I just had another fight with my boyfriend and decided to hop on a bus to see where it would take me. I got on the first bus that came my way. The driver appeared to be middle aged and very stern looking. He told me to hurry up and find a seat and sit my ass down. I could tell this was going to be a fun ride. I still can’t believe my boyfriend cheated on me again. I’m going to get even this time with that creep. I looked in the back of the bus and saw two guys, they appeared to be having a good time, at that very moment I knew my revenge. For one night I was going to be a total slut. I got up from my seat and walked to the back and asked them if I could suck their cocks. They looked shocked and all of a sudden they could not get their pants down fast ... Read More»

My name's Mark. I'm thirty-eight years old and I'm a mid-level ad executive. I've been married to a total fox named Lisette for the past fifteen years or so. She's a part-time model, full-time party-girl. We live and work in Manhattan; we own a huge loft in soho filled with all sorts of toys and high-end tech gadgets. I love this city. I always have. I love everything about it - the buzz, the nightlife, the people . . . even the subway. Sometimes lately, I especially love the subway. Lisette and I have an wonderful marriage - it's a totally open deal. Hey - don't knock it - it works for us. Lisette is hot; she's really hot. She travels a lot for work. In fact, she's gone more than she's around. We both have voracious appetites. And both of us like variety in ... Read More»

I waited nervously on the porch of her dorm. I gave the lapels of my tux one last tug and looked through the window of the door. Where was she? We were going to miss our dinner reservation if she didn't hurry. I was just taking a pack of cigarettes out of my pocket when the door opened behind me. "Sean! You promised you wouldn't smoke tonight!" She scolded me. I turned around with a smile on my lips, but my mouth dropped open at the sight of her. She looked gorgeous! She had straightened her long, usually curly, hair and it hung smoothly on each side of her face, framing it. Her makeup was natural looking as always...all except her lips which were painted a beautiful shade of red. A red that matched the color of her low cut, tastefully snug dress. Her heels ... Read More»

* * * * * * * * * * This is the sixth in my “(insert holiday name) Birthday” series. The first five are “Valentine Birthday”, “Easter Birthday”, “Double Birthday”, “4th of July Birthday” and “Betty Boop Birthday.” In this episode, Mr. Marcus comes to the aid of Bree’s mother, in more ways than one. Of course, Bree is not to be denied. * * * * * * * * * * “Daddy, Breann just called. Her mom needs help lifting some heavy stuff. Can you go over there?” “Gee, Pumpkin, I wish you wouldn’t volunteer me for stuff like that. You know how fragile my back is.” “Now, dear, Mrs. McCarthy has done lots of good things for our family. It’s time we paid her back. Go on, get over there. I insist.” I was less worried about Breann’s mother than Breann. I ... Read More»

Needless to say, the plane trip back to Key West was just about the longest of my life. I couldn't believe what had happened in the last 12 hours. It was quite simply, a boyhood dream come true. The short time that we had spent in the car was the most intense sexual experience of my life, and my thoughts were filled with Babs. There was a downside, however. I was worried that starting a relationship with her may not be the right thing to do. (I do tend to be somewhat of a "worry wart") After all, I lived a long distance away, and she was just finishing a nasty divorce. Was I taking advantage of her? Maybe she was just looking for some fun after a 5 year "dry spell"? Could it be more serious than that? Was this a good idea? Jeez, I thought ... Read More»

This just happened a few days ago and I'm still hot and bothered by the experience, so I wanted to share it with you guys. For the past few weeks, I've been chatting online with this girl named Vikki, who I met on one of those local hookup sites. Up until now, I've always flirted with girls, occasionally exchanged some pictures, but nothing more came out of it. With Vikki, we started talking dirty with each other and before we know it, we were both really horny for each other. Turns out she's only 18 years old, living with her mom and was literally 15 minutes drive away from where I live. One day, I asked her if she'd want to meet in person and do some of those things we chat about. To my surprise, she told me that her mom would be at work the next day, so ... Read More»

After milena posted a request on a cumslut adding site, in order to quench her thirst of cum, she didn't expect any answer so fast. A sex shop owner organize a cumparty for her. During the walk from her condo, she can't stop thinking about semen, thick veiny dick swollen with cum, spurting theirs man juice on her face, in her mouth. When she arrived at the backdoor of the sexshop, it was opened with a banner where it's wroten "Enter here, ye who is cum thirsthy" As milena was aroused by the banner she entered into the room. As soon as she step in, the door automatically lock. Milena inspect the room with a bit of fear, the room only had a chair and a camera, and another locked door. Next to it On a wall a one-way glass allow her to see into a other room, ... Read More»

We had been lovers for at least six months. I loved his demanding passion, and he clearly loved my neediness. We usually fell into each others arms the moment he walked through the door, and most of the time we were screwing long before we made it to the bedroom. The sofa and chairs in the living room, the floor in every room, kitchen table, washing machine, shower, bathroom sink...we landed on whatever was closest. He likes to fuck hard, and he has great stamina, so we go for hours sometimes. I love the way he pounds my pussy until it hurts. I love that every time I move for the next few days, I still feel him between my legs. We usually go through two or three positions in the location where we land before we come. Afterwards, we wander into the bedroom and ... Read More»

I dangled my feet off the edge of the table-bed-thing and wondered if it had some sort of official medical name. What did the nurse call it? Examination table? Embarrassment station would be more accurate. Feet in the horrid metal stirrups that were set at an angle only a human contortionist could manage, dangling your ass off the edge… I sighed. Annual gynecological exams were such a delight. Still I did look forward to seeing Dr. Knight. I chuckled at the name. It must be wretched to be a handsome doctor with that name. The White Knight. The Knight in Shining Armor. Mr. Right Knight. Damn, but the man was gorgeous. As if the word “gorgeous” had been a summons, a knock sounded at the door and said stunning doctor slid into the room. ... Read More»

I hated delivering to motels. Every motel delivery we made was a guaranteed nut case, and usually didn't tip. I hated going to the Motel 6, because the seediest people always stayed there. If they weren't drug dealers, they were prostitutes. If they weren't prostitutes, they were living in because of some terrible drug habit. I remember I made one delivery, and this woman opened the door wearing all this black leather, and had a whip in her hand. She invited me in, and on the inside of the room there was this guy hanging from the ceiling in this S&M contraption. Needless to say, I was freaked out. I wonder if that poor dude ever made it out of there alive. One Thursday, I got a call to make another delivery at the Motel 6...woo hoo. The order was for an ... Read More»

Sometimes memories can be a good thing. Other times, they can be torture. Nostalgia is defined as a yearning for the past, often in an idealized form. The word's root is of Greek origin meaning "pain, ache" and it was actually treated as a form of melancholy in medieval Europe. I point this out because I have been battling with an intense feeling of nostalgia lately regarding a past "lover". I wrote about her in a previous post entitled "My Best Friend's Girl" about a hand job she gave me in a hotel stairwell. This girl's sexuality and passion rivals that of the most motivated porn star - at least in my memories... Currently she's engaged to a man much older than her, and while he is "nice" and "friendly", ... Read More»

Last night several things happened that were new and felt very good. One started when, after a bunch of handgasms, I was lying beside the Caveman and he let me touch his cock. Often, when he's concentrating on giving me orgasms, he keeps my hands from his penis (despite my best efforts to sneak down there). I'm slowly learning to accept this concept of uninterrupted concentration because I'm quite different. I like the sensations to be happening all over the body. I'll gladly have a penis in my hand or mouth while he's working on me. But he's a one-trick-at-a-time pony, so I usually keep my hands from the jewels until I get the all clear. And this way I get to go on his wild orgasm-giving rides if I don't distract him, so no complaints here. I go with the ... Read More»

Anne was someone who had been incorporated into our group by one of our buddies. They started dating early in high school and had an on and off relationship for a few years, and by the time things really broke off for good she was engrained in our group of friends for good. This story is probably her most memorable that I was directly involved in, and took place over the course of a weekend at a friend’s house. It started out like any other weekend. A bunch of getting together at someone’s place to hang out, chat, play some games/watch movies and have a few drinks. I don’t know why she did it, but for whatever reason, that weekend she decided she’d drink Gin instead of the regular. She’d always been a flirty girl, but she had dated a friend of ours, and ... Read More»

Alice was shoping for some jewels in one of the most prestigious watches and jewels store, Wempe in London, when she went all confused about what to buy or not. A stranger man who was in the shop, a handsome man in his thirties about 6 feet tall was starring at her with a malicious glance:”damn that babe must be one sexy little hot mynx.” He then approached her and then murmured in her hear with a kind voice :”Maybe you want some help? I know what kind of jewels beauties like you prefer.” Alice turned her head back and stared at man with festy eyes and then said in a soft voice: “Yes and what do you recommend me for my next set of jewels?” The man said with insurance: “Michaela Frey necklace, earings and bracelet will fit you like a glove.” Alice was blushing ... Read More»

While taking a sip of her white wine, Shari casually scanned the crowded tavern, all the time searching for her next “victim”!!! “Oooooo,” she said to her best friend Mona, “look at that cute guy at the end of the bar, what do ya think!?!” Mona cocked her head and gave the young man a quick once over and replied, “I guess so, Shar, but good grief, haven’t you had enough for one day!?!” Shari ignored her friend’s rejoinder, and like a shark honing in on it’s prey, she made a beeline straight for her quarry and with a big smile said, “Hi, my name’s Shari, I couldn’t help seeing that you’re drinking alone, do you mind if I join you!?!”Taken a little bit by surprise, the stranger stammered, “Uh, no, take a stool!!!” Shari plopped her plump bottom onto the padded ... Read More»