I was a restaurant manager working on a Sunday night around 7:30, very busy. I was in the office when the dining room manager comes into the office, closes the door and tells me she has to talk to me (we had been having a little fling for about a month). I'm standing in front of her when she starts to kiss me and unzip my pants. Of course this got me going so I moved her over to the desk and put her on it. I raised her skirt and noticed she had removed her pantyhose. I was ready and she was wet and I fucked her right there with employees knocking on the door for voids and such. I came with tremendous force and so did she. Read More»

It's been quite some time since I wrote a true story about my wife Kelly and I, as I've been more focused on a number of fictional projects that have been occupying my imagination. However, I've had the opportunity to have some fun experiences recently that beg to be shared. For those who may have read "Our First Time With a Large Dildo", this is the evolution after five years of fun with that venerable toy. Some time ago I purchased a new dildo for Kelly. Those who have read my stories in the past will remember that when it comes to sex toys for my wife, I have a simple rule – the bigger, the better. In this case, not only did I choose a tremendously large toy, but I also went with a cyberskin model that she had to admit "felt extremely realistic". The truth ... Read More»

When I was 13, a new boy started at my school. He was brown-skinned with long dark hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen. Someone told me he was Puerto Rican-Irish. I fell in love with him. He was soooo cool, carrying his skateboard around school with his hair hanging in his eyes. He entered my circle of friends and I never could be around him without butterflies in my stomach. A friend of a friend of a friend told me he wanted my number. I gave it to him, and my life changed forever. He would call and we would talk for hours about punk music, skateboarding, and, inexplicably, suicide. He spoke Spanish to me softly late at night on the phone. He said nobody understood him like I did. He asked me to be his girlfriend. We would meet ... Read More»

I work in the City, and take the Underground home each evening to the suburbs. I have a nice stroll—just a couple of blocks—down pleasant, tree-lined streets with older, simple semi-detached houses. For a long time, one of the houses I passed was unoccupied. I had often fantasised, while walking by each evening, that someday I would take a love (strictly a fantasy figure) to the empty house for an evening of pleasure. So it was with some disappointment that one day late last summer, I noticed a small self-hire removal van parked at the kerb. As I strolled past, I spied two young women struggling with a large sofa at the tailgate of the truck. It was a warm day, and they were sweating profusely. Both were wearing very short shorts and loose fitting ... Read More»

Kelly had introduced me to my bisexual side several months ago after a party at my house. Since that time we had experimented a bit driving around in the country, but nothing too hot and heavy. At the time of this story, Kelly and I both had children in grade school. Since the kids were in school all day and my husband worked out of town, my house was empty during the day. One day Kelly called me up and, in her most sensuous voice, asked me to meet her at my house on my lunch hour. I could tell from her voice that she had something up her sleeve and I had a very difficult time concentrating on my work the rest of the morning. As I pulled into my driveway, I hit the remote control for the garage door opener and then pulled my car into the garage. There ... Read More»

when i woke up i heard voices. i recognized my master's voice but the other one was a new one. "alright." I heard my master say. i looked over, Kenith was still beside me. the door opened and i closed my eyes to appear asleep. i felt a strong presence come over me and my hands were handcuffed. i "woke up" and looked at the man above me. it wasn't my master. i started to panick. "Sky listen to me." i heard my master say. i looked over, he was sad. "Master..?" i whimpered and was slapped by the man ontop of me. "i'm your master now slut." he snarled. what did he mean? i turned to my master again. "Sky... you've been sold." my heart skipped a beat. two beats. i thought it had stopped for a moment. i was wrenched up by my hair and yelped. "i'm sorry... ... Read More»

Eric Robinson wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. He finished his first year of medical school and just wasn’t sure he wanted to follow in his father’s footsteps. He decided to take the summer off and visit his recently married dad in St. Louis. Eric had known his dad’s new wife, Nan, since he was a youngster. She was his father’s longtime nurse and assistant. The fact that Nan was black was not an issue for Eric. She had a daughter, Jolene who was born when Nan was sixteen. Eric and Jolene played together when they were kids. He was two years older and hadn’t seen her for years. He wondered what she was doing now. Probably married with a bunch of kids… he thought to himself. When Eric arrived he was greeted by Nan who appeared younger than her forty years. ... Read More»

Two weeks to the day after the accident; Brett regained consciousness. Nigha was at his side in the wheelchair that she'd be using for the next few months while her pelvis healed. Due to the continued risk of infection; Brett wouldn't be able to see the twins for at least another week. The time for him to know the truth was fast approaching and she was at a loss of how she would tell the man that she loved for the vast majority of her adult life; the man that had fought his way back from death, that the twin girls that he was so in love with belonged to someone else. How could she break his heart? How did she break his heart? Jason. Bria had come to visit her on the day that she'd decided it was time for her to tell Brett the truth. He was regaining ... Read More»

We both slept soundly after your taking of me, wrapped in each other's arms... your head curled into my chest. I could barely move after erupting as I did for you, so you had just climbed up next to me, pleased by the effect you had on me. The following morning, I woke to you looking up at me. I smiled wearily, and you stroked my side soothingly. We talked nothings for a bit. At some point, I looked down at you and your eyes locked with mine. "What is it?" I murmured. You blushed and looked down for a moment... tracing little circles on my tummy with your fingertip. "I wouldn't mind taking my turn being submissive to you." I surged lightly. "Oh?" You just looked up and smiled softly, a distinctive twinkle in your eyes. ... Read More»

FLASH! The camera whirred. She picked it up from the bathroom counter and turned it around to see the captured image. On the color screen of the digital camera was a pert, pink nipple. Not just any nipple. It was Alicia's nipple, and it was gorgeous in its fully engorged state. It rose from her breast like a sugary pink gumdrop. Alicia had pulled, pinched it, and rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger until it throbbed. She did all of this because Ryan asked her to do so. "I want a picture of your sexy nipple," Ryan had typed in his email. "I want a close-up shot of your nipple after you've pulled on it, and pinched it. When you're completely turned on by the act of what you're doing, take a picture of it and send it to me." So here she was, locked ... Read More»

I'm one of those people who don't put much faith in dreams or fantasies but I never felt there was any harm in having them. I've had this fantasy for almost a year. I didn't just come to mind, it was something I'd seen on an x-rated video my husband had. Darren, my husband and I have been married for almost three years. I hadn't dated much at all before I met Darren. I realized I shouldn't have been so eager to get married. We still loved each other but the sex was just not like it was in the beginning. It wasn't dull and boring but it was getting pretty close to bordering on it. Some of my friends in the office where I worked seemed to be falling into the same situation. I often listened to them discussing their sex lives. It even appeared like some could be ... Read More»

I had been best friends with Mark all of my life. So when he asked me to house sit for him it was a no brainer. He would be out of town for two weeks on vacation with his family and wanted me to stay at his house, feed the fish, keep his pool clean, keep his two dogs fed, mow his yard... basically live in his house and keep it up for the time that they were away. He'd been planning this trip to Florida with his wife and two kids for a long time, and I didn't wanna leave him high and dry. Not that I needed any convincing to do this for him. I lived by myself in a small one bedroom apartment and worked nights usually. Whatever time I didn't spend at my place playing video games I spent at Mark's house anyway. Mark always laughed at me and told me I needed to get ... Read More»

My pussy just can't take any more. I can feel blood pulsing through my arteries, rushing down between my legs. The urgency of orgasm makes my mind go blank. I can no longer think. My throbbing clit is the focus of my universe. "Uhhng... ooohh! Oh yes, yes yes YES!!" My whimperings are the only connection between my brain and the rest of the world. I'm conscious of my own voice... wishing it could be louder, scream out full force. Sometimes I think the louder I can be, the better my orgasm is. I dip my fingers into my slit, drawing out more of my delicious juices to lubricate my clitoris. My left middle finger draws imaginary circles around my clit, occasionally sliding down to play with my engorged inner lips. I pinch some of that delectable flesh between ... Read More»

In a rich upper middle class suburbs of New York City lived Dr Kumar with his wife Anastasia. The couple lived in a two story house, beautiful and large. James Kumar was an American male of East Indian descent, 6″2, light brown complexion, black hair with brown eyes. His wife Anastasia was also a doctor, black hair, blue eyes, and pale smooth skin, of Swiss descent. She had large natural breasts while at the same time a fit body, not too skinny yet not chubby or fat. A woman with 5″6 height. James was 38 years of age, a surgeon, Anastasia 37 was a pediatrician. The two were parents to four kids, two girls and two boys, all of whom had gone on vacation away from home during the Christmas break. “enjoyable vacation huh” said james “yes” replied anastasia “i ... Read More»

It was a cool spring evening, and my husband and I were enjoying a concert at the park. We brought along a picnic dinner, and had already eaten and had a couple of glasses of wine, and were now relaxing and enjoying the music. There was a pretty good turnout for an early spring concert, although it wasn't nearly as crowded as it would be in the middle of the summer. We were sitting near the back of the park, on a thick blanket. My husband was leaning against a big tree, with his legs spread. I was lounging with my back against his chest, in between his legs, my knees bent up. It was a clear night, but a little chilly, so we had a big fluffy blanket spread over us. We were warm and comfy. I was pleasantly relaxed, listening to the band, and snuggled up with ... Read More»