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This is a story that happened to me, David last summer. My wife, Jan and I
were visiting relatives in the midwest. We were staying at my wife’s
stepbrother’s house on a small farm. It was very hot. Somewhere in the
90’s.
To cool off we went to the neighbors pool. Everyone went in for a swim. My
wife’s stepneice, …
Karen shivered in the cool breeze as she turned off the pathway and down
a shortcut
to her college. She was 19, a freshman and just beginning to come to
terms with sex.
Her parents had been strict Catholics and she hadn’t even started dating
till she was
seventeen. She was still a virgin, though she was determined to change…
Read More →My hubby and I were treating ourselves to dinner and a night at the Hilton in Sydney (Australia) back in the early 1980’s. It was my 23rd birthday and I had a little too much to drink and was feeling rather disinhibited and horny. At dinner, my hubby slipped his hands up my wet knickers, and teasingly caressed my clit …
Read More → My wife and I have been married for 4 years. Great
marriage, great sex, and great friends. However I have a
thing for watching her get fucked…the harder the better.
For the longest time I’ve been dropping hints about my
Interest, but I never really pushed the issue. I would talk
dirty to her in bed, and she would occasionally …
Brian: Good afternoon. I’m Brian Gumball.
Katie: And I’m Katie Cutetrick, broadcasting from
Athens, Greece, site of the 2004 sex Olympics.
Brian: Sex is just a demonstration sport this year,
but the International Sex Committee hope to have it
instated as a medal sport for 2008 in Beijing . NBC
Sports is broadcasting from the male female venue,
today. You …
I am 22 years old, 5’6″ tall, long straight black hair, and I
have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN.
Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park. This is
where my story takes place.
It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little
adventure was in order. I woke …
I first met Ms. Michaels when my roommate, Cindy, and I happened to
run into her walking across campus. My roommate stopped her and
introduced me.
“How do you do,” said Ms. Michaels. She looked friendly enough and
paid attention to me, but there was something that made me uneasy
about her.
That was the only time I saw her …
Read More → The summer was ending and Ken hadn’t been to a _DiSH_ social event since
the Memorial Day Picnic a few months ago. That day was one of the most
memorable events in his recent life. He had joined one of Amy’s risqué games
and had ended up with Jenna, the group’s sexpot (every college class, company
department, and social group …
Attention Dr. Kent Segumi,
Last month while exploring a dusty bookshop in Camden Town England I
discovered a very pecululair manuscript dated 1872.
The old man at the counter said he could offer no information on the
book. Since the condition was very poor, many pages missing, some pages
illegible due to water damage, and the leather cover cracked and …
Li’sar lay under the warm furs in the darkness, her body all scrunched up,
pondering what would happen to her. She was warm and surrounded by others, yet
she felt cold and alone.
Light suddenly entered the chamber, it was Master Balad, one of the slavers.
“Time to get up” he instructed. This would be the third day since she …
I woke with a jolt and a terrifying feeling I was about to fall from
the violently bucking rodeo horse in my dream. But, even now with my
eyes open, I wasn’t sure I was properly awake. I was still being
bounced vigorously in my seat and there was a cloud of dust all
around. It was a disorientating moment, …
Li’sar awoke and rubbed her eyes, as the memories of the previous day flooded
back. It was nice and warm under these furs. She felt the welts on her bottom,
as she recalled the previous night’s events.
She looked up to see Dalvid looking down at her. She had to admit, he was nice
and handsome. She pulled the furs …
Turning the girl’s face towards him, Olaf stared into her fear filled
eyes intently. It was quite remarkable – that he should come to own this
slave.
“I can’t believe it. You are a real person – someone with a life and a
past, who once was like me. But now you belong to me. You are mine. I own…
Jennifer Patterson was a sophomore at Ambrosia High. She was of
medium height with a curvy build and white-blond hair. Her mother had
been a Bulldog cheerleader and Jennifer had been raised believing that
there was no higher calling than to don the red, blue and white and
spend Friday nights encouraging the Bulldogs to slaughter their
opponents. It was …
She was dripping wet. Freshly washed and still wet from her bath, she walked
across the floor to him, her nude body colored reddish in the firelight.
Stopping three paces from him she waited for him to look up at her. When he
did, she grinned from ear to ear at him and wiggled so that water cascaded off
of …