Rope at the top of the Stairsby John YoungThe cups of my basque had been pushed down when he bent me over the table and my nipples were pinched between the stiff lacy fabric and the cool, grainy oak. My...

Stormy Night

"A storm at sea leads to a night of passion."

We’d decided to take a cruise for our winter holiday, and booked one that took us to some nice warm parts, and far away from the tedious cold and dull British winter. On our fourth night the seas were rougher...

Please do not copy this story onto other websites or for any other uses without the permission of the publisher, Enjoy.It was a hot summers day, I could feel the sweat dripping down my face onto my ample breasts. Laying down on...

The Beer Cellar/Pool Table Romp Pt2

"and it keeps happening"

So, having had our speedy encounter in the beer cellar, Jo and I made our back into the bar, still redressing our clothes. Jo headed straight into the pool room, just off the bar."Drink?" I said as I pulled two...