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“You want to watch me?” she asks, knowing full well that I do.
She’s trying and failing to suppress that sly little grin that
makes my mouth go dry with need.
“Of course,” I say, trying not to show my eagerness like some
kind of perv. “I was wondering when you were going to try it out.
That is, if …
I woke up at five-twenty on a Tuesday morning and found
myself seated next to Vivian on the first bus into the city. In my
morning stupor, I managed to deduce that she must have been able to
coax me out of my well-deserved post-finals slumber enough to get
me out of bed and dressed. Actually, I noticed, I was …
Beneath the shade of a weeping willow, there is space enough to allow the
imagination to flow faster than the lazy clouds trailing their way across the
blue summer sky. There Teresa laid out a chequered table cloth just beyond the
trailing fronds of the tree where the grass was less damp. It was far enough
from the bank of …
As I lay cradled in Ryan’s arms on the bathroom floor, the reality, the sheer
perversity of the whole thing didn’t hit home really. What managed to
penetrate the pleasure induced haze that inhabited my brain was the amazing
sense of power that I derived from controlling the situation. It was better
than drugs or alcohol by far. Of course, …
The summer before I started my senior year of high school I took a job as a
baby-sitter for the Simmons Family. Mr. Simmons was my eighth grade history
teacher. All my girl friends were jealous. Most of the girls in his class had
a crush on him and dreamed of having sex with him, myself included. “Anna, you bitch! …
I’m a 30 year old executive happily married to my wife Kate. She is 27
years old, a brunette with hair just which reaches her shoulders, 5″7
tall, very slim and sexy. Her bra size is C. She’s a pre-school teacher
and we have been married for nearly 6 years. We are very happily married.
My boss, who is about …
Read More →If, for some reason, you feel offended by
sexual stories, then I don’t know why you have opened
this one. Maybe to be offended, so you can complain
about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like
this. If that’s the case, my advice is to seek
professional help. You need it. The following story is
posted for the …
My name is Barney and I’m 28-years-old. This story is
about a wild experience I had at the Driftwood Bar in my
hometown about three months ago. And yes the pictures are
real, a guy who just about lives in the bar happens
to have a digital camera and is so used to what happens
there that he’s always prepared.…
My name is Rene and I was born in France, moving to the
US when I was very young. I went to school and became a
beautician. I married a man who divorced me after a few
years. I have a strong sex drive and love sex anyway I
can get it. I guess that is what happened to our…
This is a true happening… I am a Puerto Rican and black
mixed female. I have a lover who is ethnic Chinese. We
were at one time to the point of breakup because of
outside negative influences. He invited me to his
apartment one night to talk…
My lover and I had been seeing each other for more than a…
Read More →“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked quietly from the
dark leather chair where she was seated. She’d been
sitting silently, relaxed, just watching him for some
time before she finally spoke.
He sat safely behind his oversized desk and looked at
her. Petite. Long blonde hair. Her legs tucked under
herself. She possessed the most kissable lips that …
She was hoping he would notice, was afraid he would.
She looked down at the tips of her nipples clearly
protruding through her tight silk shirt, noting the
round circles pushing out of the fabric that fairly
shouted “PIERCING”.
“Good girls don’t get their nipples pierced,” she said
out loud. To herself she thought, “Since when have I
been a …
Allison was a pretty girl, a young newlywed enjoying
herself at my party with her uncouth husband. I had
hired her as a receptionist just two months before. She
was a natural: a woman with a pleasant phone voice, a
good personality that worked well with others and who
was always bright and cheerful.
Sure, she was just a tad …
Read More →I had owned and operated my little bed and breakfast,
“The Spanish Bull” on the coast of Lake Erie for 5
years. People of every size, shape, color and
persuasion have passed through my door. There was one
women however that I will never ever forget.
The season was summer and the weather had been pretty
good but they were …
Monday evening I’m setting in my hotel room watching some skin
flick on the tube and gently stroking my hard on. I always take
baby oil with me on these trips so I can sit and play with myself
for a good long time before I come. At home it feels so rushed.
Wouldn’t you know it someone knocks on …