Fucklicking Stories

I followed them to the bedroom, the sound of her heels a rhythmic reminder of my submission. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to allow only slivers of sunlight to peek through. The scent of their perfumes mingled with the faint musk of desire, and my heart pounded in my chest like a drumline heralding the start of a battle. Pam lay back on the bed, her legs spread wide, a clear invitation for Jason to join her....

Eric gets up to refresh Tori's and my drinks at their tropical-themed get-together. “Mas Piñas Coladas?” “Did he just say, ‘penis coladas?’" giggles Tori, Eric’s devoted (and hot) wife, throwing me a wink. "Call them what you will," replies Eric breezily as he pours. On this warm summer day, I can't get enough of this milky beverage that he has made with freshly squeezed pineapple juice and some quality dark rum. As for t...