Being 24 years, young black, with a nicely toned defined body, is what attracts most people to me, but in the end my friendliness and charnming personality that always win them over.and to me this is quite exciting, especially when having to dream about hot bodies. while getting laid with hot, young, handsome and sexy men is the icing on the cake. for this is exactly how i felt not to long ago. now as i sat reminiscing i have no idea where to start, or should i just write about my previous wild encounters. Nooo!! i should let you into this moment the one that have me sweating while my fingers are stroking the keys before me. I had befriended this guy who over the past few months became a very close buddy of mine, he is from dubai and loves to party. mind ... Read More»

He was early. She ushered him into the lounge room where he sat on a couch. She hated excessive earliness. It was a poor start to the evening. She was running late because of indecision. Eventually, she had shaved her pussy lips and left a tidy triangle at the top. She was lucky to have her bra on. The towel she'd wrapped tight around her was small. It was the one without shaving cream over it. Her cleavage was adventurous as the towel was tucked under its self, low over a breast. She'd been looking forward to the night, movies followed by who knows what. Hers was a good idea and she'd made the bed with crisp, clean linen in anticipation. She wondered what he had in mind. He was tall, she could see that, and his body was athletic- she hoped it was built for ... Read More»

I felt the breeze as I heard the heavy door open. At first I resisted and then the martingale choked me and I realized I had no choice. The concrete was rough on my knees as I crawled into the great outdoors. "How are the tits?" I whined sadly. It was all I could do. "I bet you would do just about anything to get those clips off." I nodded eagerly. Nothing happened and I could sense them all staring at me. I spread my knees a little further and tried to speak through the gag, "Pwee?" One of them chuckled, but still no one moved. Those things were hurting! "Pwee? Pwee? I boo amyfing!" "Did I give you permission to come in there?" I froze and then shook my head. "You came three ... Read More»

My sister Rosa and I were sitting in the backseat of a long black stretch limo on our way to the airport, on our way to Mexico for a little R & R. We were eating peeled grapes and strawberries dipped in dark chocolate and drinking champagne. And I was having my pussy eaten - courtesy of our benefactor, some rich good-looking Manhattan bad-boy playboy type we'd met in the casino just last night. My big sister Rosa - she's a little more than a year older than me - she lives in Philly and comes to visit me in Atlantic City at least once a month. We've had some wild times together, she and I - with more guys than either of us can remember. It started one night back in high school when I caught her making out with my boyfriend. He was my first real boyfriend. I ... Read More»

* Sitting absentmindedly stroking my shoulder length blond hair, I am sitting at my keyboard, staring blankly at my screen, as I have been since 9:00 this morning. My body is not in that bad shape for a woman my age, although I admit I could lose a few pounds. But my husband certainly appreciates my D-Cup breasts, which I admit have begun to sag a bit, and I know my ass isn't what it was when I was 19. I look at myself in the mirror, blushing instantly at what I see. I'm sitting here dressed in my "slut outfit" as she calls it. It consists of a 2 sizes too small white button down blouse, tied just under my boobs, and a short plaid catholic schoolgirl type skirt. Of course as prescribed, I'm wearing neither panties nor a bra. My hair is also done up in ... Read More»

She had planned our anniversary celebration for over two weeks. As I left for work that morning she gave me my anniversary card, telling me not to open it until I had arrived at work. Parking the car in my usual spot, I opened the card and stared transfixed at the image on the cover. She had obviously made the card herself, as on the cover was a picture of her, totally nude. 'Like What You See?' was printed under the picture. I opened the card, hoping to see more nude pictures of her, but inside was only a message, 'Today, our roles will be reversed, please come home at noon'. Puzzled, I walked into the office and after finding my supervisor, informed him that something had come up and I would need to leave at noon. My phone rang at approximately 11:30. ... Read More»

Back in college and shortly after, people coming and going became a common thing. At random times of the day/week/month, people would find their way to our apartment and just come and go. It was not uncommon for people who didn't live there to be in the living room when I came home from work, playing a video game on the TV or listening to the stereo. Kelly was one of the people who gravitated to our place over a year's time. Kelly lived upstairs for most of the time my roommate and I had lived in the apartment and was a lot of fun to hang around. One afternoon, she walked downstairs with a different look on her face and asked to talk to us. She had just finished her undergrad and was to start her masters in a few months up in Maine. Her roommate just graduated ... Read More»

living in a medium size city 30 years ago, it was necessary to stay into the closet. That way of live is really still the reason why I never outed myself, even after years living in different bigger cities and several countries. I had acquired a taste for transsexuals, considering them the best of two worlds. Never could resist the view of a beautiful girl knowing that there were a certain something between her legs. When I felt the urge inside me I cruised into the night looking for the zones were the TS used to hunt. I always made sure to pick up a girl when no other cars were around or giving the girl a sign to go around a corner to talk and let her into my car without being seen. So I continued my double life. Several times I saw the same girl ... Read More»

I stare in awe at the naked woman lying on the bed in front of me. Stretched out on her back and smiling, she motions for me to join her. I shake my head in disbelief at this amazing, dreamlike vision. Jane is a stunning blonde bombshell. Her immaculate skin is the color of bronze and it glistens under the dim light. The body on this incredible woman is mesmerizing, highlighted by huge, mountainous tits that stick straight up from her chest. I join her on the bed, straddling her chest while pressing my thighs hard against both sides of her upper body. Gazing down at her naked torso, I marvel at the beauty of this spectacular woman. I take her massive tits in my hands and squeeze. Staring directly into her big, bright, beautiful blue eyes, I slide my hard dick ... Read More»

Nat put down her knife and fork and pushed the plate away from her. She didn't suppose it would kill her. She looked around the table. Cleo was explaining some surgery technique and all of the others were giving her their un-divided attention. All except Pranoo. She was looking past Cleo and out over the Dallas skyline. At least it gave Nat the chance to look at her. She had an interesting face. Dark brown, almost black eyes. A nose a size too big for her face and a mouth that seemed a year in advance of the rest of her. She turned her head towards her and Nat hurriedly looked away. She'll be thinking I fancy her next. Nat thought. Nat picked p her disposable cup of what had jokingly been advertised as coffee and took another sip. She wished she ... Read More»

My name is Randy, my wife is Jill. This story is how we made our lives exciting and probably saved our marriage. We had been married almost 8 yrs now and our sex life was dull at best. Jill was not very open about sex and sometimes she even acted as if it were dirty and disgusting. When I tried to talk about it and give her ideas, to get her to open up a bit, she would get mad and accuse me of not loving her the way she was. One day she was shopping at the mall and she saw a young woman being followed be several young men. She noticed that every now and then, the girl would stop and bend over or raise a leg or stretch across something. When she did this it would expose the slit between her legs. My wife, being just a little naive, confronted the young lady ... Read More»

I'm not normally the type of girl who picks up a guy in a bar for a one-nighter. I know all girls say that, but I'm really not. Plus, haven't we all done some crazy things at one time or another? On this one night, it seemed like a few things happened all at the same time that made me do what I never would have done. The first thing was, I had just dumped the guy I had been dating (a whiner, a Debbie Downer with a dick) and I felt like getting out there and letting my hair down. So I banged on my neighbor Lissa's door and talked her into going out. A few drinks, a few dances, a few hot guys to flirt with? Lissa's always game for that, and I hadn't been going out much because of dating Negative Ned. We were ready to make some noise. So I dressed in tight jeans ... Read More»

"I wonder what we'll being painting tonight," Sharon said to her classmate, Hazel, as both they and five or six other women entered the studio of the adult art class at the local junior college, "I dunno," Hazel replied, "but I'm getting tired of all this still life crap, I hope for once we get to paint a portrait of somebody!!!" "Me too," Sharon replied quickly while taking her place behind her easel in the third row, "that's really the reason I took this course, I wanted to learn how to paint faces and stuff like that!!!" The room was filling up rapidly with would be artists, and while they were taking their seats, Gail Forest, the course instructor, was busy passing out the work that she had graded from last ... Read More»

The girls in the senior Home Economics class were milling around and talking as the bell to start the fifth period rang. "Okay, ladies, please take your seats," Mrs. Wells ordered, "and make it snappy because we have a lot of ground to cover today!" A few moments later when everyone was in their assigned seat the fortyish teacher offered, "That's better, now where were we in our last lesson?" Jenny quickly raised her hand and after being recognized by Mrs. Wells replied, "We were discussing first sexual experiences and how to handle them." "Very good, Jenny," Sally Wells replied with a nod of her head. "And why is it important to know what to expect during our first sexual encounter?" "So that both ... Read More»

The night had wound down, and Amy was on her way back home with one man in the front seat next to her - her husband - and another in the back - their friend Sam. Sam was drunk as a skunk - he'd been knocking back Jack and Cokes all night - and her husband was more than a bit buzzed as well, having had about a dozen beers, himself. Amy had been getting high all night on flattery and friskiness - her own and the others around her. She wasn't a 10 by any standards, but her long, brown hair - which fell to the middle of her back - and her D cup tits seemed to get enough attention. Her eyes were a greenish-blue and she had an impish smile. At 25, she was the youngest of the bunch that went out that night. She was also one of only a few women who turned up. And this ... Read More»