My name is Luis and I’m twenty nine; Mandy is a year younger and we’ve been married for eight years now. We went out for dinner the other night and a really nice looking brunette walked past us. Mandy commented on how she could just devour a body like that. For years Mandy has told me she was interested in being with a woman but I always just played it off as just talk when she had a little too much to drink or when she was super horny trying to maybe satisfy me and my ego; but that night I could see how much this other woman had turned Mandy on. Throughout our dinner Mandy squirmed in her seat as she kept looking at the brunette across the room. “Geez Luis; look at her breasts! They’re so awesome, her cleavage is out there but it’s not slutty. Omg and her ... Read More»

* About ten minutes before quitting time, he came over to me and asked me to come to his office. As he closed his office door behind us, he said, "When Mike Fitzpatrick (the owner of the company) heard about your finding the drawing error last week, he was very impressed and grateful." Handing me an envelope, he continued, "You'll find a note from him and a bonus check inside. Also, we've given you a dollar an hour raise, effective this paycheck." Shocked, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Thank you. Thank you very much." "You are very welcome and thank you. Keep up the good work," he replied. We shock hands and I left his office. I stepped out of the trailer; the other workers were starting to file in to pick up their checks. I ... Read More»

It was a nice and sunny day, the kind of weather that you ride with the windows down and enjoy the weather and I was headed to the office. I was working with a job that covered a lot of area and I spent a lot of time on the road. I would always take a road that was hardly used but good traveling. This was just like the other days and I was going back to the office. I came around the curve and I saw a van that looked like it had a flat tire and thought that I would stop and help, who ever it was, out. I know that if it were me I would want some help since my cell phone had no coverage at all in this area. So I stop to help them out. I get out of my car and walk up to the van, which had a sliding door on the side. I see there is a nice looking girl in shorts ... Read More»

I was sitting is my office working Sunday morning in a loose pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt, as I usually do when I am alone, when I heard a soft knock on my door then my daughters friend came in and sat on the edge of my desk. She was wearing a baby doll sleep set get up, the top which stood out a good way to cover her ample breasts leaving her midriff available for viewing. I did not notice any sign of a bra but I could see the faint outline of her nipple. Her flimsy shorts were pulled tightly across her bottom. From my vantage point I could see her belly button ring, she got recently along with my daughter, and all she had covering her crotch was a pair of thin lace panties that seemed to be riding up between her slit. I must have turned beat red at the ... Read More»

Most women might be offended or ashamed to be called a slut. I’m not most women. My name is Darcy. I’m single, twenty-four years old, and I love sex. LOVE it! I can’t get enough, and I don’t see anything wrong with taking all I can get. It doesn’t matter to me what a guy looks like, how old he is, or if he’s married or single; if he has a working cock, then I know how to work it. And, believe me, I can work it in a way most men have never experienced. I’m good at what I do, I love what I do, and I do it as often as possible. Where’s the shame in that? I masturbate to stories from mynaughtystory.com all the time, so I figured I’d write in to share some of my own sexual experiences. I have a lot to tell. I’d like to think I can make your readers ... Read More»

As Rob and I have told you, in our previous stories, we have been active swingers for some years. I usually prefer the MFM threesomes, possibly cause I’m greedy, or the fact I’m just not bi-sexual, unlike most women in the swinging scene. Or at least the ones I’ve met are. Anyway as a result of this, Rob has to work really hard to get me interested in going to swinger’s parties, or hosting them. This particular Saturday night was one of those where Rob worked really hard. “Oh, come on hon, it’ll be fun. You like Mark and Jocelyn. And their parties always have a great mix of people.” Rob was right about that aspect. I’ve never seen such a diverse group of people, all after the same sexual gratification, as those that seemed to congregate at Mark’s ... Read More»

I am a forty-three year old guy who had been married for 25 years until my wife told me one day that I was not a man in bed and that my cock was not meeting her needs, in other words too small. I went into an eight month state of depression till a friend introduced me to the sport of mountain biking. He got me to get myself into shape and to get some self-esteem back. But it still did not improve my confidence with woman. Not too many men I know would really want to dive back into another worrying whether she is going to tell him one day hey guy your dicks too small take a hike. So instead of taking a woman with me on my vacation biking in the Rockies I decided to take just me. I spent most of the day biking to the top of a mountain I had been told that if you ... Read More»

“I don’t believe it,” Bree said to her friend. There is no such thing.” “There is too!” Shelley replied. “I saw my mother using it last night. She didn’t know I was watching her and she got herself off with it. I heard a buzzing noise and I heard her moaning. Her door was locked but when I looked through the keyhole, I saw her sitting on this black box with a big smile and as I watched, I saw her cumming. Afterward, she put it away in her closet and locked the door.” “I still don’t believe you. She must have been using a vibrator. I’ve seen my mom use one of those and I used it too when she wasn’t home. It got me off better than any boy ever did. A LOT better…” “Bree, I’ve seen my mom’s vibrator and it looks nothing like the fucking machine I’m telling ... Read More»

Well my name is Billy and my story started back in the day like 10 years ago. My girlfriend would dress me up and use a strapon. She would put me in leather and vinyl se moved away and I went back to just girls. Well 2 years ago I started thinking of guys and found one. We starting texting and I would send him pics of me in thongs and skirts. So one night we finally set it up so I put on a tight leather skirt and top my cousin left here. We meet across from my house and when I get in he starts rubbing on me. We get in the back of his sub and we start to kiss like crazy it was so hot. Then he pulls up my skirt and sucks on my dick for a couple min and stops. He tells me to bend over so I do as he says. And I'm not a girly looking Guy I have all kinds of tats ... Read More»

My father, Ted Rose, was the first black head football coach for the university that I attended. That, of course, was excellent news for me for three reasons. One: Free tuition, especially since my dad lead the football team to the championships for the past three years. Two: It was perfect driving distance from home, meaning that I could still get into the good parties without having to deal with the bullshit of dorm-living assholes. And three: Having a dad as a football coach got me into contact with some luscious eye-candy. And I mean the lollipop kind. Speaking of luscious, I wasn't that far from it. At only 5'5'', I carried my extra fifteen pounds proudly. Shit, my extra jiggle only made the boys stare harder, especially since it landed in all the right ... Read More»

As I knelt there in the middle of the room, my face wet with Jake's cum and my saliva I realized that I had finally descended into the depths of total submission and humiliation. In one night, I had become a total whore to black cock. I had allowed myself to be treated like a sex slave, to be used for the pleasure of black men and to service their cocks at their whim. Now I found myself in an incredible position. I was trapped in a black guy's apartment, naked and with no hope of getting my clothes back unless I did what they wanted, which was to suck and get fucked by God only knows how many black guys. I could hear a small party going on in the next room, and the doorbell kept ringing and more guys kept coming over. I had been slapped, spanked and ... Read More»

Fucking a black man's bare cock had been a small compromise in exchange for accomplishing my plan. Rick had watched me riding "cowgirl" on Tyrone's huge cock. It was the biggest cock I had ever had and when he flooded my womb with his black baby sperm I gave Rick the "O" face as I told Tyrone I loved him. Knowing Brad's baby was already growing inside of me I prolonged the evening with my black lover. Rick jerked-off like a madman as he watched me slobbering with his buddy's cock fucking my face. I even let Tyrone blow his load of crud into my hungry mouth. With Tyrone's cum dribbling done my chin I gave Rick a nice big French kiss with my tongue and teeth coated with his friends sperm. I was really enjoying watching my husband ... Read More»

I look over at my sleeping girlfriend and smile, thinking about how we first got together. It was sophomore year in college. I lay there stroking my clit as Ellie lay sleeping, oblivious to my movements. The last bell finally rang and I practically ran to my dorm. I shoved my stuff in and slammed it shut. I hurriedly made my way over to the flagpole, waiting to meet Ellie. Ellie and I were going to Myrtle Beach for spring break. This year, it was special. Both Ellie and I had turned 21 in February and we somehow convinced my parents to let us use their condo. Of course we got the lectures. No "huge" parties (no big deal), no sex (I was planning on losing my virginity), and just generally behave. We agreed and promised we would check in every few days. We had ... Read More»

Natalie had chosen Cuba to visit for her vacation. The United States had just begun to allow visitors and Natalie wanted to be one of the first. Her first plane ride from Miami to Havana had been uneventful. She had passed through normal security with no trouble and was not randomly selected to be searched at the gate. She was now in Havana, ready to take a small plane ride to Santiago. Natalie disembarked her United flight and had to go to the older terminal, used by the locals. This required going across the street from the new, gleaming modern terminal to the old 50-year old building. Natalie entered the terminal, a dismal, dirty building. She did not hear anyone speaking English, only Spanish. She recognized the symbol for the airline she was taking in ... Read More»

I admired her reflection in the mirrored wall of the lift as we descended from the 24th floor. She was looking stunning, as usual, in a black halter neck dress that showed off her ample, firm breasts to perfection whilst leaving her back bare to the waist. Her brown hair just kissed the softness of her shoulder. The skirt flared in line with her hips and had she swirled, as she had done moments before in our room, the flaring would lift her skirt enough to show her long, shapely legs all the way to her black lace topped stockings. Shiny black court shoes with four inch spiked heels and an equally shiny clutch bag completed the ensemble. She was gorgeous, my wife. We exited the lift and walked out into the busy reception area of the convention hotel. People ... Read More»