I got off the plane at Dallas/Fort Worth airport and my first thought after glancing out the window at the view was, “Wow, Dallas sucks.” Steve picked me up in his beat-up Ford F-350 and I joked about what a Texas redneck he was as I threw my carry-on into the back with the empty beer cans. I wondered if all trucks sold in Texas came with their own stock of beer cans and fast-food trash. “Very funny,” Steve said and pulled out into the most insane traffic I had ever seen. After five minutes, I frantically snapped my seatbelt on, much to Steve’s amusement. I swear, we nearly died six times on the way to his house. “How’s the dog?” Steve asked after I stowed my gear in his spare room. I laughed, because I know he hated my ... Read More»

Megan was excited. She was going to do something she had never done before. Megan's life had become very boring and she was going to explode if she didn't release some of her sexual frustration. Megan was putting on the finishing touches of her make up and hair. She looked herself over in the Mirror. "Not bad for a mother of two." She thought. Megan had large round breasts and beautiful green eyes. She had put on a little weight from having her two kids, but was still considered hot by every guy she new. Too bad her husband didn't feel the same way. "His Loss." She thought sadly. Megan was wearing a black form fitting dress that accentuated her lush figure. Especially showing the deep cleavage of her luscious breasts. "He is going to be drooling all over ... Read More»

Standing outside the hotel door, key poised in the lock, I take a deep breath, releasing some of the tension. I met him a few years ago online - him, manly and worldly and me, well, being me - lets just say two types that don't normally mix. Shaking my head, I still can't believe I'm standing here. Pressing my palm against the door, I take another deep breath, my breasts rising and falling rapidly. 'Now all I have to do is open it,' I whisper to myself, looking down at the key in my palm. Leaning against the doorframe, I take another deep breath, my nose twitching as I detect a hint of cologne... mmmmm... well at least he smells good. Breathing in again, my nipples tightening in some sort of primal female response, I let him fill my mind - Another challenge, ... Read More»

My name is Ken. I’m 32 and pretty normal. I’m five foot ten, hundred sixty seven pounds, sandy blonde hair and a mustache. I did say pretty normal except I have what is known as a ‘pinky dick’. Not an average or small dick, but a genuine pinky dick. When it’s at its hardest, it is barely two and a half inches long and maybe three quarters of an inch across. It is almost the same size as my little finger. My first realization that I was ‘different’ was when I was a young boy and I overheard my parents talking one night. I was in the kitchen doing homework and they were in the living room having cocktails. While dad read the paper, my mom told him she was afraid that my penis was grossly underdeveloped. She’d seen me as I changed out of my bathing suit. She ... Read More»

"Frank, you nitwit!" his exasperated wife Millie exclaimed. "You took the wrong turn, now we're hopelessly lost." Frank slowed the big Caddy to a crawl as he tried to make out a street number, but was having little luck staring into the pitch dark. "Now what?" Millie groaned. "Well, you've done it again. Now we're never going to make it to the reception on time. I told you to get directions, but no, you had to try it on your own, now look where we are." "Oh, shut up, Millie!" Frank retorted. "Don't worry, once I get turned around and back on the main road I'll stop at a service station and get some directions." He pulled the nose of the big car into a dark alley and was just about to put it into reverse, when both doors were flung open and both ... Read More»

Some of my friends think that I have hit my so called "mid-life crisis." Maybe I have or maybe I haven't but I have the hottest sexiest young babe as my wife. She makes all the men drool and they tell me I am one lucky-ass bastard to be banging that. I have lived here in Boston my whole life, fifty-one years to be exact. My name is Edward and my new wife's name is Lindy, even her name is sexy as hell. My ex-wife and I were married for 23 years. Diane and I divorced a couple of years ago. We have three grown kids. Diane took me to the cleaners, practically wiping me out. Thank god I'm doing well as a stock broker and a financial advisor. I do pretty well for myself. Thanks to a couple of 6 figure bonuses and a lot of hard work and long hours I was ... Read More»

Her heart pounded in her ears as she listened to the sound of her black Chanel pumps clicking on the floor. They were a constant sound, one of comfort, to one who was about to do the unthinkable. At least to her. She felt dampness on her upper lip and stopped at the Ladies Room before making her appointment. Once inside she dabbed at her face with blotting tissue and looked herself up and down in the mirror. Her hair was tied in a loose chignon held together by black lacquered chopsticks. It gave her the look of neat elegance but not one of severity. She had also opted for her small rimless glasses today rather than the contacts. She knew the librarian look tended to make men sweat at the thought of them letting down the hair and taking off the glasses. She ... Read More»

Her heart started leaping in her chest as she turned into his driveway, the full throaty throb of the Ducati between her legs vibrating rhythmically as she let it roll up the gravel to the front of his house. As she shut the dark black machine down, she heard the sweet silence of her surroundings for the first time and took off her helmet to look around. Sitting easily on the bike, her curvaceous body encased in jeans and a black leather bike jacket, she looked sexy - independent and strong, without the need for any man. Her curls sprang into soft ringlets as she removed the helmet and let it rest on the fuel tank, and her large, green, child-like eyes roamed over the pretty farmland around her, as she took a few moments to let her stomach stop flipping. His ... Read More»

Father John McMurray always felt a nervous tremor run through his body when winter was approaching. It wasn't the ice wind from the Atlantic that caused this sensation. Standing in the sacristy and preparing to carry out his clerical duties, with the first chill of winter pressed to his skin, his heart always leaps at the thought of what he would soon see. As soon as winter came, the body of the church was transformed into a soft heavenly ocean of fur, countless thick luxuriant coats of women young and old. As the priest would lead the faithful in their prayers his heart and body would ache with the delight that teased his eyes from every direction. His very conception of heaven was there before him, tantalizingly near yet far removed because of his station in ... Read More»

I am excited tonight. I have never been to your house. Up until now, our relationship has consisted of public meetings spent intensely discussing erotic abstractions, and a few hurried fumblings in my parked car. There's just not space in that situation for what I have in mind. I have been dropping hints in our conversations about my little fetish, but as you’ve said nothing to encourage me, I've stopped to reconsider. Although your invitation has given me hope. I fantasize about seeing a pair of handcuffs hooked on to your bedpost as I dress for our date. As I am in gleeful anticipation, I dress carefully. I pick items of clothing purely for their arousal factor alone. Black, latex, thigh-high boots, a matching lacy pink bra and panty set, a short black leather ... Read More»

Yuki stepped into, "The Black Adder" a little apprehensively. She wasn't used to going into clubs alone. She was going to meet a couple of her girlfriends here, but looking at the sea of gyrating bodies, she realised what a truly daunting task it was going to be. Pulling her backless halter down to cover her navel, she began to squeeze her way between bodies, determined to pick out Michelle's face. She moved along the dance floor, squeezed between hot and sweaty dancers. Mysterious hands stroked and caressed her, some accidentally (and others, not so accidentally), as she tried to move across the dance floor. By the time she got to the tables, and found Michelle, her body was covered in a thin film of sweat, her face was flushed, and her breathing heavy. ... Read More»

My wife and I got married when we were practically kids. Susan was 19 and I was 20. After being married for 10 years, the "flow" of our sex life looked more like a slow "drip". At about this time I got a job that required some training out of state for four weeks. About two weeks into my four week training period I was having a few beers in the hotel bar with some fellow co-workers and, after a while, I was left all alone and was about to go back to my room and await my morning hangover. That's when, for the first time in my life, I was hit on by another guy. Mario was staying at the hotel for business as well and he struck up a conversation with me. I was well into my fifth beer by this time and was oblivious to the fact that this good looking, ... Read More»

My girlfriend and I have been dating for about four months but all we've ever done was make out and fondle each other. We aren't usually very crazy but we had a little to drink and we decided to go skinny dipping with a couple of people. So we found ourselves sneaking into the pool at 2 am in the morning with 2 other guys and 1 other girl. It was really weird taking off all my clothes in front of other people. My girlfriend shyly removed her bra and panties and it was actually the first time I saw her completely naked and she was gorgeous. Everyone else actually got naked and we were all checking each other out. All the guys were getting erect, and I saw one guy had an enormous penis while mine is about seven, and the other guy was average, and both my girlfriend ... Read More»

Even while feeling the pressure of the rounded head slowly opening my asshole, I was having trouble believing I was in this position: flat on my back with my knees folded against my chest and a girl kneeling between my spread thighs, sticking the dildo strapped to her crotch up my butt. In fact, I was surprised to even be in bed with a girl. Two weeks before, I'd been relaxing at my "summer home" near Lander, Wyoming. It was actually late October, but I enjoy cold and blizzards, as long as I know I can go somewhere warm whenever the climate becomes overwhelming. Six inches of snow had fallen the previous night. I'd spent the morning driving around the ranch in a flat bed truck with my cousin, dropping bales of hay in sheltered areas for his ... Read More»

The soft glow of candlelight casts shadows all around her as she enters the room. She had prepared everything for him earlier. Set the stage. Laid out the props. She had even stripped down the antique four poster bed and recovered it in a single red satin sheet. She'd left a note for him in the kitchen. 'Strip, blindfold yourself, fasten the collar around your neck and wait for me.' Now as she stood above him. Her eyes moving down his body. He was laying on his stomach...a pillow under his hips. His hands and feet bound. A thick black leather collar around the column of his throat. A blindfold blocking the light from his usually intense, almost black eyes. Raven black hair falling forward over his ruggedly handsome face. She could see the beads of sweat ... Read More»