Dear Beth this is Paul again. I just finished reading another email from Donna, I should be feeling nothing but shame and embarrassment but somehow Donna’s scathing emails arouse me. I am sitting here stroking an erection thinking about my latest failure in the bedroom and all the women I have let down. From: Donna To: Paul Subject: You Are Pathetic You need to stop acting like its okay when you are a failure in bed because it isn’t. You can bet ALL the friends I have told about it laugh. You are a fucking worthless son of a bitch. How can such a nice looking dick be so fucking worthless? Not too long ago I met Donna at One Eyed Jacks, it was almost closing time. Donna is hot. Not the typical closing time beer goggle babe. I had been drinking ... Read More»

I woke up on my stomach hearing the alarm clock at 7:15am. I looked over at him and lifted up a little to come over to him lying on his back. I kissed him after saying good morning then smiled at him, to let him know I wanted him to do what I find irresistible for him to do for me in the morning. I fell back onto my stomach spreading my legs pulling a pillow under my stomach as I bent my knees a little and he crawled behind me grabbing hold of my legs still in black fishnet stockings from the night before. I had my ass in the air and I buried my head into my pillow as I felt his warm dripping tongue briskly move over my asshole. I groaned and sighed as I take extreme pleasure in his tongue beginning to move all over my ass crease and I could feel his saliva ... Read More»

Back in the old days, I had to take my wife out to dinner or the movies or something just for a chance to feast my eyes on Kristin, our luscious little babysitter. We'd been using her services for the past couple of years now, ever since my wife got her phone number from one of the other mothers. Kristin was usually available when we needed her, her hourly rate was reasonable, and our kids seemed to genuinely like her. My wife Leah liked her because she left the house clean, and I liked her because she gave me a boner when she smiled at me. Kristin's a little on the short side and a little on the thin side - but with decent knockers. They were just big enough and really, really firm. She always came across as Little Miss Sweetness and Light when my wife ... Read More»

The auctioneer droned on, "who'll give me twenty dollar, twenty dollar, twenty dollar, who'll give me twenty dollar twenty dollar, twenty dollar. Come on people, we have a box of antique jewelry that's at least worth ten times what we're asking here. We have to move this stuff, so please, someone out there give me twenty dollars." Drew thought about it for another second, and then slowly raised his hand. "Finally, we have a bid of twenty dollars. Do I hear twenty five, sold, to the man in the blue plaid shirt for twenty dollars, he stole it from you ladies and gents, our next item up for bid is..............." Drew made his way through the crowd up to a table where he paid his twenty bucks and picked up his box of old jewelry and knick knacks. As he ... Read More»

You don't remember if you even had a choice. You do remember hitting Main Street on the first weekend of Bike Week, out with the girls from work. You do remember drinking a shitload of Margaritas and arguing with Kerri Ann about the number of bikers in Daytona this year. You don't recall when she imposed herself in your group or when she began to take your side, but she agreed that bike week was more spread out but also more watered down than years before. What gets you are those piercing green eyes that hold your attention even while the conversation shifts to other people and things. At one point, you notice her licking her lips as if she were the cat, you the canary, and a shiver courses through you. It is when she too quickly comes to your rescue, that you ... Read More»

Even as I write this I have to stop to catch my breath, because writing is a form of reliving, and reliving the intensity of my extraordinary last evening with these diabolically beautiful tormentors is almost unbearable – unbearable because of their absence. Somehow or other Gwen and Heather divined my essence and reached my core. I'm ashamed of this, ashamed of having found out what I want and wanted, and the only way I figure I can work through this is to write about it, in every memorable detail. I hope it doesn't become tedious, so bear with me. I guess the other thing for readers to know is that you really have to be in 'the mood' to be turned on by what I'm about to describe, you have to have that naughty horny feeling ahead of time... At least ... Read More»

Writing a narrative about one’s personal adventures and posting them on a website for the world to see and read certainly takes a bit of courage, I’ll have to say. But, the resulting e-mails and the very heated responses have certainly made it worthwhile. As mentioned in my posting here, I am a very married working mom of 47. My husband is now 70, and as a result of age, his interests have turned from sex to those of work and golf. Although he was a wonderful sex partner during the early years of our marriage, I found my sexual drive and interests have increased since age 40, just as his have decreased. This true confession deals with a real life sexual event that took place right after we were first married. I landed a job as a flight attendant a few years ... Read More»

Wow ! Some of the things I'm doing these days really freak me out. It's all pretty kinky. I remember when I used to think stuff like this was just trashy and really perverted. I never thought of myself like that. Well, not before I met her, anyway. She brings out the best in me - or maybe it's the worst, I don't know. Guess it all depends on how you want to look at it. Me and Jake got married right out of high school. I more or less just married him because I wanted to leave home. I liked him ok, but he was nothing special. Thirteen and a half years later, we'd both had enough (or maybe not enough) and decided to hang it up - no hard feelings from either side. It was just over, that's all. The divorce was painless enough - we had no children and he didn't want ... Read More»

"Mmmm...you're so delicious," Silvia said in a seductive tone as she licked the excess whip cream from the corners of her mouth and reached for another strawberry from the bowl beside her, all the while starring into Pamela, her roommate's, pussy. Her cunt covered over with pearl white whip cream, Pamela shuttered as she lay back and felt the pointed end of the luscious fruit slid down her pussy lips. She starred blankly at the ceiling as body tingled from Silvia's feasting which teased the delicate fibers of her between her legs. After swallowing most of the strawberry, Silvia slid her hands down Pamela's legs, her lips not far behind until finally her finger tips found her succulent pussy. She glided her fingers on either side of her pussy lips, and ... Read More»

It was strange having Jim and Krystn both gone for the weekend. Mark asked about them every time he thought about either of them. Sam asked why they needed to be gone so long. Sandra muttered under her breath about suddenly being old. I laughed, internally, at the notion that at any age after twenty-five a single year would make a difference and I laughed at how well Krystn had handled the whole thing. More than once I walked out to my truck fully intending to drive to the lake. I didn't. Even if they didn't see me I'd know I violated their privacy. Pat put a small piece of tape over her names on the sleep die. On Saturday night I rolled three times to find out where I was sleeping. I knocked on Margie's door and she called out, "Come on in." Her room ... Read More»

Gary Michaels had been very successful in heating system sales during his first five years with his company, however the past two years had been very disappointing. So disappointing, in fact, that he had been called on the carpet and told to begin producing or else find another job. Gary really liked his job and felt he had really been working quite hard, but that his "luck" had just not been there. He did all the required prospecting to find out who was thinking about buying a new heating system, but he just couldn't seem to close any sales. "Maybe I'm in the wrong business", he thought, but he knew that he had been successful and wasn't ready to throw in the towel yet. Gary was sometimes too concerned about the sale, and not concerned enough about servicing the ... Read More»

Bobby goes into the locker room to get his clothes out of his locker, which is next to Mike’s. There are a few other guys still in the locker room, but they’re on their way out. Bobby walks up and sees Mike pinning a centerfold to the inside of his locker... Bobby: Hey Mikey! What’s up? Mike: Nothin’ man. What you up to? Bobby: Just coming to get my stuff. Bobby: [Seeing the centerfold inside the locker door] Dude, what’s this? Cool! Mike: Yeah, ain’t she hot? Bobby: Hell yeah! Where’d you get her? Mike: Check this out... [Mike pulls a skin magazine out of his locker and hands it to Bobby] Bobby: Dude, no way! Fuckin’ cool! [Bobby begins to thumb through the pages while Mike sits down on the bench admiring the centerfold he just put up] ... Read More»

I'm sitting in my office, tired after a very long day. Luckily, it has been a productive one...I did not have useless meeting all day today, and my desk is almost clear. Wow, could it stay this way for a while, I wonder? I am tired, but pleasantly so. My thoughts wander away from work as I stare out the window overlooking the downtown pedestrian mall. It is late; everyone has left the building; and I see the long shadows from the setting sun streaking across to the east. It is my favorite time to be alone in my office. But tonight, I hear an unexpected noise from the hall. Probably the cleaning woman, making her way through the building. I think little of the noise and return to my fantasies. Suddenly, a shadow appears in my doorway. I look over and ... Read More»

First off, I want to tell you that the following story is almost completely true. I have only added a few spicy details where my memory of the actual events was a little hazy. My name is Serena. I'm a married 28 year old woman. I love my husband Derrick dearly, but he has a real problem with jealousy and gets mad at me when other men so much as look at me. He's also a bit naïve and prudish when it comes to sex. Needless to say, I am feeling sexually unfulfilled lately because there are a lot of things I fantasize about trying but will probably never get to do. I am very happy with my body and love the attention I get from men because of it. I have a close male friend, Jerry, who is dreadfully head over heels in love with me. Because of this, he is prepared to ... Read More»

Ours was a vanilla relationship for over a year. Sweethearts from the beginning, we clicked like the gross couple you loved to hate. We laughed together, we enjoyed the same movies, we shared the same values, and we both had blossoming careers as young professionals. It was perfect except for the sex. And that was my fault, with my chronic masturbation. I was always sexually exhausted or uninterested when she wanted to engage. This led to many fights and screaming matches until we finally made peace. She eventually had an affair outside of our relationship and when I encouraged her to have more, our lives changed forever. It took her the better part of six months to embrace that it was okay for her to explore other men, while I remained faithful to her. But ... Read More»