It wasn't that Miriam had actually "decided" to remove her panties in the stifling heat—it was more of a natural and consequential thing to do, like a serpent shedding its outer layers, exposing the vibrant ones beneath. Her butter-brown skin looked exceedingly Amazonian. Her thighs showed the tone of a tri-athlete. And the curvature of her back defined itself grandly as it worked its way down to the incredible cleft of her perfectly molded ass, which had been pinched and squeezed and lusted after many times, sometimes not always welcomed. In the sun atop her apartment complex, she dropped the satiny thong merely by standing up and rubbing her legs together and gyrating her hips. This was a trick she had used playfully many times in the bedroom, and ... Read More»

In a northern Ontario December evening a husband and wife notched another chapter on a romantic getaway. The following text shows the reader that sometimes, watching is more fun than participating. Especially when both partners consent to throw all morals out the window for one evening. The husband narrates how appealing and attractive his wife is and describes how she remains in total control throughout. What you will see is a carefully laid out plan and how it actually worked. The following is based on a set of true accounts and circumstances. Only the names have been changed to protect the sexual identity of those involved. Lori and I checked into a classy hotel room in a Northern Ontario city. We shared a hot shower together and both got dressed up to ... Read More»

I'd been watching her for about twenty minutes. She was different. First of all she was alone, and most women who came here were accompanied. If they were with a guy, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing-lots of swingers show up. And if she had been with another female it didn't have to be bad, because it didn't necessarily mean she was gay, but rarely was a lady alone. I'd been coming here long enough to spot situations with potential and this one had some. There were a few regular gals who came here alone and then meet up with a gaggle of other people, but she wasn't one of them. However, it was easy to see she'd been here before, she walked around with the confidence of someone who had knowledge of the area. She picked her path to her spot without hesitating, ... Read More»

Exhibitionist, attention-seeker, loner, perfectionist, minx. At any one time I can be some, or all of these things. I am not, however, a professional cam girl, perfect, confident, into meeting people offline or poor. I am addicted to the novelty of the unseen old man looking at my body and wishing he was 30 years younger; the ego-stroking that comes from a man, woman or couple 1000 miles away telling me they love looking at my naked body, or the greedy pervert wanting to pay me to strip, lick random items, dress-up, allow him to send me gifts, or any one of a million things these people can think of. Why this past-time? I have an over active imagination; it's always clicking over, and it's usually sexually-based thoughts speeding through. The online world ... Read More»

There is a certain type of girl out there. One who is pure, innocent and utterly sincere. While she appears deliciously sultry, she has never been seen without her clothes - not by a male. As a stunning, newly-developed eighteen year old, no man or boy has laid eyes upon the succulent tips of her soft, ripe boobs - her beautiful blossoms bursting forward from her chest in a display of raw, heavenly beauty. Neither have they spied the tender, sensuous crevice between her thighs - covered in soft, silky, pubic hair. She's yet to be caught without her clothes - to experience the thrill of being nude and appreciated. She is the embodiment of innocence and charm - a young virgin whose pussy has yet to be penetrated. Her soft, sweet opening is still to know the ... Read More»

I was with my boyfriend at his cousin's house, with the cousin and the cousin's girl. The lights were out and we were listening to the radio. My boyfriend and I were kissing, and then he reached in my pants and began rubbing my clit. It drove me crazy. At that point I would have done anything to feel his big hard dick in my wet pussy. He felt how wet I was and began licking his fingers. That drove me even more over the edge .I then grabbed a cover, pulled him on top of me, and proceeded to have the best sex I have ever had with him or anyone else. That night he made me catch multiple orgasms. After all of our moaning I realized that the cousin and his girl were also getting it on. On the same bed. Their moaning got me horny all over again. So I got on top of my ... 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»

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»

It was another fantastic weekend in Southern California. It was definitely beach weather. Things have been going pretty well with Jon. I think I have opened up the exhibitionist within him. He told me that wearing very little turns him on but was not really into being totally naked. We’ll see about that. We went to the secluded beach after I first dared him to go to the beach in a thong and he dared me back by making me go topless. It was fairly uneventful yet very exciting, which is why I am going to skip forward to this past weekend. Jon and I went shopping last weekend, this time for bathing suits. We bought matching black thongs that are made of this rubberized material. Not like latex but more like a vinyl. It feels so good. I purposely didn't buy the ... Read More»

This story is narrated by 18 year old Martin, a boy in a distant occupied city... The year is 1988... Dad was a head of the local resitance against the invading army. Alas, as all resistances in the region, our city's resistance was swiftly crushed by the invading army. The name of General Boulos was putting fear in the hearts of our citizens from coast to coast. No city was able to defend itself against his marching army. And not before long, our city fell under the attacks of one of his elite platoon. The invading army arrested most men of the resistance, killing anyone who resisted arrest. In less than a week, our city's homes were reduced to women and c***dren under 18 years old. All the men were crammed in the old hangar at the skirts of the ... Read More»

I’m an executive secretary for a local engineering firm, a single mom supporting a 21-year-old college aged daughter. Over the past 3 years she has worked here in our office, part time, doing odd jobs to help earn her way through college. Over this past spring break we hired a young engineer, an athletic good-looking kid of 24 just out of school. My daughter Darcy and he hit it off immediately considering there relative age, and were soon heading off to lunches together and really enjoying themselves. I almost always go out to lunch with other ladies in the firm, and it was upon my return one day that I noticed Darcy a bit flushed, with her hair just a bit tossed from her usual pretty appearance. A few days later, I noticed the same. I knew then that she was ... Read More»

After a hard workout with my trainer in the gym last night I hit the showers the warmth of the water soon relaxed my tired muscles and as I poured shower gel over my breasts I could not resist tweaking and rubbing my nipples causing a delicious tingling sensation in my most intimate area. My nipples are incredibly sensitive and I love to have them sucked and licked while my breasts are roughly squeezed. Despite feeling incredibly turned on I resisted the temptation to explore further, rinsed off then decided to relax for half an hour in the Jacuzzi. Retrieving my bikini from my sports bag I was soon dreamily enjoying the soft caress of the bubbles. My nipples were still hard from a combination of the attention I had given them earlier and the cool air ... Read More»

Jill awoke the day after college graduation on her floor and grabbed her cell phone, the only thing in the room besides her, to check the time. She sat up, blinked, and put on her hiking boots. She was still dressed from the night before and was ready to head out. As she walked out of her apartment, Jill barely paused as she hoisted her hiking pack onto her back and stepped out into the bright light of her last real summer vacation. Jill needed to get a cab, catch a plane, take a bus, and finally ride a boat to get to the trail where she would meet up with her fling from the previous summer. This would be a good week. She got to the airport and did all the normal things: Jill waited around, stood in line, waited more, had coffee, got detected and inspected, ... Read More»

It was a hard rain. The type of rain that soaks you through, soaks you even though you're wearing an overcoat. I had never felt so wet before. I managed to make it through the door to the restaurant and stood there in the foyer, dripping. The water poured off my hat onto my collar, down my overcoat, and on to my already drenched feet. I shook the water off and best I could and stared out the front window. This rain wasn't going to let up soon. It was 9 o'clock and I hadn't really had anything to eat since that late lunch with my clients. God, I hate business trips. The podium was empty, but soon a middle-aged woman in a dark dress walked over to it and asked how many were in my party. "Just one," I replied, trying to look dry. ... Read More»

Of the four people who had come home from the bar, Kurt and Amber were the only two awake. The others weren't exactly passed out from drinking, but were heavily asleep on the sofas in the family room of the home the two couples shared. Kurt had been the designated driver and had drunk only a single glass of beer and Amber, who isn't much of a drinker anyhow, had limited herself to two small glasses of white wine. Even so, that was enough to remove some of her inhibitions, and she had a grievance she wanted to air with Kurt. She believed his marriage to the sister of her husband was a happy one, but she felt that sometimes he acted as if it weren't. "Kurt, I want to talk with you about something. Can you come into the kitchen, though? I don't want to wake ... Read More»