Your knees buckle as you realize you're not wearing your own nightgown. To make matters worse you are confident that I know that the nightgown belongs to Jenn. How could you have made such an obvious mistake?! You gulp hard and decide to be honest. "I have something to tell you about last night after you fell asleep babe," you say quietly as you climb onto the bed. "I'm sure it can't be that terrible Vix," I respond as I take your hand and pull you to me. With your head resting on my chest and my arms wrapped around your body you relive the previous night with Jenn. Your body tingles at the memory of your lover's touch causing the hair on your arms and neck to stand on end. "Actually," I say pulling your lips to mine, "I have a bit of a confession as ... Read More»

I was from Atlanta and use to living in the city but on occasion, I would take my little jeep up into the hills to drive around and have some fun. I was a small guy in size, only 5'4 and about 120 lbs and I haven't even had my drivers license more than a few months. I was VERY young looking even for a high school guy and I would get asked my age all the time. One day, I headed up into the hills just shy of the North Carolina mountains when my jeep started having issues, it was over heating and steam was coming out from under the hood and I knew that it needed to be turned off. I shut it down and stood there like a dumb ass, way up in the mountains and back then, we had no cell phones so I figured I would walk back down and maybe find a ... Read More»

"I specifically requested iced tea, didn't I, Nick," Cleo Carson asked her husband!?! "I think you did," Nick replied with a small smile of his face, "anyway that's the way it sounded to me!!!" Cleo Carson stared coldly at the frightened young woman who they had just hired as their maid and cook, and in a small voice she stammered, "I-I'm sorry, Mrs. Carson, I thought I heard you ask for coffee, if you want me too I can go get the tea!!!" "My dinner's already been ruined by your incompetence," she snapped while turning her attention back to her husband, "what do you think I should do with her, I'm at my wits end!?!" Laural Grant stood silently next to the table while her boss upbraided her, and much to ... Read More»

I was between girlfriends and not having much luck picking up sluts in the local bar so I got online and started browsing profiles on an adult dating site. There were several girls who lived near me and I sent a message to several of them. A day later I got a reply from one "Crystal" a really skanky hard looking slut that lived in my home town in Arizona. We emailed and chatted and after a few hours of nasty sex talk she invited me over. When she answered the door I could see she looked trashier in person than she did from her picture. She had that trampy trashy slut look that makes my cock throb. She looked like a cross between a trailer trash bar fly and a biker bitch, she was 45 years old, 5' 10" thin body, medium sized saggy tits and very long legs, After ... Read More»

Do you find that in this sometimes painful sometimes wonderful world of ours that life's pleasures are best enjoyed when they come unexpectedly? I do. That's how it was with me and Mrs Kellerman. Unexpected, and fine, very, very fine. I met Mrs K when I was staying at my aunt's house one summer. At the time immediately before I met her, I was in a kind of down-hearted frame of mind. Shortly after I met her I was flying high on my own personal cloud. Now, I have a precise, precious memory of this beautiful, curvaceous woman of, I'd guess around her mid-fifties (it is rude to ask I've been told), with a warm smile and a kind heart, not to mention a ripe full figure and accommodating wet and warm mouth, pussy, and asshole. Mrs Kellerman was a neighbour of my ... Read More»

Fynn stood at the dock's edge staring into the dark waters. It was just one week before his birthday, October 31st. Halloween. However, Fynn would not be there to celebrate either. There was nothing to live for. Better to get it over with. He thought of the water surrounding him like a cocoon as he was dragged down. Just slip away quietly, no fuss, no bother. The world would not miss him. He took a step closer to the pier's edge. The rain had soaked him to the skin, his fleece no protection, and he was shaking from the cold, unaware his lips were already turning blue. "You wanna tell me why?" a laconic voice had Fynn turning; his feet dangerously close to the end of the jetty. "What do you care?" he countered through chattering teeth. Suddenly aware of how ... Read More»

Dustin ran back inside Ortlieb's to grab his guitar and told his stage manager he'd see him later on. The set was a jam session so he wouldn't be missed. There were several in the audience dying to take Dustin's position for that evening. He explained that he had a dire emergency that needed his immediate attention. He did not mention that what was at attention was his thick seven and a half inch penis that was already leaking pre cum. He adjusted his fly as he walked back outside to Bria. She was waiting in her car; smoking the last of a joint she had been smoking earlier in the day. She was such a pothead. Dustin tapped on the window and startled her. "You gonna share some of that?" he asked jokingly. Startled, she rolled down the window and ... Read More»

He was standing against her bedroom door looking down at the top of her head. She had her hungry little mouth plastered against him. And she was doing incredible things with her tongue. It was sliding up and down against the underside of his cock. Her mouth was creating pressure around him he'd never felt before. His head fell back against the door and he closed his eyes. Giving into the guilty pleasure, he let out a little moan. The pressure increased as she slid her mouth down the length of him and met his pubic hair. He felt her shift a little and then she had a hand on his balls. She took one gently into her hand. Rolled it softly between her fingers. Her other hand grasped the base of his manhood. Suddenly, he was released from the hot wetness of her mouth ... Read More»

I'll never forget Homecoming this year. My boyfriend, Blake, came by my dorm to pick me up around 6 pm. He was in a very excited state and I could tell something was in the works. I asked him why he was so hyper and he told me that he was about to win the sex escapades, which was an annual challenge his fraternity put up each year to its members. There was a $2500 prize for the winner, which was determined by a committee of seven senior members. The way it worked any member that wanted to contest for the prize arranged a sexual escapade for the committee. At the end of the school year the committee voted on the best escapade and the winner got the prize money. Members of the fraternity could buy tickets to watch the escapade on the fraternity's closed circuit TV ... Read More»

hey everyone this my first time posting so i hope u enjoy my story.. so it was just one of the orinary nites where my girl and i where just hanging out and it was time to go to bed.. so we get into bed and out of the blue she mounts me wit ur beautiful body.. she is about 5'4 a huge ass and a nice rack. when she mounted me we started to kiss and make out and she slowly moved down kissing my neck softly and nibbling on my ear and then moved to my nipples where she started to nibble and bitting them this just drove me crazy she contuied down and started to tease be she licked the tip of my throbing cock and she flicked my balls with her and then she started to give me on of the greatest blowjobs i have ever had sucking myi cock hard and swirling her tounge ... Read More»

This is a largely true story. The two people are known to us and have asked us to write it for them. They want to let others know that if you focus on exactly what you want, and are patient, it can happen. We have obviously changed names and one or two other details to protect their identity.There is more which we are allowed to tell if readers would like it. We needed your feedback: tell us what you like about the story (if you do) and what it does for you. If there is the right response, we will work on the sequel. Meanwhile, this is THE LEARNING CURVE ********************************************** We had fucked for nearly an hour and it had been good. It aways was. We knew how to make it last.Melissa came three times. First with my mouth, our favourite ... Read More»

I love it that you masturbate to my writings. Usually these are rememberances, but occasionally they are fantasy. One of my secret fantasies has been to find you reading my stories. Catch you in the act, with your hand down your pants. We agree to meet at a hotel where I am staying while on business. I leave the key in an envelope at the desk and you have no trouble retrieving it. You are early. I'm very specific with what I want you to wear and when you are to show up, so you have a thrill of trepidation. I've never shown anger and tell you over and over I'm not mean, but you've also always done everything I said. You love it that way. You love the way I make you cum after torturing (there's no nicer word for what I do to you) all day - once for an ... Read More»

Peggy, and Susan were friends that roomed together at a local college dorm. My story begins when one evening they invited Kenny, and I over for a couple of beers. Peggy was a rather large girl, and neither one of us entertained the notion of sleeping with her, and Susan had a nice body but she was not a very pretty girl. Both of them have sweet personalities which is about their best trait. So even though neither of us would be getting laid my dance card wasn't exactly full either, we decided to go just for the beer. We arrived at their room about 6:30. We had planned on drinking all their beer, and then moving on to a more happening party. Peggy answered the door in a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt, her round face was red and breath reeked of alcohol. ... Read More»

Sara came home from work late, tired and cranky. It had been a long day at the end of a long week, and her feet hurt as she kicked off her shoes at the door and slumped into her favorite chair, her briefcase dropped at her side. Jeff, her husband, saw her sitting there from the kitchen. "Rough day?" He asked. "I don't even want to talk about it." She said. Both in their 30's, they had only been married a few years. But they got along well and shared similar tastes where it really mattered. "Have you had dinner?" Jeff asked. He was tall, with brown eyes, and broad shoulders that Sara loved to cuddle against. He still played softball on a league in the weekends, and was in good shape. "I had a late lunch. I'm not very hungry," she replied. "I just want ... Read More»

Mark walked through the madness of Bourbon Street Saturday night sober. He’d been trying for a week to get an interview with Queen Etonne for his New Orleans voodoo piece. Tonight his phone had rung, her rich Creole voice asked him to arrive at her shop at 11:30PM. Her shop was a local tourist trap. Though it had her name in the window, she was rarely seen there. When she was seen, she was remembered. She was a tall black woman with chiseled features and a slinky body. Most people took her to be in her thirties though dark rumors hinted she was much older. When he finally made his way through the loud, swaying and swerving crowd to the shop, he noticed it was closed. He rang the bell on the door, moments later he heard the lock unclick. Leaving the madness of ... Read More»