TELL ME A STORY: PART ONE Erica Fry thought long and hard before making up her mind to go inside. Nervously she waited for the receptionist to finish up with a middle aged lady who was then ushered away to what must have been the rear of the offices. УMay I help you?Ф the young red haired woman asked. УUh I hope so,Ф Erica mumbled, УI read your ad and wondered if maybe I couldЕЕЕЕФ УIf you could tell us your story?Ф the red head interjected. УYes,Ф Erica sighed thankfully, УthatТs it exactly.Ф УYou understand the nature of the stories weТre looking for?Ф the receptionist asked. УAhem, I think so,Ф Erica replied almost in a whisper. УWell, just to make sure, read this,Ф the red head replied while handing several sheets of type written pages to the obviously ... Read More»

My name is Rudy. I am a 44 year old married guy with 4 kids, including 23 year old twin daughters. I got married to my high school sweetheart right after graduation. Other than a couple of brief affairs with women I met at work, my sex life has been nothing worth writing about. That is until last March when I fucked the company slut, Carol. Shortly after I got married, my father in-law got me a job at the plant where he worked. It was a decent job with steady hours and benefits. The second shift lifestyle is not healthy for a married person. Back then the legal drinking age was 18 in Wisconsin. We would get off work at 11PM and then head to one of several local bars and drink until the bar closed. I stayed on second shift for three years until I had ... Read More»

Let me begin this series by telling you that I love to bed older women. Not to say that I do not enjoy the company of women my own age, but there is something about ravishing a beautiful mature lady that really turns me on. MILFS, Cougars, Soccer Moms, I don't care what you call them; but I thoroughly enjoy them. But please allow myself to introduce myself. I am a single guy in his late twenties who recently moved back to my hometown of Philadelphia. I am 6'2, 200lbs, with short brown hair, hazel eyes, broad shoulders, and an athletic build. I have been compared on more than one occasion to a young George Clooney, but I personally don't see it. I try to stay in decent shape through running and swimming, but by no means am I a gym rat. I had lived in Georgia ... Read More»

We stand before the studio mirror. Mark is behind me; his strong arms encircle my torso as he gently but firmly encourages my rib cage to lift, to move, to become unstuck from the muscles that have gained too tight a grip. "Breathe deep," he says in his rich baritone voice that is just ever so slightly rough. As he speaks I feel his breath against my neck and ear, and I feel the warmth of his body through my thin camisole and yoga pants, clothing that gives him easy access to any part of me which calls out for attention from those skillful, knowing hands. Mark is my massage therapist, my teacher, one might even say my guru, and the object of some of my life's most persistent, exhilarating, obsessive sexual fantasies. He healed my body from a painful, ... Read More»

Being a recently divorced English teacher at the local community college had its good days and its bad. The bad were of course when students didn't get what I was trying to teach them, no matter what I tried, and the good days were better then I could ever hope for. The school that I taught at was a small Midwestern college, the class size stayed at around 18 to 20 students. That size class allowed me to give additional attention to any student that took the time to ask for it. I wouldn't go out of my way to help if they didn't ask for it, they had to take the first step. I was around 50 at the time and I especially loved it when it was homecoming week, all the school spirit and the happiness of the students really made my job enjoyable. What made the kids ... Read More»

I went in downtown to buy a book and the best way to get there without traffic and parking problems is by subway. I was quit happy to see that the book I was looking for was available in the first bookstore I went. On my way back while waiting for the subway, I notice a blonde girl near me with glasses, wearing a mid long skirt and looking at me with a friendly face. My first thought about her was that she look like a free minded girl seeking for pleasure. She sat near me when I got in the train, I then proceed to read some passages in the book I just brought, that's when I heard her say, "I love that author", I turned my head around and answered, yes he is a good author, from there we started a conversation. I learned that she was not from the city ... Read More»

I don't remember the first time Garrett and I talked seriously about having a threesome. It started out as just joking around. He used to point out guys to me in public and say things like, "I bet you would love to suck his cock." or "Would you fuck him?" When we had sex, he would coax me to talk out loud about wanting to be fucked by another man while he watched. It became a regular part of our lovemaking. The more elaborate and detailed my stories were, the more excited he became. Fantasies about fucking other men or fucking more than one man at the same time were already in my head. Garrett just made me comfortable to express it. The seed was there so-to-speak, he just watered and fertilized it. I met him my freshman year through a friend at college. I ... Read More»

When I was 18 before I went away to college I use to work at a family owned cafe. The cafe was located in a very small town, so small in fact that if you sneezed while driving though it, you would miss it. It was a fun place to work because the cast of characters that frequented the cafe everyday were a joy to be around. On one spring day a woman I have never seen before entered the cafe and she looked absolutely repulsive. This lady was wearing frayed jean shorts that were at least two sizes too small, a white button down shirt with a black bra, flip flops with green painted toe nails, she wore too much makeup and the blue eyeliner she had on made her face look like a piece of blue cheese. I instantly named her Moldy Mona. Moldy sat down at a table and ... Read More»

I just started a new job and quickly became friends with Carol. She was absolutely gorgeous. She was single still and loved having fun with her life. I was married in a open marriage. We started going out a bit, drinking and dancing. We always had a fun time. Carol was invited to a beach party and asked me if I wanted to go. I said okay and and that following Saturday off we went. It was a good size party, maybe 40 or 50 people. They had a bonfire, drinking, sunning and swimming was going on. I pretty much kept to myself, lounging on the shore getting some sun. Carol was off drinking some and hanging with some people. It was about 5 or 6 in the evening when I noticed Carol had gotten a little drunk. She had met a guy and was with him a lot. She came over and ... Read More»

My mom's sister Katherine (Kitty) lives in Carol Stream Illinois which is 35 miles straight west of where I am living right now. I moved into in a company furnished condo in downtown Chicago a few weeks ago. The condo came with my internship deal. It's a small nicely furnished unit on North Dearborn St. just a couple blocks from work. I have a great view looking north here from the 36th floor. I promised mom I would go visit Aunt Kitty as soon as I got settled. Mom wasn't going to let me forget that promise. I had met Aunt Kitty several times over the years. The last time I saw her was 8 years ago when Uncle Paul died. I had just turned 16. The whole family drove to Chicago from Maumee Ohio in Uncle Buddy's minivan. Funerals really suck, but it was ... Read More»

Alan stared at the paper for at least a minute, almost unable to believe what he was reading. The big red "C" in the left hand margin was like a dagger in his heart. This just couldn't be true, he had worked like a dog on this paper and after two years of college, he certainly knew high quality work when he saw it. Dammit, this paper was a helluva lot closer to an A+ than a C. How in God's name could she have given him a C? He had to pull an A to keep his scholarship current so he always put out maximum effort in all of his classes. He was about to raise his hand and ask a question when the professor offered, "If any of you has a question about your grade, I'll be in my office right after class until four thirty. It will be first come first serve, okay ... Read More»

As she walked out of the mall, she exited the store and crossed the street right in front of me. I would guess that she was 19 or 20 years old, and I watched her in her very short tennis style skirt, long legs and black pantyhose. She had a white silk top with no bra, large breasts and pointy nipples. She looked like a real hot slut. Her lovely long legs in silky hose shimmered as she strutted in front of my headlights, and I could see her white thong as a gentle breeze blew and lifted her skirt. I quickly backed into a parking spot and turned on my high beams and watched as she bent over and stowed her bags in her hatchback. Her high heels made the curve of her ass perfect. I parked and turned off my lights and then strolled over look more closely up her ... Read More»

Do you remember the first time you ever fucked outside? I do. I can still feel the cool summer air on my skin. My boyfriend and I were at a bar and left because we were so horny. We decided to walk home since the weather was so nice. As we walked past a local school, we both got the same idea to start messing around on the playground. He pulled me to the swings and he sat down, slowly swinging. I was standing in front of him as he slid his hands up the back of my thighs. It was then that he noticed that I had no panties under my skirt. This set him on fire. I unzipped his pants and he pulled me onto his lap facing away from him. I felt his cock slide into my hot, wet cunt and it was amazing. The thrill was expecting someone to walk by at any moment as ... Read More»

I called my boyfriend over, on a Saturday night to come to my complex unit that I share with my roommate since she was gone for the night. Told him I needed to be in his muscly arms. 20 minutes later, there we are, on the sofa fully-clothed in a sweet embrace. Whilst our lips are locked, enjoying the taste of the others mouth, we both start feeling each other through the material of our clothes. He unhooks my bra with my shirt still on letting it fall revealing my double D breasts. My nipples are hard clearly showing through my shirt. I reach for his crotch where I grab his junk with my hand letting him give a little moan into my mouth. With each time I rub his dick growing hard through his shorts, he takes my nipples and pinches them making me horny for more. As ... Read More»

My girlfriend and I went rollerblading on a bike path that runs through town but is pretty wooded. I don't know what it is about skating, maybe seeing her in a sports bra and sweaty and getting to look at her ass while skating behind her, but I was horny! So we took a break at a small wood bridge running over this little creek. We began playing around and I was standing behind her and had my hands up her shirt and down her panties. We decide to go for it, I slid her shorts to her ankles and off of one foot and moved her panties to one side and pulled out my dick. She had me put it in her from the back with her legs spread apart. We were still standing and on our skates as I pumped her. We were only like a block and a half from a school and we could hear cars and ... Read More»