Kent held his book in one hand and scraped dirt off the side of his sneaker with a stick he held in the other. Deciding to read his assigned chapter on a bench in front of the English building on the nicest day of the year was a big mistake, Kent thought. Waaaaaaaaaaay too easy to get distracted out here. A deep purr caught Kent’s ear and grew louder as an old pick-up truck rounded the corner and slid into one of the student parking spaces. Dried mud was splattered across the entire truck like it was a mobile Jackson Pollack canvas. Kent trained his eye on the vehicle as the driver’s door opened and a girl stepped out. Kent recognized her as a classmate in his American Lit class that just finished a few minutes ago. He tried to pretend he wasn’t staring her ... Read More»

Sara stretched her lithe body to it's limits moaning aloud at the same time. The chocolate hued beauty was nude save for a black bandana wrapped around her forehead and a golden anklet leaving the rest of her body bared for the sun caress. The sun was still high in the sky licking at her dark skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Her full breasts were pointed thrust skyward as she continued to stretch. Sara rolled onto her hands and knees stretching her back again this time pushing her pert apple bottom into the air. A cool breeze blew in from the sea caressing her bared nethers in its soft embrace prying a gasp from her lips in the process. Satisfied Sara released her breath and lay her head down on her arms closing her eyes again. She'd hadn't realized ... Read More»

Three weeks passed in a flash, there were short morning calls, long calls, with longer pauses where something intangible flowed between us, and talks that went on and on. We were planning to be together for a whole night. She was exploring books on sex. Reading novels, in French, that contained erotic descriptions of anal sex, and other ideas that would become part of our voyage, of our vocabulary. I told her that I had booked us into a double bedded room at my Club. Breakfast was always left ready outside the rooms at the appointed time, with a discrete knock on the door to say it was there. We would have a long private time together, and she arranged her life so that she could be with me for the whole of the next day. We met for tea at the same ... Read More»

Jenny had just turned thirteen when I realized that I was no longer the center of her universe. Quite a shock for a mother to realize that her children are free thinking human beings, with their own thoughts as to how to run their lives. Jenny was a popular girl with lots of girl and boy friends. As for me, I had lost my buddy. Having grown up in Cary, North Carolina, I had experienced much heartache over the years as one close friend after another moved because their parents were transferred away from the Research Triangle. Since my husband was a local guy who had his medical practice at the Duke Clinic complex, we had some core social friends. As far as the men were concerned, as doctors will, their conversations always seemed to center on their practice. ... Read More»

I am in a hotel room, asleep. Suddenly, i am jerked awake by a man on top of me. i feel the sharp edge of a cold knife on my neck. He has a ski mask on so i cannot see His face, "Listen bitch," He hisses, "do not make a sound or this knife will cut through this neck of yours." Once He is certain i will stay quiet, i feel the knife cutting through my nightie and i start to cry as i feel my hands tied up above my head, through an opening in the headboard. i am nude before Him. i feel His eyes look over my breasts as He runs the knife down my neck and gently traces each nipple. Of course, they harden at His touch, and i feel His erection on my thigh. He tells me that because i respond so well, He has decided to give me 'special' treatment. He ... Read More»

I had exchanged emails and photos with Jennifer. She quickly answered the door and I noticed her plus size shape peeking through a sexy black teddy as she guided me in the room. As I stepped in the suite I saw the focus of my attention, Alexia. She was sitting on the hotel couch I was floored by her beauty. She looked a little Hispanic and Asian with blonde hair and black roots peaking through. She looked to be in her upper 20’s with a smooth face covered in a bright orange tinted foundation, light pink lips, light charcoal colored eye shadow all the way around her eyes with dark black eye brows. She wore a grey stripped sweater that only went to the top of her arms and stopped above her belly button followed by a pink skirt that just covered her the top of her ... Read More»

We'd been going at it for more than a year, me, Peggy, and her boyfriend Tim. It started off one night when I was dateless and went with the two of them to a party at one of the college dorms. Peggy had been my roommate when I was a freshman, but even after she joined a sorority and I stayed in the dorms, we kept on being good friends. And another thing is, back when we were freshmen roommates, we liked to fool around with each other. So you could say we were pretty 'special' friends. Oh yeah, we got pretty wild back then in our dorm room. Not just our tongues and our fingers, but we'd get these nice fat toys, dildos, including a strap-on. And we didn't just stick to cuddling and cunnilingus and fucking. No, we had this special thing for backdoor play. We loved ... Read More»

If you had asked me five months ago what I thought about my job I would have answered that being a shipping and receiving clerk at a furniture factory wasn’t very exciting. What changed you ask? We got a new UPS driver. Now that may not seem like much to you but when you are a 42 year old divorced mother of two, a changing of the guards from the butch driver I referred to as "Lezbo" to a buff, sexy 30 something god on two legs is something to get excited about. I was sitting at my desk printing up the last shipping manifest when I heard the door open. Not bothering to look up I called out, "Hi Robin go ahead and put the billing slips in the usual spot." Imagine my surprise when a deep baritone voice answered me. "I'd love to do just that Miss except, I'm ... Read More»

I am a 45 year old woman who is really turned on by younger guys. I was out at one of my favorite clubs the other night, and although it was a Friday night, the place was pretty empty. I was just enjoying talking with my friends and enjoying being off of work. I had drank a few beers and was just talking to this person, and then walking around and talking to other people. I had just gotten another beer and was standing near the bar, when this black guy walked up to me, and introduced himself to me. He said his name was Sid and that he had seen me the last weekend out there, and had been watching me. He said where is your boyfriend? I told him I didn't have a boyfriend so I didn't have to worry about talking to people because there was no one to tell me who I ... Read More»

I fucking love to masturbate! I really do! I have been masturbating almost daily, sometimes three or four times a day ever since I hit puberty. Now I am twenty six years old and I use anything I can find to fuck my horny pussy with. I’m Misti by the way, and I am so addicted to masturbation and stuffing my pussy. I started puberty when I was around the age of twelve and found that my little pussy was always wet and horny. I’d lay in my bed at night with a pillow rammed between my thighs and I’d catch myself grinding against it. It made me so horny, so I’d slip my hand into my panties and begin to rub my clit. Well, let me tell you, the first time I had an orgasm, I thought I was having an epileptic fit! My whole body convulsed and jerked wildly as my fingers ... Read More»

There are a few things you should know first: A) He was sensual and creative. I think you can be sensual without being creative, but I don't think you can be creative without being sensual. Fortunately for me, he was both. B) He was my intellectual equal, something I had not experienced in a long time. I was able to talk to him without explaining myself, without clarification of what I meant. It was exciting and challenging. C) He was older and worldlier. He wasn't a frat boy. He did not have a frat boy mentality. He was interested in me as a person. He saw my large breasts, but they were not always his first concern. D) He knew – and appreciated – that sex starts in the mind. He knew that foreplay is not just kissing and tweaking nipples. Foreplay ... Read More»

Note : This story is completely fictional! Michelles lust for the women in her life, her mother, her aunt and her little cousin Lisa has transformed her into their dominatrix and the center of their universes. Michelle has assigned her mother to be the bread winner for them all. Every morning Joan must lick her daughters cunt before she dresses for her high power well paying job. She then must stand before Michelle after she dresses and may not leave the house until Michelle has approved. After Joan has left, Michelle makes her Aunt Carol prepare breakfast and serve her and Lisa. Michelle has assigned Carol all housekeeping tasks and she is never allowed to wear any clothing and must address Michelle as Mistress. Carol doesen't care, she is in bliss ... Read More»

During August of this year my new wife and I went on a trip. We had a great time and didn't want our vacation to end. We had spent the last couple nights talking about sex fantasies and what our limits would be, and if we could even do any of the fantasies we talked about. The recurring fantasy of having another man with us kept coming up. I have been excited by the idea and the vision for a long time. Since before and I ever talked about it. We talked more on our way home about what I would want to see happen and she told me that she would do anything for me to turn me on. She told me that if she sees me becoming hot and very aroused then she becomes the same way. We had a great time talking about it and how she wanted to have another woman join us so that ... Read More»

Thank God it was Friday! Ron closed the back door behind him and headed straight for the refrigerator. Before even unzipping his down jacket, he cracked open a cold beer and finished it in three long gulps. It had been a hectic week for him; the sales staff at work had caught the scent of fresh of money as the country's economy rebounded. They were accepting almost any job that came over the phone; product orders with insane blueprints with impossible delivery dates. Although Ron thought of himself as a conscientious, dependable employee, he also understood the reality of manufacturing; it was like a woodpile that never got any smaller, no matter how hard one worked. Being versatile just meant that you were given a bigger share of fires to put out. It felt good ... Read More»

'You want to get tips,' I explained to Marek, our Polish cleaner, 'You should be more a maid more like her.' Across the street was a girl of about 19, dressed in a fancy dress French maid's costume stumbling home, presumably from a party the night before. She was dressed in a tiny black dress, low cut with a short skirt, white apron, stockings and heels. Marek looked at me blankly. He didn't appear to have got the joke. I never knew how good his English was. Since I'd been working more from home and she had been more at work, my wife had encouraged me that it was worth giving him a tip to make him work better. My response to this was to jokingly point out the differences between Marek and the kind of cleaner I'd have liked to have had, but I felt perhaps ... Read More»