Shelly Haskell was a 19-year-old college coed and a very bad girl. She'd cheated on tests at school for years & years, got her friends in trouble whenever possible and, with the boys, she had been quite the little vixen cock tease. One day, Shelly was taking her Spring chemistry final when, low and behold, she was finally caught in the act of cheating. Mr. Hermann, her professor, caught her with answers to the test written all down her firm inner thigh. Shelly always liked to show off her legs. She was such a pretty girl. Shelly was 5'2" tall, weighed around 120 pounds, and had blonde hair with blue eyes, a very small, tight little heart-shaped ass and very firm D-cup titties. Glenn Hermann was a typical-looking, 50-year-old college professor. He was ... Read More»

It had been a month since Cynthia's first threesome experience with myself and Alain. She had just started to ask for the black dong again, now that the memory of the real thing was fading. She had told me that she had other ideas that she had fantasised about but had refused to tell me what they were until she had given me the surprise that she was planning for me. Despite my pushing her, she would give me no idea of her plans so I let it go. I guessed that I would find out in due course. *** It was late on a Wednesday evening when I returned home from a few days away on business. Cynthia had held dinner until I was home so that we could eat together and catch up. Over the meal she gave me a brief update on her week, and then we got onto general ... Read More»

"Girls, I think you're gonna enjoy today's entertainment," Billie Harris said to her Thursday afternoon bridge partners, "it's been a long time since we've had a really well hung stud grace our presence, but today I think I've outdone myself!!!" Kimberly Farlow crossed and uncrossed her legs and while asking softly, "Is he as big as Bobby, you know that kid that did your lawn a couple of years ago!?!" "I don't know about that," Billie said with a laugh, "but Jamel is much more, shall we say, forceful, than Bobby ever was, in fact, I think that you could say that he's really quite dominant!!!" "Oh, good," Marion Hart chimed in while stubbing out her cigarette, "I really liked Bobby, but he was so ... Read More»

The table in the Board of Directors' room at Cirrus Airlines was constructed from over twenty different varieties of hardwood trees, fitted together in such a way that the entire table looked as though it came from a single – albeit variegated – piece of wood. The table weighed over 300 pounds and encompassed nearly half the room. It sat twenty five people comfortably in high-backed, wide black leather seats around its perimeter. It was the centerpiece of the room as well as a virtual icon of corporate power in its very existence. Dawn backed up against the rounded edge of the table and pressed her hands to the smooth, hard surface. She placed her left foot on the seat of the leather chair to her left and then raised her other foot to the chair on her right. ... Read More»

Peggy and I have been married for four incredible years. We both married in our late twenties, I was twenty nice and Peggy was twenty eight. We both had our share of lovers before we met but since we married our sex life has been the best either of us could ever imagine. I’d have to say Peggy is a nymphomaniac. We always enjoy a little role playing here and there. Peggy likes to be a bit daring and during our ‘games’ she asks for bondage stuff, begging to be tied up and blindfolded while I fuck her. She also enjoys getting fucked in public. People call it ‘dogging” while strangers get a chance to watch us. I didn’t mind because Peggy responds like no woman I have ever been with when our sexual escapades get daring. One night Peggy went online and found ... Read More»

My cock feels soft, gentle caresses. Slowly, it is sucked into a mouth. I break our kiss. I look over the shoulder of my son’s girlfriend, and see a surprise. Quietly, my 28 year old admin assistant had come in the office, drawn by the loud love making, and knowing that I love to be sucked clean after making love, has stripped her clothes off. She wants to pleasure me while I finish with Sharon. She is randy, wanting to share in the next round of sex, and is willing to begin now. Sharon stiffens, looks at my distraction. Surprised, embarrassed, and not knowing what to do. “Oh shit” is her response. I draw her back to my kisses while Vickee drops to my cock, and takes it completely down her throat, washing me clean. Suddenly, Sharon becomes rigid. I look down ... Read More»

This happened about ten years ago, when I was mainly concentrating on finding my one true lover (Ha. What a pain in the ass that was!) and hadn't yet discovered that deep down I had a side to me that one would say was a total slut until this particular day, I had gone to the local boat regatta with a couple of girlfriends and for once, the weather actually cooperated instead of raining buckets as it tended to every year. Since it was only the regatta and hot, I had just thrown on some black shorts and a white one-piece bathing suit. What the hell, may as well be comfortable and save on a few pieces of dirty laundry, I thought to myself. For some reason, I always seem to had friends around that time that were either what many would deem 'normal size' (even if a ... Read More»

Author's Notes: This story is fictional erotica designed to be experienced by adults over the age of eighteen. I disclaim all responsibility for the actions of anyone not lawfully allowed to read this material, as well as anyone that may be disturbed by this material. * What you have to understand, before I go any further, is that Zach's not some 5'3" shrimp that just anyone can push around. No, this dude's a football player—he's two, maybe three inches shorter than me, but he's a pretty big guy. Sometimes we work out together, and I know for a fact that he can bench, squat, and deadlift a Helluva lot more than me. He's a Celtic guy from somewhere around Pittsburgh, so I can only assume he's pretty tough, too—but shit, Pittsburgh doesn't compare to ... Read More»

Let me start of by saying that do I love my husband, but.... We have been married for 11 years. He was only the second man I ever slept with. The first was in high school. Over the past few years our sex had become infrequent, unsatisfying and boring. My husband, I will call him Bill (not his real name) seems to care more about mowing the lawn than he does about my sexual needs. I tried to spice things up for him. I brought home sexy lingerie and suggested that we watch an adult movie, but while my sex drive has gotten stronger, he has completely lost his, or at least his desire for me. I have gained a few pounds since we first met and my breasts aren't quite as perky as they used to be, but I take good care of myself and make a point to try and look good for ... Read More»

Ah, what a life ! I was floating in our pool with the warm golden sun shining down on my naked body. I had a margarita in one hand and a half-smoked fattie in the other - and not a care in the world. I enjoy my life. I'm a Rich Bitch. It was late Wednesday afternoon. Benjamin (my husband) was out of town until after the weekend. If I was lucky, he'd be gone a lot longer than that. Adolfo (the pool boy) had just left, and I was wasted. Every cell - every pore - every molecule in my body was totally worn out, used up and completely satisfied. ) Yeah, what a life Benjamin and I had made for ourselves ! He and I would be celebrating our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary this summer. Pity we wouldn't be doing it together . . . He'd be kickin' back in Miami with a ... Read More»

Callista There were some advantages to sharing an apartment with someone else. Together, she and Seth could afford a much bigger place than they good alone. It was a big, elegant place, with two rooms, a decently sized bathroom and kitchen, and Madison's room had a closet that was nearly large enough to walk into. She had used some of her savings to buy furniture; big, comfortable couches of a soft cream, with throw pillows and a blanket of matching deep, dark blue; tables, chairs, and other various pieces of furniture in a light, honey-brown wood; and even towels for the bathroom in dark blue and black. Seth had liked the interior decorating. He hadn't liked that she'd kept him locked out of her room and at a distance since they'd moved in three weeks ago. ... Read More»

My wife Suzy and I had been married for just over 12 years when we were posted overseas with my work to a small isolated island. Suzy was still a very attractive 30 year old even though she had given birth to 4 children. She carried about an extra 10 lbs but her tall slender figure was in good shape. To see her naked was to my mind a dream. Her body showed no signs of stretch marks from carrying the children. Her breasts (which she was proud of ), while not over large were still firm and erect with lovely sensitive nipples. She still had an hourglass figure with a beautiful pussy covered with a black hair that never matched her professionally dyed blond hair. We had married young and because we both had high sexual drives we quickly produced children who ... Read More»

My initiation into becoming a BBC Slut came about in small steps. To the outside I was June Cleaver with a pearl necklace. In our bedroom we talked about fantasies that grew into watching videos. That’s how the idea of being given to Black men was born. One summer we decided to take a small vacation without the k**s. We packed my daughter with my Mom and went to tour Napa Wineries. As we went from one wine tasting room to another, I noticed a good looking black gentleman who seemed to be with our group. We struck conversation and I learned that his name was Luke and he stayed at the same Bed and Breakfast as we were. After a while we decided to dine together. Obviously, the conversation got sexy and mildly hot and the three of us ended up in our B&B bedroom. My ... Read More»

I took a further two days off work and spent a lot of time playing and thinking about what I wanted to do next. It was one thing fantasising about these things, but the reality is something else and I so loved it. I felt that I could go further, but was I mad!! I had been degraded and used in the car park, allowed myself to be practically raped and I felt I could go further. How could I? Where would this lead? I have always believed men were led by their pricks, now it was dawning on me that women could just as easily be led by their clits. Maybe not women in general, I was talking about me. I had never come across a woman with the desires my mind and body were expressing. It's like I had tasted the forbidden fruit and just wanted more and more. It was not the ... Read More»

It had been awhile since our sex life had any adventure in it and Jackie and I thought maybe turning 40 had something to do with it but just when you start to have doubts, something can always happen. Jackie got a call from Jill, a young girl who had babysat for us during high school, and she had asked if she and her husband Don could stay with us for the weekend. Jackie immediately said yes, as Jill and her were quite close. As for myself, thinking about Jill gave me an instant hard-on. Back in her babysitting days, I always made sure my wife took her home, not trusting myself with her. She was a petite little thing, probably not weighing a 100 lbs., but had the perfect little bouncy tits and a so very nice tight ass. With beautiful green eyes and a pouty ... Read More»