Across the Boulevard…a young woman is frantically pounding her twat. She steals glimpses of Benny…she imagines that it is her pussy that he is fucking…she mimics his actions. She finally feels shes about to cum…she gasps as it hits her. Her orgasm quells her appetite for now. Stella. She is almost a carbon copy of […]
Chase stirred and I felt his cock twitch and begin to grow. He slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. A few moments later I heard the shower come on.
I couldn’t help but think about the intensity and depth that we felt in our encounter. I didn
As I opened the door he stood there smiling…as if he knew something but wasn’t going to tell. As if his anticipation for what was to come could hardly be contained. He set his bags down…grabbed my hand and had me sit down. Then he said…”Breeze.
…And so I set about finding the secrets to my scope. I am very good at this sort of thing and besides I certainly wasn’t going to give in. After a short time I discovered a zoom lense hidden in the tripod. I also learned that the tripod
…The moment our eyes met they were locked together in an unspoken dialog…it was as if I was gazing into a mirror reflecting love and hate. Pleasure and pain. Serenity and chaos. All there is and nothing. I was held captive…by my own desire…
I had purchased a body- stocking that gave the appearence that I was entirely covered in tribal like tattoos. I opened the curtains all the way back to reveal a pole (a portable pole for pole dancing *giggling*…who knew?). I turned on some “dirty d
I very slowly and deliberately take the scope and move it aside…quickly checking that I could still see the window. He was watching…wondering what I was up to. I stood facing him. I began to turn very slowly and when I was almost full circle I pl
I decided to run away for a few days. I needed some space…away from my world. So I flipped a coin. Heads…north. Tails…south. It was heads.
Once on the road…I found myself wanting to put on a show for my fellow travelers…just the thought of
The Pantyhose Stalker – Part One
Disclaimer: The author does not condone nor encourage forced sex. This story is purely fictional and is a segue into the darker part of the human psyche where forced sex fantasises dwell. T
My wife Connie, and I had been traveling all day in the car, through central WI. We stop for the evening at a single digit hotel, in asmaller city. It was midweek in the middle of summer, so it wasn’t very crowded. We check into the room, it was an
Some people might say my life as it is now is somewhat disturbing, disgusting that I’m going to hell for what I do but to be desired, to be used makes me feel special you are probably wondering what I’m talking about so ill start from the beginni
A Housewife: Shy to Hottie
Hi Every One.
This is my own life-experience that I am writing. Everything is 100% true.
It has been almost a decade now since our marriage and today I feel that I have the hottest and horniest wife in the world.
i still remember how it started. here i was 21 and still living at home with my mother and 3 sisters. i was a peeping tom and tina one of my sisters caught me peeping on my mother taking a shower. i didn’t really mind iw anted them to know that i was
I walked in to my room, opened the window slightly, and headed towards the computer desk turning on the black table lamp and laptop. After it booted up, I accessed the internet and checked my emails. Glancing at the neon clock ne
On my next visit to J and Silky, I was wearing my little black dress, auburn hair wig, black nylons, black panties and bra, and 5-inch black heels. This was at the request of J and Silky. When I arrived, I was greeted at the door by both wi
I had been talking at work to different gals daily for several years. We exchanged little sexual jokes at work or they would tell me about their sex life. I was much older than both, but we always got along great. One girl was called Kathy and was 44
Melissa lived in a six bedroom house with her five roommates. The arrangements were simple and easy. Everyone was cool even if you couldn’t pay the rent for the month the other roommates would put in the rest of the missing rent. T
Sometimes, I’m not sure if my ideas are good or bad. I’m standing here watching this guy pull his pants off. He’s got a huge cock. And I’m trying to work up the courage to undress.
“Dude, it’s going to be hard to fuck you through the
For a woman who’d just resorted to using her safe word, I felt pleased with myself. Marla lay on the bed behind me, laughing, and Brick had an obvious hard-on. I owed him. And thinking about giving him a blow job, telling myself exactly how I’d tak