All Good Things After lying together on the floor for at least an hour, Jason realized that Nigha had dozed off in his arms. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead and made his way to his feet. He leaned over to pull his pants up, and when he stood again, he noticed something on the kitchen counter. He walked over to get a closer look and smiled at what he saw. She'd indeed thought of everything except the fact that they'd barely get 5 feet into the door when they returned from dinner and dancing. On the counter sat a Chocolate-cream cheese frosted cake with "Happy Thirtieth Jason" written across it. All birthdays before and surely after would pale in comparison to the big 3-0. Unable to resist, he swiped his finger across the frosting and ... Read More»

The night air was heavy with humidity and the temperature outside was hovering around 8o degrees, much too uncomfortable to be strolling the streets, so I dashed into a nightclub to relieve myself of the thickness of the heat. As I ambled through the doorway I could feel the coolness from the air conditioning inside begin to creep over my body creating a soothing calm over me. The lounge was brimming with all sorts of people, a good mix , arduous males, dressed for the hunt, and a brood of ladies, smartly dressed and looking very spry. The bar was full, with those who appeared to be drowning their days woes, engaging in brief, sporadic conversations with those sitting next to them. The tables were engulfed by groups, mostly ladies whom appeared caught up in ... Read More»

Getting my things together, I find myself daydreaming; my thoughts have been wandering all night. I think I am starting to enjoy this night shift. Especially on your days off, knowing your home; asleep; in that big bed. Oh but you won’t stay asleep baby. Grinning to myself I head out the door and to my car, still thinking and planning. We’ve known each other for years now. Friends first. I think at first you were scared of me. I wonder why that is. At first all we did was talk abit. Every time you’d come in, we’d talk, usually about nothing. Sometimes about your kids, or about what was a good deal. I remember when you got divorced. Then I got divorced. I started flirting then with you; and you’d turn red, especially when you heard me talking to my helper about ... Read More»

It was a warm spring day; a good friend of mine had invited Kelley and me to his house for beers and wine. On a last thought we took our bathing suits, thinking this may be the first swim of the coming year. The front door was ajar so we walked in as if we owned the place, and made our way to Jay's back porch. Grabbing cold beers from the cooler, we said our hellos and began the process of catching up. Jay was excited, he wanted us to meet his little brother who was visiting from Canada. His brother Chris arrived about an hour later. The most striking contrast was Chris being at least 20 years younger than Jay. We made some small jokes about their mother and the age differences. Jay, by male standards, is a pretty good looking guy, but his younger brother is what ... Read More»

I am a bbw. I have big breasts and a nice waist. I have brown hair to my shoulders. I like to write erotica especially dealing with submissiveness and masters. Just thinking of it makes me want to cum. I am 36 years old and live in the outskirts of our nations capitol. I love the BDSM life. I was initiated into sex when i was a student out of the country. I met the man and he became my friend. At that time I did not know what BDSM or slavery was. (Except concerning the Bible and the American Civil War) He was so nice he fondled me and led me to the ultimate peak. He kissed me and sucked my nipples and then showed me what he would like to do with me. He simulated his penis with his fingers in me. I came so hard. I had wanted that for the past few weeks that ... Read More»

When I found out I was accepted at the University of Michigan in Ann-Arbor, I was so thrilled. Because I had grown up in a really conservative, religious home, I never really got to show my sexy, crazy side. I always did what my parents expected. In high school, I dated guys who never got crazy. Then I met Matt, a hot guy who liked to get crazy, who liked to do wild things, who once asked me of I’d fuck him in his parents’ driveway on the hood of his car as the sun rose. Of course, I said yes. I loved Matt, and I wanted to get him off constantly. After high school, Matt joined the Army and he was deployed to Afghanistan. I didn’t like seeing him go. I knew I would probably get lonely, and I really didn’t want to cheat on him. He was a good guy, plus he was hot ... Read More»

I am a male, but I have a secret. In private I dress as a beautiful sissy and no one knows. I have a large selection of lingerie and outfits, that make me hard when I wear them. Recently things have got even more exciting, since I've discovered how horny performing things on web cam. I don't care if its cocks or pussy I perform too, but if I had to choose it would be a big fat long juicy cock, deep inside my tight ass. I love the feel of a big man inside me , f***efully entering me in my little panties. I also like a cock in my mouth, in fact bukkake I'd my favourite. Only dreaming of this, I wasn't to know it would cum true x It was late one sunny afternoon and I was alone in my b*****rs cottage. I had been there for a while and apart from a few people, ... Read More»

Thailand is the jewel of Asia and without a doubt a must stop for anyone traveling in the Far East. The people are not only courteous they are friendly, always with a smile and eager to help lost tourists. The food alone is to die for, not to mention all the nightlife in Bangkok. Another highlight is the reasonably priced surgery that has people from both Europe and America streaming to this lovely country. Bangkok was famous for another thing and that was why I was here. The sex trade was world renown, anything you desired could be found here. Whereas most of the sexual tourists came here with something in mind they desired, I wanted to try everything. I say everything but I did have some limits such as child porn and of course, whatever I experienced I ... Read More»

Nine year old Louise Wellington stood arms crossed and kicking the dirt as pudgy faced Timothy Cades high fived an equally pudgy faced Allen Lowell. Allen waddled over after being picked for kickball before her, again. Louise felt like crying but of course she wouldn't, had she done so she would lose all hopes of not being picked last. The numbers of eager faced children dwindled as more individuals were dissevered between the two opposing teams. The players within the two groups mimicked the usual pattern excluding a few swaps and replacements. "Today is the day, I can feel it!" Louise turned to look behind her, running her tongue over the empty space in her gums that once held a back molar, "Please, please, please." Fingers crossed and ... Read More»

As he entered the emigration tent on Long Wharf on the waterfront in Saint John, Canada, Freddie was in time to observe what must be the tail end of a particularly loud argument between Maria and Ralph Tinsley, two of the diners that he regularly served at the late seating in the main dining room of the Quincy Queen. There was a broad circle of empty space around the two. Other departing passengers were giving them a wide berth and turning their faces away from the battle as if nothing was happening. She, elegantly thin, well-preserved late forties, and European in look, was standing stiffly, arms folded over her chest and looking into the distance along the long expanse of empty tent space off to the side of the long line of passengers moving toward the tour ... Read More»

My name is Zoë and I am nineteen, I have three loves, good coffee poured over a vanilla pod, good books and screwing beautiful girls. Oh, while I like my coffee vanilla I want my sex to be anything but. I spend hour's hanging out at the local library and I know many of the librarians well, some very well. About a week ago a new librarian caught my eye. I do not know why. Her hair was a mess; she had no idea on how to use make up and her clothes, well she is fashion's equivalent to the titanic. Given all this I was getting quite wet and the telltale tingle was clearly present. I immediately struck up a conversation and fell in love with her voice. We shared a lot of common interests, books, sex and to my surprise spanking. After our chat, I sat at a table ... Read More»

It didn't take me long to notice you from across the room. Any man in a suit catches my eye and it was a bonus to find that you were so handsome. I looked you up and down several times in an instant, trying to burn your image into my brain for private safekeeping and future recall. Even now, after all these months, I can recall my first glimpse of you and it makes me hard just thinking about kissing those lips. I was disappointed to see that you had finished your latte and scone so quickly. I knew it wouldn't be long before you would be out the door and I might never have a chance to meet you. Luck, or maybe fate, was with me on that day when I realized you were taking a bio break. My only chance to meet you face to face had presented itself and I moved ... Read More»

Ironing! God, I HATE ironing, but the height of the pile of clothes awaiting my attentions had grown to such a level, that I needed to do something about it. So there I stood; unhappily, surrounded by slowly growing piles of neatly laundered pants, t-shirts, dress-shirts and sweaters. The contents of the basket were, thankfully, reducing to the level where I could think about other things. My task had been aided by soft music in the background, and elsewhere in the house the slight noises of your activities. You had kept out of my way because you knew how much I disliked this chore, and how grumpy I became whilst struggling through it. A smile crept across my face as I heard you on the stairs, and then your face appeared around the door. "Almost ... Read More»

I met him in the bar, right away I knew, I knew this one was special and that he was what I was looking for, which is strange because until that moment I had no idea I was looking. The music was blasting but at that moment I couldn't have told you if it was The Cruxshadows or Rammstein, every bit of my attention was on him. He was tall, I could tell he was a good deal taller then my 5'8 and slender but even from across the room I could tell he was strong, something about the way he moved. He had short dark hair and an eyebrow ring as well as a pointed labret below his lip and all I could wonder was how would it feel to kiss him with that small spike in the way. He was wearing black like most of the people in the place but his outfit was simple, black jeans ... Read More»

I had a girlfriend in college who really dug the whole sneak-into-my-dorm-in-the-middle-of-the night-and-fuck-me routine. Actually, it began as a practical thing. She lived in a no-male-visitors dorm, and, to make matters even more difficult, though she had her own bedroom, her three suite-mates were conservative bitches sure to narc on any male darkening the door. Thus, I had to sneak not only into the dormitory itself, but I also had to slip undetected into her suite and not awake the bitches. Of course, we had to have sex as quietly as possible, too, in nearly complete darkness. I later got my own place off campus, so we could fuck there any old time, but she was particularly turned on by the sneaking around routine in her dorm. Extroverted and one ... Read More»