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One night, when my wife was drunk she told me the following story. Later, she insisted that I had misunderstood and this was a story about one of her friends, but I still think it was about her.
At the time of this story, she lived with her parents in Tehran, Iran and went to high school there. One night …
Read More →Several years ago we lived in a Mobil home park and the next door neighbors were three guys going to the local collage. One of them seem to go out of his way to speak to me whenever he seen me and we soon became friends and then lovers. I spent 2-3 afternoons a week with him in my bed. …
Read More →We have been swinging for quite a while and we both enjoy it immensely. One thing that detracts a little from the fun we have with others are condoms. My wife says they make a cock feel smoother, giving her less sensation. Although we tried ribbed and studded condoms they were not as good as the real thing in her …
Read More →I came home from work to find my flatmate already busy in her bedroom. As we have no secrets and we don’t close doors I noticed she had a new man on top of her. I went to my room and undressed and visited the toilet and gave myself a good wash, I hoped that whoever was with her may …
Read More →Fantasies are meant to be exactly that… a fantasy! By sheer definition, they are unlikely to ever come true as they often possess the most outrageous series of events. This is one that remains firmly ensconced in mind; destined to remain a mere fantasy… for now!
“That’s the door. I hope you’re ready for bed sweety,” called Ian, as he …
Read More →It was mid December in Wyoming, 1970 something, and a friend and I were out cruising main. It was snowing hard, with visibility about 2 blocks. We had just picked up some beer and talking about going to the Hot Pool, about 45 minutes away on a decent night, when we spotted them. It was the shortest 2 girls from …
Read More →A few weeks ago my wife Ellen and I went on a holiday to the Nth Coast of NSW, Australia. Whilst we were staying at Port MacQuarie, we decided to go on a canoe day trip up the river. We arrived at the jetty about 7am to find another 7 people already getting their gear ready. There were a couple …
Read More →After dinner Amy went to her room and finally had time to think about what had happened during the day. She was not depressed at all, she actually was excited that she didn’t feel so lost and alone. Even with the few friends she had, she always felt there was something missing.
She had asked one of her friends about …
Read More →Amy had just started her junior year in High School. Although most people thought she was pretty or cute, she was so shy that she hardly had friends and hadn’t really gone on dates that were one on one; they were usually with a few kids together.
As the school year started Amy was in gym class with both juniors …
Read More →I’d moved into my house about two months ago. Just at the end of winter. I worked from home, worked out at home and looked forward to being able to get some sun out on my deck. It was a nice change from living in an apartment in the city. The house wasn’t huge, but it was tucked down the …
Read More →Genie and I were both 18 years old. We’d had several dates already,
and there was plenty of chemistry between us. But although we both
worked, we both still lived with our parents. We had made out a lot,
but hadn’t gone all the way. We wanted to, but the timing had always
been wrong, and we had no real …
Hilda was a terrific lay, an older woman with sexual desires long suppressed from having loving, but unadventurous partners. I still enjoyed the flirtatious attention of a few other women where I worked, what can I say, I love women and think the world would be a better place with more of them.
Denise was a pretty red head who …
Read More →Both women were rather giggly as Kim opened the bottle of Merlot. They’d already had three glasses each at the restaurant, and were both eager to add to the buzz now that they were back at Shannon’s house. Getting drunk over a Wednesday lunch was not something they did, ever, but today they’d each agreed it would be best if …
Read More →The breeze that came in from the Atlantic ocean did not do much to quell the baking sun on the beach of Marabogo. The small island was located approximately one hundred miles from the coast of Namibia, Africa.
John Morton and Henry Larsen sat on the beach in their sunbathing chairs looking at all the skimpily clad women and ripped …
Read More →Amy was getting her ass fucked. Hard. She buried her head in her pillow and muffled a scream. She wished it didn’t feel this good. She wanted to hate it. She wanted to despise every part of sex that night. Because she despised the man who was doing it to her. But she had become a slut and developed a …
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