"Just lie down on the couch and relax, Marcia," Dr. Fagen said easily, "this is just our first session to gether so we'll use it basicly to get to know one and other and create a trust between us, how does that sound to you!?!" "Uh, pretty good, doctor," she replied while getting comfortable on the cool leather sofa that dominated the expanisive office of Dr. Harold Fagen, the resident psychotherapist at County General Hospital who specializes in sexual dysfunction!!! "Dr. Katzman sent over your file," Harold Fagen said candidly, "and after going over it carefully, I concluded just as he did, that you have absolutely nothing wrong with you physically, and that any problem that you may be having is most likely the ... Read More»

Wnere to begin? Im not the best writer in the world, but what the hell. I really don’t know what age I was when it all started but I do know I wasn’t a teen yet. Was I gay, weird or just curious? All I know is I made excuses to see females nake bodies. Whether it was my mom in the tube, who had beautiful brown nipples, my sister in the shower who had great tits and a nice “bush” or as I got older, looking at girls in the shower in gum. Anyway, one night it happened! My older sister, whos bedroom was right across from mine, wanted to talk about some guys down the road, I got in bed and listen for a while. She talked about their hot bodies and wondered what sex was like. I could only listen since I didn’t know anything myself. Soon she fell asleep. I layed there ... Read More»

I was in my mid thirties, happily married to a man who I considered my best friend and my sexual partner as we both had healthy sexual appetites that filled the nights well and I had the satisfaction in my job to make the days pleasant. I think I am fairly attractive, blonde hair, green eyes and I was pretty trim for my age; I've recognized the 'look' from men in public that said I looked pretty hot so felt pretty confident in my looks. I am the office manager of a large accounting firm and basically run the place, although I couldn't do it without a good 'team'. I had just said bon voyage to a young lady that had been my assistant for quite some but had become pregnant and wanted to stay home with her child and not work, so I was very happy for her, but ... Read More»

I just love reading all the stories here. It makes my pussy so wet thinking about all of the naughty people here. My lucks been changing so I thought I would tell you about it. My name is Reba and I’m what you’d call a ‘plus size girl’ with 42 DD with a belly to match. I have two teen age girls and my husband left me three years ago for a younger woman and moved out of state; so that don’t help a girl get any dick either. It looked like the cards were stacked against me. Don’t get me wrong though because I have been getting mine. There’s Stan, a service technician at work that I’ve been seeing over the last year. I am a billing specialist for a heating and air conditioning company here in Cleveland and we go to this cheesy looking motel near our work three ... Read More»

I'd just put on a pair of really short cut offs and a cut up t-shirt that was midriff and loose on the shoulders. I was shaved smooth all over and my long hair fell over my shoulders, making me look quite femmy. I drove down the interstate sucking on a lollipop feeling sexy all over. After a bit, I slowly passed a trucker, and gave him a good look at my long legs, all the while going crazy on the lollipop. He blew his horn and motioned for me to pull over. A rest area was coming right up, so I pulled into it and walked over to a picnic table. He had pulled into the truck parking area and then joined me as I sat on the picnic table still working over my lollipop. He was very friendly and told me what a pretty sissy I am as he ran his hand over my smooth leg. He ... Read More»

Every once in a while there comes along a piece of poetry that can capture the essence of a moment within its words. Sometimes these words languish undiscovered for years and sometimes they are discovered by someone with talent. Only then can these words of knowledge, passion and other emotions be put to music and become a true piece of art. Such artistic pieces exist in the words to the song "That's the Way Love Goes" by Janet Jackson. "Like a moth to a flame burned by the fire." These words have always had the power to put me in a sensual mood. They play in the background as your hands slowly smoothes over my body. And like a moth your lips flutter softly against mine. You trail a path with your mouth down my neck as you turn me in your ... Read More»

For a day that completely changed my understanding of sexual ecstasy, it began innocently enough. I was attending the American Library Association's annual conference in Cambridge, Massachusetts. The keynote speaker on the opening afternoon talked about the virtual libraries of the future and what role librarians would have in them. Afterwards, his audience met in small breakout groups. I found myself sitting next to an extremely attractive guy who was one hundred percent eye candy, complete with bright, carrot-colored hair and deep blue eyes. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties and proved knowledgeable and charmingly funny whenever he spoke. At the end of the session, we walked out together, introduced ourselves, and discovered that we were both staying at the ... Read More»

'm miserable tonight and it's my own damn fault. So I've decided to get drunk - really drunk. I'm also getting horny - really horny because I can see them in my mind's eye - the two of them laying on a bed someplace; their big soft boobies bouncing against each other and their long legs wrapped around each other's bodies. Their wet pink tongues are busy licking each other's clits and penetrating each other's hot cunts. I know how it looks because I've seen it before - in fact, shame on me because the first time it happened, I'm the one who set it up. Looks like my curiosity and goodwill have come back to bite me on the ass. I hate it when that happens. Carly and I are both in our mid-thirties. We've been married seven years now and we have three cool little ... Read More»

Chapter Three: Gomen Nasai Sierra stroked her fingers over the smooth porcelain of the unicorn statuette on her bedside table. She stared at the bamboo scroll hanging from the wall, but for once the cranes painted on it couldn't make her smile. One crane was stretched upward, while the other dipped low, as though bowing to his dancing partner. Isamu had told her about the cranes that dance, which was why she'd chosen this scroll. But despite his promise, Sierra hadn't heard from Isamu in a week. "Look at it this way," Tiffany said cheerfully, from where she was rearranging her closet. "He would have gotten bored with you eventually. Better sooner than later, right?" "Shut up," Sierra growled, clutching the unicorn tightly. ... Read More»

This story is a work of fiction. Constructive feedback is welcomed, as are suggestions and requests. Leave a comment or send me a message. I don't bite... unless you let me. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I'm going to try to avoid some of the words that xhamster ***'s out, such as f.a.mily, s.i.ster, f.orce, etc, but in places you'll just have to bear with it. When Friday finally came, I was feeling sick to my stomach from worrying. I hid it well enough, but it must have been completely obvious that the mystery was killing me. Mr. Smith chuckled as I entered the office early. "Eager to get going today, are you, Lucy?" I blushed. "Well, sir, I just thought if I'm leaving early-" "Don't worry about it, this works out just ... Read More»

HIS WIFE Tagert Prince stood in the doorway of his wifeТs dressing room and smiled to himself as he watched her applying her makeup. She glanced over at her dripping wet husband and offered, УYou better get a move on, Tag, weТre going to be late as it is.Ф He quickly started toweling off the residue from his shower while replying, УSo weТre a little late, those things never start on time anyway.Ф Now turning to face her husband of twenty six years Kimberly Prince admonished, УNow Tag, we donТt have time for any of your foolishness!Ф What Kim was referring to as foolishness was the rapidly expanding erection that was springing hard and proud from her husbandТs groin. УYou werenТt calling it that last night!Ф he laughed while giving his dick a quick fisting. УStop ... Read More»

The day started decent enough, I guess. It's amazing how quickly things can get messed up, seriously. Just in case you're wondering who this is, the name is Omar Saint-Vincent. I was born on the island of Grenada and raised in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Been living in Canada for twenty four of my twenty five years. These days I live in the City of Ottawa, and attend Carleton University. I'm a third-year criminology major, and hope to work in law enforcement someday. I want to make a difference. A lot of people say that but I actually mean it. If more Black men wore police uniforms instead of prison-issue jumpsuits, the world would be a better place. My parents instilled in me a sense of pride, both for my origins and myself as an individual. My folks, Abdul ... Read More»

As I removed my trousers my mind started to think about the naughty things I could get up to very soon. What possible delights that may await me today. With my male clothes now in a pile on the floor, I stand there naked with a completely hairless body, the recent full body wax worth all the pain I endured. My slender figure is something I’m proud of, but has caused me some ridicule from friends and colleagues over the years. There were many comments about being a wimp and how I should be a girl. Oh how I wish that had been the case. I grab my strapless black satin bra and fasten it at the back, insert my breast forms into the cups and with a bit of pulling of my own skin, create a rather nice cleavage. Next, the black satin corset. Placing it around my torso I ... Read More»

I’ve known Diane for more than 20 years. We first met in Indianapolis, when she was in high school. It was an all-girls Catholic school, and I was cast in a role in the school’s spring musical. We had several important scenes together, including one that ended in a kiss. I always liked Diane tons. She was really smart, had a great sense of humor, and was a totally hip individual. Diane and me stayed friends for a few years, but then we lost track of each other. She’d gotten married and moved to New York for a while. I also got married, staying put in Indy, buying a home, raising three kids. Eventually, I got divorced, then moved to Austin, Texas, which I’d heard was a pretty cool place and had a thriving music scene. I always had some aspirations to get some ... Read More»

Sorry i haven't been writing stories, I've been a full time slave of multiple mistresses the past year. if you read any of my other stories, you'd know my beautiful girlfriend/mistress Christy, who is my main mistress, Brittany, her friend from Denmark, is my secondary mistress and has moved in with us. My third mistress is Jennifer. Jennifer is usually only my mistress when one them are gone, but still often there. Often, all three of my mistresses are present to use me as they please. They own me, i am nothing but a toy used for their pleasure and entertainment. They dress me up in whatever they feel satisfies their needs. Be that they dress me up in women's clothing, lingerie, diapers, or nothing. Whatever they decide to dress me up in, i am to be contempt ... Read More»