I like sex. I mean…who doesn’t right? Thing is.. .seems like when a woman likes it…a little to much…she gets labeled or put into categories. And of course they are usually negative in nature. Tramp. Slut. Whore come to mind. But hey!…if that’s what you wanna call me just because I like fucking or just […]
As we headed for dinner in a cab, we looked the part of a tourist couple. Me in a dark suit, Cindy in a beautiful gown…we fit in with the many tourists, and the locals. We were seated at the restaurant, and ordered wine. As we chatted about the afternoon’s head turning adventures, Cindy was […]
We walked into to Lobby of the Marriott in Mid Town, with my wife wearing her short skirt and bikini top, looking quite the slut, with the scent of her arousal evident to those near her. The clerk asked if he could help us, but never took his eyes off Cindy’s boobs. We asked for […]
As Vivian took another bite of her Chicken Parmesan, she smiled at her date. “Thanks for bringing me here Tom. You know Italian is my favorite food.” “Nothing but the best for my lady on her birthday,” the dark haired man beamed. “Aw, that’s so sweet…and this wine washes it all down so well.” “I […]
The thought had crossed my mind a few times. But I always just kind of shrugged it off. It wasn’t “personal” enough. I wouldn’t be able to see the results…The looks…The excitement…The seduction.
I wouldn’t feel that rush that I get from expos
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Detacated to:The Redwoods
It was my freshman year of college and I was in a lower level Spanish class than I was supposed to be in. Little did I know how much I actually needed to be there. I walked into the building nearly shaking from the nerves. Would I be able to find the
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It all started out quite innocent enough. An impulse drove me to stop at a local watering hole. I figured a few drinks would make me feel a hell of a lot better…right? Work was the shits and it had been a long week.
I stepped in out of the heat.
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Detacated to:a great day th
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I feel a set of fingers give me a not so playful pinch to my ribs, which abruptly wrenches me from my blissful doze. â€˜Oww! Quit it fucker!â€™ I growl at the miscreant who assaulted me. Another pinch nips the skin on my bare hip. â€˜OWW
As I stroll along the path I can feel the eyes of passersby drinking in the details of my body. I am wearing a short pale blue silk dress. The sun causes it to shimmer and it appears that I have no clothes on. With each step and sway of my hips a tin
It was date night, her date night. A ritual that she had; once a month she had committed herself to enjoy an evening alone. No friends, no family, no acquaintances, no one. she was to be alone and just be, be herself or someone else if she desired