Playing With Fire - Sex Stories

Playing With Fire

... things. Excitement, jealousy, apprehension, love, desire, and insatiable, uncontrollable lust. How about you?" "It's probably good that I waited until now to spread my wings, as you might say. I was so ready for this. It didn't hurt that it was Steve, seeing how he is young, and hung like a stallion. When he first tried to put it in, I felt there was no chance it would fit. I couldn't believe my eyes, he was so fucking huge, but after several minutes, it was finally in, and I had the most intense orgasm of my life." "So you want him again? He's here another week. Would you wash my back?" I handed her the soap. "Of course I want him again, but... it breaks the rules. One and done, remember?" She scrubbed the washcloth on my shoulders. "Yeah, but I still owe you two, and have no clue where I'll find them." "At our last party, I saw how distraught Gary was after losing his wife last year. Vicky says he is not dating, and just moping around. After no women for a year, I think he might need to get back in the saddle." "Are you saying you want to give Gary a mercy fuck?" "Hmmm... maybe." To be continued.