. Rather than be upset by her teasing ways I have long accepted that I find it exciting. I do get a little jealous at times but the jealousy goes straight to my cock and we have enjoyed some amazing, fucking sessions when she has been a naughty teasing bitch.

Sweaty limbs moved as one. Harsh breaths filled the air. " Faster.." Such graceful, powerful motions. Such strength. Hands flexed and gripped. " Harder.." So much energy to use. So much heat, it was so hot. The body was warm and pliable. Moving where it was told. Flexing when needing to flex. Groaning. Pushing. Thrusting. " Harder! Push Deeper!..

She is so sexy. Everything about her makes my pulse race. She hits my brain and my cock with a ferocity I have never felt with anyone else. I love having her on my mind. It is special, and fills me with powerful emotions and thoughts. Her voice oozes with come-on, and her eyes sparkle with seductiveness. She is my wet witch. And the spell she casts is one of desire and womanhood.

I am currently married and have two kids. Although I have been straight all of my life, I do confess to occasionally fantasizing about having sex with a man. I have never done this but came close on two occasions, both times with the same guy, my roommate from college, Phil. Phil and I roomed together in college for close to four years and were very close as friends.

For the past ten years, my marriage had slowly been deteriorating. As my career had crumbled, my wifes had skyrocketed. It was amazing how quickly we grew apart. But, whether it was out of laziness or fear, we stayed together. Since my wifes career had gone forward, Id become more of a househusband, which meant being there for my now eighteen-year-old stepdaughter, Jodie.

Rachel Smith was the type of young woman that made a man take notice without any effort. And yet, she still put forth the effort. For years, Rachel had been the object of my fantasies. It was wrong, but just thinking about her made me so horny I had to find an alone spot to take care of the urge. If shed been older, perhaps it would have been more than a fantasy life. If she wasnt my neighbor and friends daughter I might have acted on her innate sexuality. But, as it had been, Id never been able to make a move.

My first year of college was a whirlwind of frat parties, alcohol, and lots and lots of sex. By my second year of college, I was focused mainly on the sexthe kinkier the better, the more the merrier. I was turning into a slut and loving every minute of it. I dont know when I first got the idea to sleep with one of my professors, but pretty soon I was thinking about it every day, trying to think who the lucky old fart would be who Id

Chapter : The Awakening Paul awoke at sundown and prepared for Bonnies awakening. He had carried her to his coffin the one he had shared with Mona and slept beside her. When Bonnie awakened, Paul carried her into the bathroom and set her on the toilette and waited for her to evacuate all things human. He nudged the chamber pot closer. She looked up and then began to vomit into the chamber pot. Her bowel cut-lose at the same time, and bloody fluids flowed from her vagina. She raised her head and opened her mouth, she could not speak.

Part The Lonely Beast Tears were streaming down Bonnies cheeks as she drove. She had arrived home early from her business trip to find Dave her husband screwing Diana her best friend in her bed. She could not face either of them, so she escaped without being seen. The only thing she did not know was what she would do now. Bonnie found herself driving canyon road, and a chill overcame her. She wanted to make David pay for what he had done to her.