Whisky Stories

I gazed in awe at the naked woman lying in front of me; she looked relaxed and content after a tough week at work. I had offered to continue pleasuring her, but she had said that she was really hungry, and besides that, we had all weekend together. I went downstairs to set out the table and finish the last bits of the dinner I had spent the afternoon preparing. A few minutes later, Kirsty came downstairs naked. I was also...

With my tongue, I began to explore Tracey’s pussy and her thighs. I felt I knew what to do, what she would like. We had been online friends for a while now and our steamy highly erotic chats via Lush Stories had given us both a release. It was as if my tongue knew where to go. I began with long slow licks along the length of Tracey’s pussy. When I felt her respond I stepped up the action. I parted her outer lips with my f...

You would think from the title, That my love is at an end, Facing a difficult situation, Honestly, that is just pretend. My love is like bourbon, Aged to perfection over time, High content making it bold and spicy, But still, distinctively smooth. The clean edge that the world sees, The fantastic flavour we hold, With a smoky barrel backbone, We are more ready now than ever. Pour it over a little ice, Watch it crack and f...