The last rays of the summer evening's sun played music through the blinds on the pale blue bed sheet as I lay in bed, waiting for Heather's arrival. Outside my window, to the west, the sun was about to surrender to the awesome majesty of Pikes Peak (I called it "Pikes Pink" on beautiful mornings). Here, in the serenity of my bedroom, I had come to learn more and more about my "Popsicle Girl," my dear, sweet Heather. The more I learned, the more I liked. Heather usually worked until 9:00 p.m. on Friday nights. I had already eaten dinner and she would have grabbed a bite to eat earlier in the evening. Without her, the bedroom seemed still and empty. Until I met her, boredom was never a part of my life. Without her by my side, however, I felt really alone. In a ... Read More»

Helen Boyer surveyed glanced up at the clock on the classroom wall and with a couple of hard raps on her desk with the butt end of a ruler, quickly brought her fifth period Human Sexuality and Family Planning class to order!!! "Okay everyone," she ordered, "please open your books to chapter eleven, page two hundred fifty two, today we're going to be discussing condoms and when we should be using them!!!" "Now, how many of you use condoms when engaging in sexual intercourse, please raise your hands!?!" "Well, that's almost all of you, but a few of you didn't raise your hands," she continued, "and I think it would be helpful if those of you who don't use condoms tell us why, so we'll start with you Judy, can you tell us ... Read More»

I had just finished a week long merger. I was as stressed as I could be. My entire body ached, so when, Richard, my partner at the firm had mentioned going to the masseuse, I asked if I could tag along. I didn’t have any plans that evening and I really needed to relax. He told me to be open minded about the whole thing, since they usually got ‘really’ friendly with you. I laughed. He was joking, right? I made a mental note to make sure I was going to be ‘paired’ with another female. I preferred the feminine touch. Richard popped into my office about ten after five and said he’d meet me in the parking lot and we’d take his car. Traffic is horrible and since I didn’t know where this place was, we both agreed one car would be best. I packed up everything I’d need. ... Read More»

So, it's Friday night and I'm getting dressed to go to the club. I take special care because tonight I'm going to find a woman and have sex with her. I need it badly. I've been celibate for too long and I'm tired of masturbating myself to sleep every night. So, I choose my clothes carefully. First my underwear. Silk? Definitely. Black? Yes. Revealing? Oh yes! I want her to drool over me as I make my approach. A black bustier with a bra that leaves my nipples uncovered. It hooks in front and reaches to my navel with long stocking fasteners attached. My panties are brief so that my cunt hair peeks over the top. Sheer stockings complete the first phase. On top I choose a silk suit, dark blue, cut fairly mannish to match my feelings. Tonight I will be ... Read More»

We moved to New Mexico when my husband's father decided to retire early from his business and pass it on to his son. I had visited here many times but never quite took to it. My family is from Maine. Thanks to the exclusive country club membership sponsored by my in-laws and a ton of charity work, I was able to quickly adjust and make some new friends. It was through these friends that I learned of the agency from which I hired Carmela. She was a strikingly beautiful naturalized Spanish-American girl whose speech sometimes sounded 'old world' with a slight accent. This young woman had the skin color of her ancestry, long wavy black hair and eyes as brown as chocolate. My husband stared at her in amazement, but she showed no interest in him. Good. Nineteen year ... Read More»

EMILY'S STORY - part 2 Hi, it's me, Emily Sterling again. When you left me in the last chapter, I was explaining about the 'close' relationship between me and my twin sister Kira, and why I feel so miserable. Melody, one of my basketball teammates had just finished cumming on my face, and now apparently Sharon, another teammate was going to take a turn. As I mentioned in the last chapter, too, Sharon was a red head. Now, I'm redheaded, but more of a coppery-brown shade, and my hair's cut short, even back then in high school. Sharon's was much longer, over her shoulders, straight and lustrous. Since her full name was Sharon Fitzgerald, you can probably picture her a little better. She had creamy, pale skin, with lots of freckles, some in places more ... Read More»

Several days after the non-consensual sex with Brandon, Camille stood outside of the pale green building with brown trim near the waterfront and wondered if she should have called first. Against her better judgment, she rang the buzzer. There was no answer so she rang it again and then once again. When Maxine Turner finally answered the door she was pleasantly surprised. After all, Camille had cancelled their meeting earlier that week, yet here she was. The woman from the bar, who shared the same birthday smiled brightly. "Hello stranger." "Hello yourself," Camille answered, letting her breath escape like the steam from a pressure cooker. "I got your address from your ID. I hope it's ok that I just showed up like this." ... Read More»

I woke up, and tried to open my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. What was going on? Was it so early that the sun had not come up yet? I tried to move my hand, to rub my eyes, hopefully to get a better view, but I found myself unable to move my hands. Then I realised I was bound ...bound by a soft-feeling fabric. My heart was pounding in my chest, my legs kicked off the covers, finding that the cool air of my room was making me shiver a little. My breath was deep and fast, but all I could think of was how I ended up like this. Then I heard her voice. It was Susan, a housemate from the floor above me. We had gotten to know each other for the first term of university, and I had known that she had a thing for me. We were constantly flirting with each other, ... Read More»

Prologue: Joanne has just confessed to her best friend Amy that she has taken steroids and the her clit has grown to many times it's normal size. After a quick suck session before school to calm the fire in Joanne's pussy, the two girls are nabbed by Sister Rachel, the high school principal. To the stunned amazement of both girls the old nun ushers them into her back office where she sucks Joanne to an incredible climax while Amy masturbates like a banshee while watching all the action. The girls think that they will now be able to return to their second period class, but of course Sister Rachel has other ideas! Our story picks up with the sister calling her secretary on the intercom and requesting that she join them in her office......... "Wait right ... Read More»

She was home alone for the day, her husband had taken the kids to visit family and she wanted a day to herself so she begged off and let them all go without her. It was hot, in fact Lindsey thought it was too hot. The window was open but the curtains hung lifeless not even the merest hint of a breeze to disturb them. The flimsy cotton sun dress clung to her body, her skin sticky with fine beads of perspiration. She had gathered her hair into a pony tail to try to get more air to her neck and shoulders yet stray strands still had become loose and they now also stuck to her face. Rocking onto the back legs of the chair she contemplated taking another cooling shower. Less than 2 hours earlier she had luxuriated in the cool water, enjoying the smooth contrast of ... Read More»

Despite nursing huge hangovers, AJ and Sami made it to the gathering for 7 o'clock that next morning; before they had left the house, however, AJ French-braided Sami's long blonde tresses, and then pinned it up on her head. "A little extra cushion for the brain bucket is not a bad thing," AJ said when she had finished and handed Sami a helmet to wear. The caravan was large, breaking into two separate groupings so's not to cause traffic issues; AJ and Sami were in the second grouping, and Sami-girl was having a fucking blast riding 'bitch' behind AJ. About a mile before the exit for their planned lunch break, AJ's group passed a line of semis and as promised, Sami had pulled up her tee shirt, flashing her tits as they passed the trucks, a chorus ... Read More»

It was a little after 2 in the morning, on a sultry Louisiana night when the big black Kenworth pulled up in front of the tiny, hole in the wall truck stop. The truck idled with a soft rumble as the driver wearily opened the door and climbed out. She was tired from the long miles and wanted nothing more than a hot shower and some coffee, maybe something to eat. It had been a bit since she had eaten. A bit on the tall side for a woman, she stood just over 5' 10'', but she was well muscled from lifting and loading her truck. She had worked long hours to be able to buy her own rig and become an independent driver. Now, she could enjoy the freedom that owning her own rig afforded her. She chose what loads to take, and where she went. She ran a callused hand ... Read More»

Her hands held mine, fingers softly stroking the wet, sultry flesh, as she drew me up from the bath. I her eyes was nothing less than love and lust, the promise of pleasure, mixed with the anticipation of lurid thoughts that consumed her mind with a frenzied desire. She'd never been this bold before, but I guess temptation was to much for her, I'd known about the attraction, I wasn't blind, in fact you could almost say to some degree I had been quite flattered, and maybe turned on by it. I loved the way her eyes would ogle at my legs, how they studied them, their slim trim shape, rising up, often seductively wrapped in glossy golden pantyhose, that disappeared beneath a skimpy short or tight skirt. I used to fantasize at night about how she'd sneak a glimpse, ... Read More»

* When my husband was promoted and we had to move house I knew I would lose most of my close friends. It was a new life and as I was in my late forties it worried me very much. It was made even more difficult as my husband had to travel overseas quite a lot which meant I would be on my own for long periods. My husband Tom couldn't see any problems and just shrugged his shoulders and said: "Well Margaret, this is where we live and you just have to make the best of it." I felt so alone. Then I chatted a few times over the garden wall with my next door neighbour who was about my age and seemed to have a lot of time on her hands. It was a godsend. I was so grateful, as she seemed so lovely and homely. She was a bit shorter than me at about 5 foot 4 or so, ... Read More»

I knew my package would be arriving today. I was so excited. I ordered one of those jackrabbit toys my friend had told me about and was ready to have the time of my life. I waited by the door in my robe. Why even get dressed, I was just going open the box and hop into bed. I’d been drooling about this since I ordered it online. It had everything from rotating, to vibrating, to heat and you could set the ears to your preference. I shivered just thinking about it. I know it sounds silly, me sitting at my dining room table, in my robe, completely wet thinking about a toy. But it had been ages since I’d had sex and my fingers were tired. The doorbell rang and I rushed to the door. As I opened it I saw the delivery girl, dressed in all brown. Her uniform was tight ... Read More»