Latin Porn Spices

They were out of instant pudding mix. She shrugged her shoulders and
began walking out of the store. But a cute hunk of a checker
caught her eye at checkstand 4. She sauntered over, deftly snapping
up a pack of Juicy Fruits out of the rack along the way. She gingerly
placed the pack down on his conveyor belt and it inexorably rolled up
to his waist.

He looked up as she did and their eyes held each other just a little
too long, self-consciously. He smiled at her and she felt a little
embarassed. So she looked down and smiled, brushing the bangs out
of her eyes as she looked up again.

He turned his attention to the pack of Juicy Fruits. As he picked
it up and swiped it across the barcode reader, she could see his
rather muscular hand ever so gently squeezing the pack. She then
pretended the totals display was the center of her attention by looking
up at it, but she could care less how much the cost was. She could
feel him pretending not to watch her, and her cheeks flushed red with
that knowledge. As the numbers flashed on the display, she reached
into the back pocket of her tight-fitting jeans and pulled out her
coin purse. (more…)

A few months ago my wife of three months, Adelaide, and I were relaxing in bed
after having made love. Adelaide snuggled up next to me and whispered, “Honey
would you like to fuck my ass tonight?” I looked at her, eyes wide in amaze-
ment, and managed to mumble an affirmative response. My lovely bride rolled
on top of me and with a devilish grin began to French-kiss me.

We spent a few frenzied minutes in foreplay ending with my wife lying on her
stomach and me nibbling on her delicious asscheeks. When it was time,
Adelaide moved to the middle of the bed and slowly got up on her knees,
resting her head on a pillow and lifting her beautiful bottomin the air. I
was sitting on the edge of the bed spreading lubricant on my penis when I
heard my wife call my name. (more…)

You can hear me rummaging in the closet, doing who knows what, when you
hear me call out to you, “John, come here and see what I found!” You come
into the bedroom and find me sitting on the floor of the closet in front
of the hope chest, digging through its contents. “Look!” I say as I hold
up my high school cheerleader outfit. “Remember when I used to wear this?
I wonder if it still fits.”

“Oh yes, honey, I remember you in THAT! God, how I wanted to fuck you
then, but you were always with that football player, what’s his name,
Jack or Jock.”

“His name was Jake, and you were always off with Cheryl anyway. I
wanted you then too, only you never seemed interested. God! I used
to watch you sitting there in the bleachers, hoping you would look at
me and catch a glimpse of my panties as I jumped up and down doing my
cheers. My panties were always wet at those games, from wanting you
so much and wishing you would notice me. I would have done anything
to get you away from Cheryl and have you then!” (more…)

“Ohhhh, John, that was beautiful. So how’s your day now? Still
having a ‘bad day’?” I giggle.

“I’m having a wonderful day,” you murmur gently, a soft breathiness
coloring your voice.

“Wait till you see what kind of NIGHT you’re going to have!” I taunt,
giggling again.

“UH oh,” you smile in response.

“Oh dear!” I sigh. “I forgot. I brought home some work I have to
read before tomorrow. Why don’t I clean up this stuff from dinner,
and I’ll get started on that work. You could go relax, read the
paper, or take a shower or something. Sorry love, it’s just a few
hours of reading. I’ll make it up to you later if you are patient.”
You sigh as well, but smile when you detect the mischievous sparkle
in my eyes. “The nite is not yet over,” you think to yourself.

I begin to pick up my clothes in preparation to dress, and feel your
hand on my arm. “No honey, don’t put those back on. Go put on that
red and black thing, you know, the one with the black lace trim and
those little red ties down the front.” (more…)