LP Steinbeck
Stories (63/0)
'May I Kiss Your Feet?' (Part Three)
The shy young man that had asked if I would let him kiss my feet only a short time ago had transformed once he had his mouth on them. His eyes remained locked with mine as I settled back after the orgasm he had brought out of me. He stroked his thumb deeply into the center part on the bottom of the foot he still held. That sensual fire coursed into my pussy again, and I let out a rough moan. Marcus lowered his head, eyes closed, and licked lavishly between the toes he'd already sucked, then took the next one in line and sucked. His tongue would flick and lick beyond the toe, up onto my foot. I panted and moaned.
By LP Steinbeck6 years ago in Filthy
'Good Girl'
She reads the words again, 'Good girl,' and the pleasurable feeling coursed through her like nectar. There is sweet sense of longing and curiosity, for when was the last time a man had called her such? She literally had no memory of it ever happening, but it made her want to be good, no matter that good meant dipping more than a toe in an ocean of naughty needs fulfilled.
By LP Steinbeck6 years ago in Filthy
"Real Love" Part One
Real Love "All I want is to give my love, all of it, to someone. I really want that perfect love life. I guess it took me a while to understand what it means when they say 'settling down'; and that it's beyond the sex or the gifts and compliments. I want someone that understands; someone that is a combination of old school and new school.
By LP Steinbeck6 years ago in Humans