She reappeared before Gill and myself with an enormous vibrator. She pulled a chair up close to us, pulled her flimsy G string to one side, and pushe... the vibrator into her wet pussy as far as it would go. Meanwhile, Gill was kneeling on the chair with her pussy over my cock. She gently eased herself down onto my erection and slowly began to slide up and down. I had nurtured that erection for over an hour now-I couldn’t hold back anymore, so I gave in to waves of pleasure that I have never. So there I am, waiting for Mike, when a knock at the door, he is here!! I answer, he walks in we hug tightly, and he kisses me softly on the lips, I am almost shaking with excitement, Mike sits down on the couch I make us a drink, and then another, we are both nervous, so the drink is a big help, as I finish my second drink, I walk over to Mike, and straddle him grab both sides of his face and begin kissing him, his hands on my hips as soon I start grinding on him, as I feel his cock through. You, the budding erotica writer or household name among this site’s community. Knowing what you write is very important - it helps you understand your priorities as a writer, and will help you get better as you learn your strengths and weaknesses. Get out a notepad and get ready to take notes on the most interesting character you’ve ever come up with - yourself.Long or Short?As sick as I am of hearing every story describe the male protagonist’s penis in vivid detail somewhere in the first three. Sharon, of course, was about ten times hotter and hornier than when she began. "I got to get that dildo into my cave," she moaned, "or I'm going to be in a lot of trouble." What she meant by trouble was that she wouldn't be able to rest until she got over the orgasm hill. "Jesus," she grumbled on her way to her bedroom, "I sure do hope that machine can do the job on me."She plugged the plastic and metal phallus into the bedroom wall outlet. She tried it out while she was standing. The tubular.