Thanks for all the positive votes and kind words. For those who voted negatively I'm sorry you didn't like my tale. You probably won't like this one either.. For everyone else, let's go... Hey Guys... I need some positive votes to get this chapter out of the dumpster! Also some comments would be nice. If you don't like the story let me know why so I can write more to your liking... Thanks Sarah... As time went on, Charlie and I were finding each other less and less interesting. I'd seen him jerk off so many times it was less exciting and just really more mechanical each time we did it. Finally one day we stopped. We didn't talk about it or even plan it. We just stopped doing it together. That's when I met John Fuller. By then I was seventeen, nearing ... Read More»

Kelly started to rock back and forth on my cock faster and faster. I could feel my cum starting to boil in my balls.We were both moaning in deep pleasure.When I felt I was at the nut busting point, my hands gripped her waist, I told her I was about to cum seconds before I erupted deep inside of her. Kelly's cock erupted as I was exploding deep inside of her. Her cum flying up into the air, landing on my face, into my open mouth.Her cock twitched and shot her load for 5-6 large spurts.Kelly collapsed onto my chest, her cum now on both of us.She looked up at me, smiled and said "That's what I've been wanting for a long time, I knew you would enjoy fucking my sweet, tight little ass. I looked down at her and said "I've actually wanted to fuck ... Read More»

Lover likes to tease me about how I am on a never-ending search for that which is sexy and tasteful. He believes the two are mutually exclusive. Most of our discussions on the topic come from the lack of lingerie that I own. Instead of corsets or teddies, I opt for lacy bras and panties. My breasts, natural to a fault, require underwire to make them perky. So, unlike the usual French babes who can run around braless until they die of old age with their barely there A cups, my D cups require more structure. And I'm afraid no one company has really cornered the market on really untrashy, underwire lingerie yet. Lover and I do most of our interaction over the Internet. We're separated by several hundred miles, so we do what we can, when we can. It had been a ... Read More»

Long distance relationships are the hardest, at least for someone as sexual as me; after one day of no interaction I thought my body was going to self combust. Brad and I had been dating for about a year and a half when he was shipped off to Iraq. I had made a promise to be true to my man, and I planned on keeping my end of the bargain. Besides, how much fun would it be to have all this pent up sexual tension just waiting for him to step off that plane? Poor guy wouldn't know what he had coming to him! Brad and I had ways around the miles. Yes, he was busy, leaving to do field work or search for the "bad guys" as he often said. In those days he would call me and check in with his promised ten minute phone call. These were short and sweet since there ... Read More»

I passed Jacob in the lobby of my building, going out as I was coming in. "Everything ok?" I asked... He just smiled and grabbed his crotch... "It is now" he chuckled... "Damn, tht kid is good!!" "So....is he ok?....you didn't kill him or anything?" I aded "He's probably sore...I mean after he sucked me off, I fucked him for almost an hour....he's ok" I took the elevator to the third floor and walked in to find "Dickie" on his belly on the couch, not moving. His real name was actually Eric, but he was such a cock loving little slut, I nicknamed him Dickie! Dickie was only 22, barely 5'4, and 120#...his skin was as soft as a baby, not a mark on him, and he had this incredible little bubble butt that seemed to drive guys crazy to sink their cocks into! ... Read More»

We arrived at their house shortly after 4pm knowing we had all placed some interesting expectations on the six hours we had been able to talk my mother into babysitting. Even having talked, joked, planned, and fantasized about this evening, practically ad nauseum, approaching their doorstep sent shivers of nervous excitement through me. I let my husband, Joe , take the lead, and he rang the bell. There were the usual hugs and greetings, but the atmosphere was definitely charged. Cocktails were hungrily consumed and smoke lingered just above eye level. We caught up on everyday events as Gillian and I prepared to leave the boys and spend an hour playing darts at the bar. Neither hubby was really thrilled with this idea, but it had been WAY too long since we had ... Read More»

As he struggled to hold on to the rope that he was dangling from, Robert found himself surrendering to the helplessness of his situation. Once again his enemies in the neighborhood had caught up to him and dragged him to the woods to be hung from a tree by his tighty whities. His feet were barely touching the ground and his pants had been taken. The thugs and their girlfriends had stayed just long enough to snap a picture and laugh at him and then had left him there alone to swing from the tree branch. This had all happened before, but this time there was little possibility of escape. The pain of his underwear being yanked up his ass crack by his own weight was intense. His testicles were aching and he was fighting the urge to urinate. He continued to hold the ... Read More»

About Alexis: Alexis is a twenty-three year old senior law student of mine, studying trial advocacy. She was also an outstanding member of the law school's mock trial advocacy team, which I coached. We came into contact with each other way too much. I kept having this feeling that she was hanging around me more than necessary, dropping by my office to ask odd questions or just to chat. She was incredibly bright, a gifted student who hardly had to study to make top ten-per-cent grades. She was also a very lovely lady, tall, statuesque, large breasts, narrow waist, and a long mane of blond hair. Her blue eyes sparkled and she had a ready smile with perfect white teeth. Her only flaw was a rather serious scar from the bridge of her nose down almost to her lip. ... Read More»

Our neighborhood is rural but there are a number of well-to-do families scattered about. The reason I mention that is that people frequently associate rural with a bunch of hillbillies. Not so here. The family next door is a mom with a master's degree in finance with a teen-age boy and two much younger daughters. Her husband died in a commercial plane crash several years earlier and a sharp lawyer did his stuff and she is now set for life financially. I'm certain she'd rather have her hubby back than the money but since that is impossible she is comfortable knowing she won't have to worry about where the next meal is coming from. The boy, Bobbie, is nineteen and skinny as a rail. He would never be described as good looking but he does have a nice personality. ... Read More»

Winter typically means cold, wet, and snow. In California it's quite a bit different. Winter means the grass turns brown and it rains (sometimes), behold the glory of two season climates. I just returned from a "guys" weekend trip to the mountains. Since its winter it's nice to actually see and touch snow when you're not used to it. Pretty much every winter this group of guys goes up, I'm the youngest usually, and they're all 5-15 years older. Not to mention they're all married. We usually go up in the fall for an amazing Oktoberfest which became a yearly thing. I'll never forget the first year I was invited to go up. I was dating a girl at the time (my best female friend, that was ultimately a disaster and emotions are completely irrational) and she was pissed ... Read More»

Hi everyone long i have been searching for a forum where people share their true sex strories not that fantasy false ones,let me start by introducing u to the conditions that led me to have sex for the first time about one year ago,as iam staying in my own flat and my parents work in another country and we only meet at summer holidays and at one of thoes i met this thirty years old girl who wasnt married and thats strange in our community-Egypt-then my parents departured for their work and me to my university then oneday she called me and she was very depressed telling me that she doesnt respect herself anymore because she had sex with one of her mates,i i didnt know what to tell her so i just told her that it's natural and all.then oneday she told me that she ... Read More»

The next time they met, The Chair had finally begun to look like a chair - albeit a chair with many perverted attachments. It now looked like a simple black vinyl chair with cuffs attached at several points. The base pedestal was now covered with 4 plywood panels that had been covered with a thin layer of batting and vinyl. These panels were secured to the base with Velcro, enabling easy removal for servicing. While in the normal sitting position with the leg supports together, the thrusting units and their linkages are concealed underneath the leg supports. Currently, a cable ran from the base to the computer that had been setup on a nearby table. In the future he planned on replacing this cable connection with a wireless link. A power cord from the base was ... Read More»

"Ahhh, the great outdoors," said Meghan breathing deeply. "It's good to get back to nature." "If you say so, "said Christy. She slapped at the mosquito that had landed on her arm and continued pulling gear out of the trunk of her car. They had packed enough to camp for a few days in the mountains, so there wasn't much to unpack. The sun was almost at full strength and Christy had discarded her jacket on the ride up. She felt exposed in a white tank top and cutoffs after being covered up all winter long. "Remind me why we're doing this again." "Why? We're doing this so that we can enjoy the fresh air and the smell of pine," said Meghan. "We can also enjoy pine sap and the smell of bug repellent," replied Christy. "We can sleep under the stars and roast ... Read More»

My first marriage ended in divorce almost 15 years ago. Me and the first ex just couldn't get things right - we were young, stupid, and hot-headed. I packed my bags and headed for Miami, where my buddy had started a boat-building business. My wife and my 4 year-old son, Jim Jr., stayed in San Francisco. Time passed. I kept in touch with Little Jim. Christmas presents every year. A trip to Florida every year for him. Phone calls. And, oh yeah, child support every month. Jim grew to be a big guy like me - tall, heftily-built, reasonably good-looking. There was some concern among my wife, myself, and her second husband when Little Jim didn't seem interested in girls. But, then, he went to college and suddenly it seemed like he was bringing a new girl home very ... Read More»

Ralph logged on nearly every night now when Dee went to bed. She got up earlier than he did and would often fall asleep on the couch during the ten o'clock news. On these occasions, he'd nudge her awake and hustle her off to bed with an, "I'll be there soon." She was usually asleep again before her head fit the pillow, and he would sit in the living room with his laptop on a TV tray, his hand wrapped around the thick, pulsing length of his cock and the newscasters' reports of doom and gloom muted while he communed with a goddess. Her name was Julianne. Of course, it wasn't really, but they pretended it was real—they pretended it was all real—and it was good enough for him. He'd never have believed a virtual connection could feel so genuine, but it did. ... Read More»