Sarah was on top of the world. She looked at herself in the mirrored wall of the elevator as it rode her to her level and she liked what she could see. At 27 she was being tipped to be one of the best litigators in the Bay area and was truly liked by all the people she worked with. She remembered Selene's comments about being able to be tough but not give anyone the chance to think her a bitch. 'Never ride the people on the way up, they will be there waiting for your fall from grace with glee, show them sweetness and honesty and they will love you'. As she dwelled on Selene the elevator stopped and churned her out on the 27th floor. As she went past reception she smiled at Becki who handed her some fax with urgent written on whilst she answered the phone. ... Read More»

On Saturday morning I awoke with a raging hard-on. I wasn't surprised given the fantastic sex Sue Ellen and I had enjoyed the previous evening in the darkness of the neighborhood park. As I contemplated my erection I wondered where Sue Ellen had learned to suck a cock so well. Her mouth was virtually indistinguishable from her pussy and they were both first-rate. I decided I'd have to ask her how she acquired such oral skills. In the meantime, my hard-on showed no signs of diminishing so, in the shower, I lathered up and enthusiastically washed my very hard cock while I relived last evening's events. In short order I spurted a substantial load of cum into the shower. Feeling refreshed, I went about my Saturday's activities and spent a long, sweaty day ... Read More»

It's amazing what a little anonymity can stir up. I like to think everyone has one of those moments we excuse as college experimenting. Most of them don't actually happen during college, but we all have one. Don't we? Mine was on vacation in Las Vegas. Could there ever be a more fitting place to say farewell to an inhibition? Or three? Brad and I had only been married two years and recently graduated from the newlywed syndrome. We still had sex. A lot. But it wasn't like it used to be. You know how it is. Always touching, looking for any excuse to go at it like rabbits. Five times a day and it wasn't enough. These days, five times a week was the norm. The IRS kindly afforded us a big return so we decided to splurge. We were doing okay at a time when the ... Read More»

You are kneeling naked in a wood. A slight breeze cools your exposed breasts. You are holding your hands behind your back. You are looking at a patch of wild grass and an old fallen tree. Sunlight dapples the scene. In other circumstances this would be a perfect place for a picnic, but these ideas seem a long way away now. An hour ago your boyfriend led you here blindfolded. You have no idea where you are, where he has left you, left you kneeling on damp earth, naked. After removing the blindfold he instructed you to wait. He instructed you to sit on your heels and arch your back so that your torso is leans forward and your head is back up so that your tits (as he calls them) hang out in front of you, 'available' to any viewer. You wait as instructed. You ... Read More»

She was so excited to be invited to it. When she called her Dad and told him about the conference she was beside herself with excitement. It was a 5 day affair out of state for incoming Freshman who had been part of their schools student governments. Diane had been council president for her last 3 years and met the requirements easily. Since she was under 21 she was required to have a parent attend and with her mother having died 7 years earlier it meant that her Dad would have to take her. She thought that would be great to have him there as he was a really great looking old guy (all of 45.) and would enjoy spending the time with her as he always did seem to spoil her. Her Dad, Ken, thought it was a great event to attend and told her to set up ... Read More»

I'm 19, 5ft 10 and 112 pounds, white South African, Dutch decent, my parents moved us to the U.S. when I was three. I work part time in a shop and I am an aspiring model. I have an agent for booking modeling jobs and so far I have worked with 5 photographers and done shoots for local stores and shows but nothing really special, this is the story of my first ‘unofficial' assignment. The last ‘official' shoot I did was for a motorcycle magazine, a couple of weeks later that photographer phoned me and said he had a private commission so no need to tell my agent. A client was interested in me doing some work, "he wants nude shots, I know you say no nudes but he'll pay double for a test shoot, if that's okay and he'll pay double again for a full set." I told him ... Read More»

We have just come back from a holiday in Gran Canaria. I am Jack and my wife is Carol. We are both fifty and decided to celebrate by having a winter sun holiday. I had read up about the Maspalomas Dunes and fancied doing a bit of naked sunbathing. Carol told me she would only go topless. We arrived at our hotel, staying half board. The next day we headed to the dunes. We had a good walk around the area the naked sunbathers use and found a spot on top of a small dune, Carol felt comfortable with. We laid out our towels and I stripped off and laid down watching Carol pull her long t shirt off and release her 36 inch tits and rub suntan oil over them. My prick started to swell. I told her to rub some oil on my prick but she told me others could see so I had to do it ... Read More»

John was coming to stay in Manchester overnight and had advertised for a submissive girl to meet him at his hotel for the evening. His profile really interested me as it ticked a lot of my boxes. He was assertive, his picture looked good – although I couldn't see his face – and he had a number of positive messages in his guest book that lead me to believe he was reliable and not a timewaster. John was also around 20 years older than me and I am a sucker – literally - for the more mature gentleman. Online we'd discussed our likes and dislikes and decided on a little bit of role play. I was to be a rather slutty girl applying for the job of John's PA. We were meeting for my "interview and assessment". John had even emailed me a formal letter outlining the nature ... Read More»

Boys, boys, boys. First off, let me tell you that I have a butt plug shoved so deep in my little tranny pussy right now. That might help to explain how depraved I might sound. I really need some cock in my ass right now! I am sitting here stroking my tiny little tranny clit right now thinking of how to best share my desires. I want to be a perfect little slut. I want to feel my ass-pussy get stretched out by some big veiny cock. I don't know what else to say, I am so horny for some stud to just take me right now that I am about to pass out. God how good it must feel to get a tight little hole like mine just filled with dirty cock. I would bounce up and down until you cum all up inside of me and then quickly turn around and suck your cock dry. I love the taste ... Read More»

Chapter 1 Mary Wilson had a little lamb. His fleece was white as snow and he followed her to school and all that shit, but the nursery rhyme stuff stopped there -- because the little lamb grew up to be a horny ram. The ram was a powerful creature with swept-back horns, mighty shoulders and piledriver haunches. He remained white except for a black face and black rings around his legs just above the nimble cloven hoofs. He had golden eyes. He had the long flowing beard of a patriarch, but his balls were full of youthful cum. He had a huge prick and massive balls. In the prime of life, the ram would have been ready to challenge all other rams for the right to fuck the fat, woolly ewes that grazed on the green hillside, for he knew his rightful place. ... Read More»

I was in one of those dreadful meetings that come about every month at the office, but this time it was the best meeting ever. I had gone without sex for about two months and had just come off being sick, so I was ready to go, but I did not know I was this ready! We have a glass table in our conference room and the beautiful new woman Heather sat across from me. She had beautiful light red hair with and an absolutely perfect body. Her shirt was semi-low-cut and she had tits you could stare at forever. During the meeting I got aroused looking across at her, more than normal and it just seemed to elevate. Then, as if she could read my mind, she would move her legs, but in doing so, she would pull up her skirt just an inch or so to give me a better view. She was ... Read More»

I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend the summer. I was home on break from college where home was actually my family's shore house. We'd been spending every summer at the beach since I was a little kid and I still looked forward to it each spring. As soon as I was old enough, I had started working so that I had pocket money for the summer and, as a result, I got to know the right people and was able to score better and better jobs each year. This year was no exception - I was working on the boardwalk with the enviable noon to 9 pm shift. This meant that I was in front of the public during the busiest time of the day and, therefore, I was meeting and chatting up hotties by the score. The key thing when meeting numerous hotties is to first find out how ... Read More»

I heard Sarah's dad yell before I even pushed the doorbell. "Sarah! Your little friend's here!" He must have heard me walk up the porch. I stood up a little straighter and smiled, waiting for him to open the door. Not that he would have noticed my posture or expression anyway - he was blind - but whenever I was at Sarah's I always wanted to look my best. "Kelly!" he said to me in his big voice, and ushered me inside. "Hi Mr. McAllan. It's good to see you again. Is Sarah up in her room?" I shifted my backpack from one shoulder to the other as I talked. It was heavy, and I was horribly nervous. "Sure is! Been up there all morning, only came down for breakfast." He paused and cocked his head to the side for a minute, as if to listen for Sarah's protest from ... Read More»

Yvonne Ibrahim is my name, and I'm a young Egyptian Coptic Christian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Last year I got kicked out of my beloved school, the University of Ottawa and enrolled at Carleton University. Why did I leave the University of Ottawa? It's a long and painful story, but I will do my best to tell it to you. May it serve as a cautionary tale to other young women out there, you know? There are a lot of bad men out there who target women and it would be a mistake to say that only men from a certain religion and geographical location abuse and mistreat women but you need to understand that religion and culture, along with upbringing, play a crucial role in how a man sees the women in his life. This is my story. It has to ... Read More»

Kendra pulled the note out of her pocket and read it again. Kendra, I'm sorry that I've hurt you. What we had was great. But, we both know that it's time to move on. I hope that someday you can look back on this and not hate me. Mike That was the umpteenth time that she had read the note this past month. Each time she read it, there were less tears and more anger. After all, she had worked her ass off at the Sugar Shack for low wages and crappy tips for the past five years to help put Mike through school. To make matters worse, she had come home to find him fucking Amber, the slut from down the hall. The night that she had found them together, she had closed the diner early. With the new restaurant across the street sucking up all their customers, ... Read More»