Recently I had a college student move into the apartment next to mine. He was small, shaggy blonde hair, without any facial hair, looks like ever. Skinny with little muscle tone. We started talking while he was taking a break. I told him the normal neighborly bs. Then I went on about my day. Seen him and talked to him every now and then. I found out he just turned 18 and was on his own for the first time. We both enjoy sports beer and junk food. One day I was walking by his window, I just happened to look in and saw a skinny ass in panties. Pink boy shorts, my first thought was good for him. I continued to my place. I was looking to see how would come out. But I only saw him. Then i realized. The thought of that boy was wearing them turned me one. I decided to ... Read More»

Ashley's body was trembling so much she could barely keep still. Tasha held onto her, standing on the stool next to the table where the dark haired woman was riding the Sybian. Tasha crooned and cradled her head against her shoulder. "I can't," Ashley whimpered, shivering all over like someone with a fever. Her body was hot, flushed, like a little heater. Tasha smiled, stroking her hair. "Yes you can," Tasha murmured, fingering the controls. "Just hold onto me." She had turned them way down after Ashley's first—first ever!—orgasm, giving her time to catch her breath. Now she edged them up a notch. Just the vibration, not the rotation. "It's like a wave," Tasha murmured into her ear as Ashley squirmed on the ... Read More»

Once, when I was 18, I was home alone poking around the house with nothing really to do. I started snooping around my parent's room and found a box under the bed. I pulled it out and opened it. Inside was a pretty good sized stash of porn movies, assorted oils, lubes and a big12" pink vibrator. My eyes grew wide at this little discovery. Who knew my parents were so kinky? I knelt on the floor for a while looking through the titles of the movies they had. As I did I started to get really horny! I knew no one would be home for hours so I took a couple of movies, some lube and the vibrator. Quickly I walked to my room and closed the door. Once inside I stripped to my already wet panties turned on my TV and put the first movie in the player, then sat down on the edge ... Read More»

Lights are low, with that rosy glow so flattering to the complexion, head to toe. You devour me with your eyes, but say nothing, just that sly smile. "Come," you say, as you reach out and take my hand in yours. I am led to a sofa. "Water?" you ask. I say "Yes, please." The air in the room is electrified. In my nervousness, my mouth has indeed gone dry. I gratefully accept the glass. You say, "Let's sit." So, we sit. "You look lovely. Delectable." Why do I blush so for you? We talk; small talk, sly talk, suggestive talk, clever talk, intimate talk. Your voice is a narcotic, hypnotic, erotic. "You can come closer, can't you? Hmm?" Again, you extend your hand and smile. I move close to you. You ply me with delicious kisses, soft and teasing, gently ... Read More»

Since this is about me, I'll start by telling you a bit about myself. First the personal stuff: I'm female, thirty two years old. I'm employed as an IT manager in Orlando, Florida, a job I've held for about two years. I was born in Texas, on or around April 1st. I say "on or around" because nobody knows for sure. I was abandoned by my mother when I was an infant, about a week old, left at a fire station. I grew up in foster care in Texas. I was lucky. I had only one foster family I remember, a nice man and woman who at any given time had several other children of various ages in their care. At an early age I discovered I was good in school, which was convenient as my looks (I was rather plain) and size (always the smallest) meant I was ... Read More»

When my daughters were still little, just six and three years old, my husband started cheating on me with a young girl just out of high school. I figured it was just some kind of mid-life crisis, but after two months of screwing his young “lady,” he up and left me and the girls. He and Tiffany (That was her name) talked about going to California, but only got as far as Ohio, and they’ve lived there ever since. We don’t hear from him much and I sort of like it that way. I must. Heather and Shelby are 20 and 17 now, and I’ve had boyfriends and hook ups now and then, but nothing serious. Most people think it’s because I don’t want to expose my girls to anything like that, but my girls know what’s going down in the world. I make sure of that. I don’t want them to ... Read More»

Elise walked around the trashed-out house in a daze. Her normally wavy and immaculate hair that fell in waves over her shoulders was now frizzy and a bit disheveled. The funny thing was: she really did not care... She was having a good time, between the alcohol and the contact high, she felt amazing. She was glad she took a break from studying to check out the party... Tyler was leaning against the bar in the kitchen, sipping a red Solo cup. Some chick was talking to him but by the grace of the alcohol, not one word was sinking in. His blue eyes carelessly rolled over the living room full of drunken college kids. He smiled when he saw her: Elise Chambers. She looked around the room, just as unimpressed as he was. She beamed when she made eye contact with him, ... Read More»

The strip club was wild and almost anything goes. The girls were sexy and beautiful and loved to show off the naked bodies. The club allowed touching and after the girl was naked she could choose a man to fuck her right on the stage. Lisa was a popular stripper with her huge tits and nice ass and plump pussy lips. She was also nasty during her strip. Tonight she had a circle painted around each tit and had covered her pussy lips with paint. The color was bright pink. As she stripped she would rub her tits over the face of a man standing there leaving the pink paint over his lips and cheeks. Then she would tongue kiss him and move to the next guy around the stage. She chose one young guy to suck each nipple switching back and forth and holding his head tight to ... Read More»

As Julie lay next to her sleeping husband, her thoughts were about her black lover whom she had just left. Her vagina was still warm and wet and a little sore from the workout Jason’s rigid rod had just put it through. He had plunged deeper into her than anyone had ever before. In her mind she visualized the very thick purplish/black head as it parted the lips of her pulsing pleasure pit and stretched her tight white pussy as the muscles of her loins tried desperately to squeeze the invading onyx shaft while it slid slowly deeper and deeper into her love canal. She found herself on the verge of an orgasm as she recalled how wonderfully pleasurable Jason’s incredibly hard and enormous black shaft felt as the tip of its swelled head pushed against her cervix. Once ... Read More»

CHAPTER ONE Tommy Roberts sprinted through the kitchen and out the door. The 14-year-old was through the room before his mother and 12-year-old sister could even think to say good morning. He had no intention of riding with them to school in his mother’s old minivan and jumped on his bike, ripping down the driveway and into the street. He never saw the car that hit him. CHAPTER TWO “Tommy, Tommy, can you hear me sweetie?” Tommy could hear his mother’s voice but it sounded so far away and why did he feel worse than he could ever remember. He slowly came awake and could somewhat focus on his mother but she was still blurry and indistinct. “Honey, you were in an accident.” She explained softly, “you were hit by a car on your bike. But ... Read More»

June 29, 2019 Vanya was tense. "," he thought. He raced down the expressway. His wide blue eyes constantly darted to the rear view mirror, checking for followers. He had to cool it. Urgent was not him. Ivan Kirillovich Pravdin was strong, always in control, and never in a rush. If he was being honest with himself, he'd admit that that version of him seemed to whither away where ever she was concerned. She brought out a different Vanya; one he thought could have never existed. He took a deep breath and slowed the speed of the black Escalade. Although it was unlikely he'd get pulled over at this time of night, matters would get astronomically worse if he got a ticket. The city was crawling with feds; alerting them would cause trouble for his family ... Read More»

After Gwen accomplished at least two climaxes while impaled on my cock, she slid off with a big thank you smile and disappeared into the crowd. My legs were a little shaky so I found a nearby empty chair and sank gratefully down to a semi-reclining position. The chair was half turned away from the center of the room, so I was mostly concealed. I didn't mind, although I knew I was missing the passing parade of male and female pulchritude and semi-nudity that swirled around the room. I noted a fairly steady stream of traffic through the door that led to Leda's chamber and all those individual bedding cribs. It made me wonder if we were limited to one-on-one games, because the rooms didn't seem big enough for more than maybe a crowded threesome. But, being a ... Read More»

It had all started with the small wooden figurine -- and the slender girl, sitting beneath the Christmas tree, who now cradled him in her pretty hands. Well... no longer a girl -- but if you were to see her, you would understand my mistake. She still had the lithe, supple form of a young lady. Her fair hair -- the color of the very best champagne -- was piled high on her head, exposing the smooth back of her neck and her small little ears, from which dangled expensive pearl earrings. Her eyes were a deep blue. From a distance, they appeared almost black. So there she sat, on the parquet floor of the cream-and-gilt ballroom, her lovely gown billowing out around her, as she studied the carved little fellow. He was gaily jacketed in a martial red, his regimental ... Read More»

Once Upon a Tranny Art Kautz Copyright March, 2005 Bob was having a time with the winter traffic. It had snowed last night, the roads were slick, and all too many people were driving like they had never seen the stuff before. He had started out early in what turned out to be a vain attempt to get to the office on time. Conditions were worse than he had expected. The radio said that all of the Denver Metro area was now on accident alert, meaning that all you had to do was exchange driver's licenses and insurance information if there was no alcohol or drugs involved and if the damage was under $1,000; which he now assumed made everyone an expert on drug and alcohol use and an auto-body damage estimator. He pulled up behind a small truck at a traffic light, ... Read More»

My real name's Bethanny, but no one ever calls me that anymore. I mostly go by Kristen now. I'm twenty-five years old, but I look like I'm about sixteen. I've lived in Austin, Texas for the past two and a half years. I come from a long line of hustlers. My mama's a hustler. Her sisters are all hustlers. And their mama was a hustler, too; a really good one, I hear. That's where they all learned the trade - by watching her. Grandmaw Hazel was one of the best. We're all clever bitches - and we all still look really good - why not cash in on that ? I mean, no one really LIKES to work - do they ? Not when there's an easier way to get your hands on a little cash . . . As soon I got to Austin, I found me a car and a cute little house. I moved in straight away and ... Read More»