Author: yasgirlyas

Craving his dick [FM]

He walked in our bedroom tall, muscular and sweaty. He just finished a session at the gym and his muscles were glistening as he walked through the room. His scent lingered in the air after he passed through like some hypnotic aphrodisiac my body was defenseless against.

He walked straight into the bathroom. I closed my eyes and breathed in slow and deep through my nose. Capturing every last bit of his musk. My chest raising and falling, my right hand unwittingly touching my breast. I heard the shower start and I knew he was waiting for the water to heat up. Meanwhile, my mind wandered into that shower, pulling him in by the hand and putting his hands on my breast. Our mouths meeting my leg around him and his dick hard against my stomach.

I heard the shower door close and my eyes flashed open to the present. I realized my left hand was down my panties rubbing my clit. Damn, I was fully aroused. Just watching my husband walk past me sweaty and fresh from the gym made me crave his dick. Read more »

Masterbating [f] while my husband watched [m]

It was late and my kids were all in bed, sleeping hard. All the lights in the house were off. I was waiting for my husband to get in from his business trip.

I slipped into a black, lacy nighty and lit candles all around my room. I took a quick, sexy picture and sent it to my husband just as his plane would land. I knew he’d check it right away and be surprised to see a racy picture.

I had 20 minutes from landing until he was home. I sat down on our bed with my back against the headboard. My legs spread wide and bent so my feet were planted on the bed. I licked my fingers and pulled the hem of my nightly up a bit. I wasn’t wearing any panties.

Gently but purposely, I touched my clit and ran my fingers down to my pussy. I was already wet. I had been yearning for this all day. I slipped my two fingers into my pussy and then pulled them back to my clit. Read more »

Camping with a Mormon [FM]

It was the summer of 2009. I was camping with a large group but only sharing a tent with one other person. A man I happened to have fantasized about and longed to share a tent with.

The group we were camping with was very conservative mormons. Not the drinking, rowdy type. The type that prayed as a group before heading to bed (and before every meal it before hikes, etc while camping). So, we innocently tucked ourselves in at night and I played the church girl part very well. He WAS the church boy and there was no pretending with him.

We were laying in our sleeping bags whispering about the day we had. Just the thought of sleeping next to him made my panties wet. The thrill of sharing a tent with a sexy man with the no nonsense church goers all around us. Knowing I had done my innocent, doe eyed part to be trusted in a tent with this man made me feel naughty and horny as hell. They would grasp their pearls if they knew I had zipped our two sleeping bags together and our bodies were touching all night. Read more »