My husband, James, recently submitted a story about our first home and the spectacular threesome we shared with our Realtor and friend, Amanda. That was one of the most erotic, most memorable nights of my life, and I think James did a great job retelling the events that took place. But while reading the story, I noticed one very minor mistake, one he didn't know he was making. While my husband watched me kiss Amanda's sweet thighs and lick her wet lips, he was thinking I was being with a woman for the first time. What my husband doesn't know is that it wasn't the first time I shared a kiss with another female. (It was, however, the first time I shared a sexual moment with Amanda, and I must admit, her soft lips, her gentle touch, and oh God, her lovely pussy, ... Read More»

Veronica was pissed off. She had just heard from her sister that her niece was leaving her prep school and wanted to move out of state. While she certainly didn't mind her niece coming to live with her for a while (she knew that her niece was already 19 & only had a couple of months left in school), she was pissed about the reason that her sister gave her. It seemed that a teacher, Mr. Small, had been pressuring her to sleep with him and, as her niece had refused, he had been giving her failing grades. Veronica asked about going to the school officials but was told that her niece was too scared to do that. She didn't want to be part of a huge story, particularly one that was very much a "he said, she said" situation. Mr. Small, she was told, ... Read More»

I returned from shopping late to find a message on the answering machine from Kellie. She said that her sister was going to be in town for the weekend and wondered if we could get together for lunch. Knowing Kellie, I was certain she wanted to come out here for lunch, probably more. I thought again about it and realized it was probably just for lunch as I figured she had probably not told her sister about any of our little adventures. "Hey Marsha!" she said with a laughing voice. "I was hoping you'd call. My sister, Katie is in town for the weekend and I was wondering if we could meet for lunch?" "How about dinner tomorrow?" I asked. "I'll buy!" "That sounds even better! How about meeting us in town around seven?" she said excitedly. "One ... Read More»

Tanya and I were strolling, hand in hand, down the supermarket aisle. With my free hand I pushed the trolley and with hers she occasionally dumped things into it as we passed the shelves. It was a blazing hot summer’s day and we were dressed to suit it. I had on only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Short shorts, because Tanya hated those long things that come to your knees or lower that are all the fashion now. She wouldn’t let me wear them. That was fine because I didn’t like them either. After all, if you’re trying to catch the sun, or get a tan, what’s the point of covering up half of yourself ? So short shorts and nothing else under them. She liked it that way and so did I. Tanya was wearing one of my shirts. You know the type - short sleeves but with a ... Read More»

Conclusion Life was good. Very good. I had a job that I enjoyed and paid me well, servicing sex-starved women. A hobby that I enjoyed, learning about computers. And a 'girl friend', albeit only fortnightly, with the sort of beauty wars have been fought for. It couldn't last. The fortnightly meetings continued. And intensified. When I was available, Jenny would make her trans-Pennine journey earlier in the day, so that we could spend afternoons together, as well as evenings and, oh, those nights. During the afternoons, we would drive to the country in her little car, and, weather permitting, would engage in al fresco sex. We fucked in fields, in woods, in cornfields, wherever there was a little privacy. We sometimes ate out in country pubs, sometimes at ... Read More»

Neil sat nervously on the low stone wall, watching his breath in the cold night air. He was early. They'd arranged to meet at 10pm but it was still only 9.45. As he sat there waiting Neil watched the traffic go past, feeling his stomach tying itself in knots as his anxiety began to increase. Neil had never met this guy before but after chatting online they'd decided to meet up for some after hour's fun. Neil was only 19 and wasn't used to this kind of thing but had agreed to the meeting in his horniness. Sat on the wall now Neil considered briefly the thought of just getting up and going home. But it was too late now. Neil could see the car pulling towards him and knew that Edward had arrived. Edward pulled over next to where Neil was sitting and nodded ... Read More»

I awoke with an erection. This didn't surprise me much, as I could feel Lily's lips wrapped around my cock. Her head was bobbing with a practiced, easy motion, and I let my hands stray down to get tangled in her uncombed, reddish brown hair. I looked around and found that Molly was next to me, upside-down in the sleeping bag. I lifted the covers a bit and peeked inside. Lily's thighs were open, and her sister was greedily eating her out. I pulled Molly's shirt up and away from her hips. Clawing at her panties, I was desperate to get inside and taste the rich flavor I knew was hidden there. I pulled them down to mid-calf and inhaled deeply. She was already quite wet, with sticky fluids and sweat merging in the tangles of her dark red pubes. "Oh, my ... Read More»

Dixie woke up in her hotel room wondering what had happened the night before. Did she really spend the night with Yvonne the black, amazon women from the Doctor’s office. She had been dominated by Yvonne’s six foot four frame, large arms and fabulously muscular legs. Had Yvonne enjoyed her long tongue that so many other women had the pleasure of experiencing? The night before Dixie’s tongue had explored every inch of Yvonne’s powerful pussy. She had devoured Yvonne’s athletic body and enjoyed every second of it. Her four inch tongue had worked overtime last night and her mouth was stiff from the hour she had spent between Yvonne’s muscular legs. Dixie went to work wondering what Yvonne and her friend’s reaction to her would be. She soon found out, Yvonne ... Read More»

There is a shy knock on your door. You open it, wondering who it can be. A stranger hands you the end of a dog chain, you can see that it leads to a red strap round his neck. "I'm Jennifer, Sir" he whispers, softly & huskily. It becomes clear now - you remember the conversation on the web a few days ago. Not saying a word, you pull the stranger into your room with the lead, shutting & locking the door behind him. You slip the end of the dog chain over a coat hook behind the door. "STRIP" you command. Jennifer slips off her coat - it was a cold night. You notice immediately that she's toppless under the coat. Her nipples are erect and hard - is it the cold night air? or is it excitement and trepidation? As she slips her jeans over ... Read More»

For a long time, I had been extremely turned on by the thought of bottoming for a Dominant Man. Being forced to submit to spankings and whippings, paddling and caning, enemas, bondage, clothespins, whatever the master wanted to do short of cutting or blood play, anything gross or unclean or illegal. Besides that I was game for just about anything. I finally got up the nerve to attend the local BDSM groupТs monthly meeting. A couple of years previously, I had been through their orientation and was familiar with a few of the members. They all greeted me warmly. They talked about the upcoming events, conferences and play parties, we all had dinner and drinks and most lingered afterwards for socializing and maybe setting up an encounter for that later that evening. I ... Read More»

Mark and Dawn were both in their early 40s. Each had been married and divorced. They liked their new set-up, living together in Chicago as an unmarried couple, but both were eager to reside in a warmer climate. When Mark received an offer for a new job as a writer for a health-care publication in Tampa, he urged Dawn to move with him. Dawn knew that she might be leaving a lot of good friends and some family behind, but she and Mark had grown very close, and she was excited to begin this new venture with him. Hard Chicago winters would now be a distant memory. Two years ago they packed up their stuff in a U-Haul, and, with good friends seeing them off, they made the long trip to Florida. Surrounded by glorious sun and exotic palm trees, they began their ... Read More»

"So, tell me Sandy," Linda said, leaning across the coffee table and winking at her pal from the marketing department. "—And I want exact figures here—when was your last orgasm, and how much foreplay did Ken give you the last time you made love." Sandy burst into a quick fit of laughter. It was so typical of her sales associate pal to toss this kind of thing at her right as she took a sip of coffee. It was a game they played at their Sunday brunches together: the thick, dark-haired Linda loved it when coffee wound up running down her tall, blond friend's chin from the laughter. This time, Sandy was able to keep it all inside her mouth and swallow without choking, however. "Well," she said, wiping her chin just in case. "It ... Read More»

Ooh hiya boys, I'm Barbie Leigh, a naughty little bimbo tranny, 19 yr old, 5'7" tall, blond, blue eyes, slim and tanned with a hot curvy ass. I have been dressing as Barbie since I was probs about 16 and I'm very well versed when it comes to horny guys and how to please them.lolzzz. As I said I'm a proper bimbo, dumb and blond and I love cock,lolzzz. Forgive me if I appear a little stupid, it's just cos I'm blond,lolzzz. I love everything that's very girly, pink and white are my fave colours. At present I stay at home, but my parents work away a lot giving me lots of spare time to become Barbie the bimbo tranny, dressing up and playing naughty games most days,lolzzzz. Last weekend I had the place to myself and decided to invite random guys round. I was in a ... Read More»

Gregg Owens was smiling broadly as he reached under the table and brought out the 2 X 4. As he held the polished 3 ft. hickory slab, most of the other party goers of his firm also begin smiling, most with shit-eating grins. Eyes flitted from Maude Roukema, the sexagenarian bookkeeper, to Rodney Skelton, the 19-year old office boy. Rod was not sure what was going on. In the eight months he had worked for Owens, Owens, and Owens, he had realized that many of the office activities were not exactly kosher. Not illegal or shady, just that there was a looseness in the ambiance of this office that he had not expected, and with which he was not too comfortable. This office party was a perfect example of that ambiance. It was the Christmas party. Or should that be New ... Read More»

i i throught today would be like any other day. i throught wrong master told me not to listen to mistress but he never told her and i didnt want to get in trouble with her or him. my sister was upstairs cleaning her room while my master had me clean the rest of the house. you see mistress julia owns my sister taliya and i, ceres belong to master jon, its hard pleasing them both and trying not to disappoint them. master had lefted for work and mistress julia wasnt far behind him. after an hour i stopped working and run upstairs to taliya.forgetting my chores, i stayed and talked to taliya while she was doing hers. i didnt think time passed so fast, it was nearly noon and mistress would be home first. i run downstairs and tried to get everything in order. as i was ... Read More»