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I don’t suppose I’m the only girl whose first sexual experience (other than solo masturbation) was with a member of the same sex. It’s obvious that when you’re having your first stirrings of sexual feelings, even if they are only directed at your favourite pop singer, it’s much easier to talk about them with a friend who is going through the same emotional turmoil. And is it any wonder that talking sometimes turns to physical contact and experimentation?I had a good friend called Julie, who I’d...
TeenYour husband’s new boss is throwing an annual Christmas party which you both were invited too. As you sit in the living room wearing your black skirt with a dark red blouse you are feeling bored and out of place. The boss’s wife and of the other wives are good friends with one another and while they are friendly enough they are also ignoring you at the present time. Your husband is engaged with his boss and co-worker’s so you are plenty bored. Since no one is looking you decide to take a look...
Your husband’s new boss is throwing an annual Christmas party which you both were invited too. As you sit in the living room wearing your black skirt with a dark red blouse you are feeling bored and out of place. The boss’s wife and of the other wives are good friends with one another and while they are friendly enough they are also ignoring you at the present time. Your husband is engaged with his boss and co-worker's so you are plenty bored. Since no one is looking you decide to take a look...
Alicia may have been sitting in her Friday contracts class but her mind was elsewhere. The first semester of law school had been difficult, but she was enjoying the new challenge. Her major problem at the moment was the fact that she was horny - so horny, in fact, that she was daydreaming in class. "Alicia?" Professor Martin was looking at Alicia. "I'm sorry, Professor, will you repeat the question?" Alicia fumbled, desperately trying to remember what the Professor had said while her classmates...
[ For something a little different than usual for me! ]I'd never done all that much 'anal' experimentation. I had, briefly, when I'd been a little younger but I hadn't since then---until I decided one day, on impulse, to buy a cheap dildo/vibrator at a local adult bookstore. I admit that the experience of buying it was a little nerve-wracking, though. It was my luck that the person working behind the counter that day was a cute girl about my age; and I almost decided against going through with...
Introduction: A quick and kinky masturbation fantasy! Authors Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was...
Here it is, a story that will hopefully satisfy you as much as it did us. My wife of 11 years is not much into sex after having two children, at least that is what I thought. She is 37 year old, 5’ 9”, 130 lbs. with a beautiful face, blond hair, a sweet pussy and just as nice breasts. She stayed home from work one day this summer and I went off to work as usual. She was planning on doing some cleaning and do some shopping. It was lunch time when I decided to go home and surprise her with lunch....
MasturbationFor a number of years I have used phone vibrators. Originally gifts from my husband which enabled him to excite me when our work took us away from each other.We live in the countryside and I can wear one in our large garden or when I walk on the footpaths which cross the lane in which we live and cross our neighbour farms.The vibrator is a bullet shaped one and is connected to a small phone linked unit which clips to clothing or a stocking top. Use of a mobile phone triggers about 20 seconds of...
From my bedroom in my two-story house, I could see into the window of Lucy’s first-floor bedroom. Translucent white curtains poorly guarded her window. The curtains were so thin that they were practically transparent whenever Lucy had on the lights in her bedroom. I doubt she was aware of how impractical and useless the curtains were. Through her window, visible from my room, was her computer chair. Whenever she sat in this chair, as long as it was dark outside, I could see her entire body...
We were three days into a week long visit from my two younger kids whho were visiting for spring break. It had been a pleasant day with the kids. Normal fun stuff, joking around, a long walk, catching a movie etc. My youngest child was complaining about her bedroom being too quiet because the fish tank at her mothers’ house made a buzzing sound. Immediately the older kids, including my 15 year old who lives with me full time, started trying to find solutions to the sound problem. After a few...
IncestThis story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.There is a time in every lass's life when she imagines what a big, hard cock-pounding would be like. There is also a time when she can't get hold of a cock for love nor money. And what does she do, in such a situation? She buys a vibrator. Or a dildo. Or a banana. Or maybe, if she's ambitious, a cucumber. I'm sure some lasses consider purchasing a marrow, too, but in my opinion, that's stretching it a...
First TimeHello all I'm on a quest for strap on sex. Although I have asked the people in xhamster to help I have not found anyone to help me. So I did the next best thing I went to the porn store to buy one. This was very brave of me I'm a shy guy and have never been to one of these stores to buy a toy, I have naught in the past did,s lube but never a strap on for mass. So I walk in and of course the two girls working in the store couldn't have been two days older than 21 and so cute. Now imagine I'm...
Over the past ten years i’ve come a long way from a sweet, innocent, extremely naive 18-year old from the deep south to, with the possible exception of my aunt sheetal, the best cock sucker and blowjob artist to be found. I left home when i was 18 to attend college . My parents were very strict; my father is an accountant and my mother teaches summer school and leads the school choir. They only agreed to my going to school there if i stayed with my aunt sheetal, who lived within a few blocks of...
LesbianThe Weekend’s Conclusion and a Postscript Friday night had been a revelation. At 8pm I thought I was popping down to the swimming pool for an hour’s much needed exercise. By 1.0am Saturday morning, I’d had that swim, plus three pints of beer, a curry and hot, passionate sex – all of this with a MILF (a genuine first for me, I believe) – one who just happened to be Emily Barrington, by childhood best friend. It’s almost embarrassing, but honestly, it was very natural, I simply fell asleep...
I recently met this woman, I'll call her Lisa, online we chatted for a few weeks back and forth and finally decided to meet for some adult fun. This was our first meeting in person... We decided to meet at a restaurant it was pretty nice and upscale. Although it had a very cool laid back atmosphere. The bar was packed with a crowd of suits and evening gowns. The tables were filled with couples and small groups of 4 or 5 people. I had made a reservation and requested a secluded booth or table so...
“What do you think about Mike?” asked Jenny.Marie shielded her eyes and looked across the park at the three boys throwing a football. They wore shorts and their upper bodies had a film of sweat from the sun and their teenaged muscles rippled under their skins. “He is alright, I guess.”“Alright? He is such a hottie, so cute and just look at that body.”“Sure, maybe he just isn’t my type.”Jenny looked at her friend over the rim of her sunglasses. “Do you even have a type? The last time you dated...
LesbianI’m going to tell you a true story, or at least as true as I can remember it. Let’s be honest here and concede that when we’re in the middle of something, we don’t stop to write down the exact detail, we don’t have a voice recorder to capture every aspect of who said what and when. So even in stories like this, we use writing skills and some imagination. As a writer, I’ve always thought that imagination is borne of experience, sometimes it’s our experience, sometimes it’s that of others. This...
My first sex toy (Vibrator)After my bisexual experience with JC, I decided it was time to buy some toy that would keep me company in my solitary games,the idea of having some kind of sex toy always appealed to me, but I never dared to go to the shopping sex-shop,(Many men see them as substitutes when in reality they are just a game that can give a lot, but that is very morbid to a relationship).Due to my work I did not have time to go to a sex shop, and in this matter it is not convenient to...
I had just folded laundry and was fixing to put my husbands socks away. I opened his dresser drawer to find my sex toys were in a disarray. Items were unscrewed, missing batteries and the purple wireless remote control vibrating egg was missing. I thought we just used purple egg a few days ago. I have asked him a number of time if he likes toys,but he's not the type to open up about sex. I really wish he would as our intimate times could only get juicier. I started to think maybe he is secretly...
"Shit, Avery's back," Scarlet moaned, getting off me. "Avery, this is not what it looks like," she said, putting her hands up."Really, it looks pretty damning, Scarlet. I thought you were my best friend, but now I see you're having sex with this cunt?""Hey, fuck you," I added, getting off the bed with Scarlet. "Don't you dare get pissy at her, and you better be nice to me too. I might be a flawed woman, but you need to respect me and not just jump to conclusions."Avery put her hand up, so she...
LesbianIntroduction: A man discovers how decisions can change your life years later It is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem, could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? Its hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But I would find out years later, it was actually events had taken place years before (when I was still in college) which made that...
They each took a side of me, but Avery still didn't appear to be all that enthused, though. Nevertheless, she did help herself to feel my left tit. She didn't speak, but I could tell by her vibrations that she liked it."Go ahead, Avery lick her nipple or kiss her. She's a sweet woman and not just the bitch you've branded her as, remember," Scarlet made clear, before I felt her licking my other nipple."Fine, Scarlet," she groaned, prior to bringing her head towards mine. "I don't hate you,...
LesbianI was always a good boy, never causing any trouble or needing to be disciplined. But then my mother came up with the idea that I might like to wear a dress, and I was terrified. I didn't want to be seen as a sissy or a girl, but my mother thought it would be good for me to explore my femininity. When she presented me with the Punishment Dress, I was confused and scared. I didn't know what to think, but my mother insisted that it was a punishment for something I had supposedly done...
"Hi, Avery and Scarlet," I groaned, coming to the table."Nice of you to show up, Penelope," Avery whined."I'm sorry for having a life, whiny-ass, just because you two nerds love homework doesn't mean I have to spend every second working on some stupid shit," I bitched, sitting with them and dropping my bag on it too. "So, where are you two now?""I'm working on The Civil War, Avery is working on the Revolutionary War, and you're supposed to work on the Vietnam war, Penelope. We fully know the...
LesbianIt is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem; could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? It's hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But as I would find out years later, events had taken place years before which made that questionably fateful day a reality. I was in my mid 30's (36 to be exact) and had made a very good living for myself. I...
Avery Black was born in San Fransico, California, on July 17th, 1992. San Fran isn't a porn capital such as Las Vegas or Los Angeles, but it is an adjunct. All those freewheeling gays put energy in the air that affects even straights. People get their fuck on in San Fran, and it shows.An Asian Sex Doll with a HeartbeatNot much is known about this raven-haired Asian beauty other than that she's sexy as fuck, can ride a dick, and loves to make men hard. That's all I need to know, honestly. What...
Twitter Porn AccountsSeries 9, Episode 12: Avery Gowling (23), from Slough We open with more of our smooth drone footage – this time flying over Slough town center – a hive of British commuter-belt activity. Flying over a huge Tesco superstore, more cars and shoppers ... Over the train station, hundreds of passengers boarding a rush hour train into London... Then dropping all the way down toward street level on a cleared construction site, behind a two-meter-high fence. As we drop down toward the ground, we...
I wound up in California, working only as a receptionist for an independently owned soft porn company. The idea of being a porn star was simply disgusting to me. I hadn't watched much porn in my days, just the HBO after-hour specials at friends' houses after parties, but all the women looked trashy and used. They had to wear loads of make-up on their 36-year-old faces to hide the years of drug abuse on their bodies and to make them look decent enough to fuck. Their tits were sagging,...
I lost touch with Em very early on after leaving for university, we bumped into each other once or twice in the holidays perhaps, but always when we were in the middle of shopping or something else, and with no time. These were the days before Facebook or even mobile technology, so it’s not just that we had no particular reason to keep in touch – we didn’t really have the means to do so either. Beyond the age of writing letters, but not yet the age of the text message – we were quite a sad...
Chapter 5: In the Pub and What Happened Next Em got to the pub before me, but was waiting for me in the car park. As tempted as I was to start asking questions, I kept my counsel, the evening had already taken so many different and unexpected turns, I didn’t want it to take a wrong one. I slipped my arm around Em’s shoulder and gave her a quick squeeze and again she turn to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. We went into the pub together, and it struck me that this was the first time...
Confessions and Giving in After the best part of eighteen years, I’ve been reunited with my childhood best friend, Emily, a school friend and swimming partner. It came about because after a failed marriage, I moved back to my home town, it came about also because my mother encouraged me to rediscover the swimming pool, a place where I’d been happy and comfortable as a growing child and teenager. Em was at the pool, and we swam together and raced again. Then, somehow, we were suddenly very...
Chapter 4: The Swimming Pool It had been nigh on eighteen years earlier that I had left the town’s swimming club to concentrate on my school work. Having returned to my hometown from an abandoned life in London, I had been encouraged by my mother, and a visit to the pool of my youth, to return for the adults-only Friday night swim. Not that I’d abandoned swimming completely in the meantime, of course – I doubt anyone who has swam seriously can ever give up the bug completely, as it’s such a...
Before I proceed with Chapter 2, I need to introduce you to Emily, or Em. It will be two more instalments before she returns to the story properly, but it will help you to understand the scope of my history, and where it is going. Emily Barrington – Em – my teenage best girlfriend, that is, best friend who happens to be a girl. We were both school friends and swimming team mates from the age of 10 or 11 to when I dropped out from the club at 17. As teenagers, we spent a lot of time together....
Becca had a brother. He was sixteen years old, and very sexy. At six foot six inches, he towered over most people. He had long, blonde hair that he would swish out of his face while he played his guitar. Macy ADORED her brother,Avery. Little did she know, he adored her too. One day, Becca had just got home from a track meet. She had just won first place in long distance running, and she was on the high school team! Random pieces of hair stuck out from her previously perfect ponytail. ...
Jenny had been given the assignment that every other girl at the magazine had wanted, testing twelve of the latest vibrators, what a wonderful way to spend a week!? Well, that was until her best friend Autumn, had told her about the latest in a long line of fuck buddies, or in this case, suck buddies. Knowing that Jenny was working on this assignment, she had explained in great detail the abilities that Luke possessed. Such was the speed and movement of his tongue, Autumn had nicknamed him The...
My name is Jim. I love fucking white femboys and crossdressers with my black dick. I first saw porn when I was way too young, thanks to a step brother. I grew up watching girls scream and moan from hard anal. Soon anal was all I wanted to watch. When I was a teen, we got the internet. I first saw transsexual porn then. I loved to see their big tits and nipples, their made up faces and long hair, their asses and sexy legs, their high heels, and their big cocks. When I was young, I...
You like nice sexy lingerie and you have a lot of it?Hmm but you like to wear it right?When do you wear it?Never when you go out?Hmmm Gorgeous!!!!Imaging you wearing this with a black short skirt and a dark blouse...High heels and going out for dinner with me...You would be my sexy date we would go to a quiet but nice restaurantcandle lights on the table....and I would place you with your back to the personal and the other visitors...You drink wine ? Red or white?A white one then, I order...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. There is a time in every lass’s life when she imagines what a big, hard cock-pounding would be like. There is also a time when she can’t get hold of a cock for love nor money. And what does she do, in such a situation? She buys a vibrator. Or a dildo. Or a banana. Or maybe, if she’s ambitious, a cucumber. I’m sure some lasses consider purchasing a marrow, too, but in my opinion, that’s stretching it...
There was no way in hell I was getting any sleep tonight. The hum and drive of my sister’s vibrator was as clear as a day, ringing in my ears making sleep impossible. Our rooms were right next to each others, every sound it seems was magnified as I stared up at the ceiling trying not to concentrate on my hard on from hell, or the fact that my balls were nearly blue from lack of relief. Images of my sister’s small, delicate hand holding her toy, of her slipping it down to her tight whole...
There was no way in hell I was getting any sleep tonight. The hum and drive of my sister’s vibrator was as clear as a day, ringing in my ears making sleep impossible. Our rooms were right next to each others, every sound it seems was magnified as I stared up at the ceiling trying not to concentrate on my hard on from hell, or the fact that my balls were nearly blue from lack of relief. Images of my sister’s small, delicate hand holding her toy, of her slipping it down to her tight whole...
IncestThis story starts with my boyfriend and I. First, let me describe us. I am a 5'7", 21-year-old woman. I have 32DD tits, a firm ass, a flat stomach, long brown hair, and green eyes. My boyfriend, I'll call him Kenneth, is 6'2", 22 years old, has a six pack, shaggy brown hair, brown eyes, and a 9-inch dick. He and I had been dating about seven months when we decided to spice up our sex life. So, he bought me a vibrator. Not just any vibrator. An 8 inch, silicone, silent, rabbit vibrator. It came...
Straight SexBefore I start I must tell you a little about myself. I am a Turkish Stud body-builder with huge hard hung cock who has a extraordinary desire for married wives. My experience tells me that most, if possibly not all have a deep desire to taste the "forbidden fruit" of huge thick hard muscled turkish cock. Let me tell you of my latest conquest.I work as a social worker in a large metropolitan hospital. My education includes a Doctorate Degree in Psychology; and a Masters Degree in Social...
Reddit Huge Boobs, aka r/HugeBoobs! Men have evolved to pick up on a lot of visual cues as animals - pretty much every man can see a snake in the grass peripherally, as well as ass and titties. I know that I personally look at ass and titties as much as I can because they just draw my attention very strongly and make me almost immediately focus on them, and it's obviously the case of every other man in the world, but this phenomenon has evolved into a civil war of sorts over time....
Reddit NSFW ListThey Are Huge! If you are a giant titty lover like I am, then you probably find yourself hitting the ‘big tits’ categories and relevant tags every time you visit a tube site. You have an unquenching appetite too, and it’s probably not enough for you! You want to see videos that only feature big boobies!They Are Huge has heard your cries. That is why they provide only videos featuring big tittied women getting as nasty as you want them to be for your stroking sessions. Oh, you seriously think...
Big Tits Porn SitesKatie reached her dorm at the stroke of midnight. After asking for directions, taking elevators, and bumping into multiple make out sessions. She was finally here. She was ready to lay down and go to sleep, hopefully she didn;t have a loud roommate that'd keep her up all night. She pulled out her room key and opened the door. The room was dark and she could hardly see. Katie felt the walls for the light switch. She heard moaning. Someone was having an orgasm. Maybe it was best not to turn on...
MasturbationA loud knock startled her from her trance. Running to the door, and flinging it open, she could see 7 very large men, towering iver her 5'1" petite frame. "But where is everyone else?" she asked, disappointed. They had promised her a group of 27, and she had reserved 2 whole nights for this. "Dont worry about it whore, theyre coming" the closest man replied, as he shoved her down onto the floor. Then the men started filing in.. one after another. Some of them spat on her as they passed....
Hi, my name is Sue. Well actually, it's Susann, but every one calls me Sue. I am 45yrs old 36DD-32-36 and a mother of four. I have three beautiful girls and a handsome son. My oldest is my son Hunter and his twin sister Jessica, and they are 25. My other two are twins also. There names are Alexis and Paige, and they are 20. My husband Bill died 3yrs ago in a car accident, so it is just the k**s and me. Ever since the accident, I have not felt the need to date. Well actually, I have not had...
I hid in the shadows of my parent's bedroom, peering into the white light of their large bathroom with its high, granite countertops and glittery fixtures. In the center of the room stood my sister, naked from her sports bra that was pulled up to expose her pointy pink nipples all the way down to her painted toes. She held mom's "massager" up in between her legs, which were awkwardly spread as she stood on the tile floor. Her feet arched upward as she balanced on the toes of her right foot. The...
Stephanie's Slavery Synopsis After complaining that her boss was a slave driver, Stephanie is forced to really become his slave.Stephanie's Slavery by obohoboWarning The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC Spank Rom If you are underage or offended by such material or, if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story now. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or...
An old mate from a former work invited Anita and I for a weekend at his cabin to swim and fish at the lake.When we arrived on Saturday, I was glad to see some other former buddies.The cabin was huge and had four bedrooms and two bathrooms. The lake view was great and the weather was warm and nice. We knew each other and we were there seven; four guys and three ladies, including my sensual little wife.Our host was Aaron; a huge black guy very nice, who I had met years ago, when we worked...
Slavery in our TimePart 1 – Her Strange FascinationLaura walked down the aisle gazing at all the merchandise around her. Since she was a child, Laura had always been fascinated with the selection of slaves at the department store. Highclass was a superior department store and the quality of the slaves was high. Highclass offered a wide selection of quality slaves from domestics and nannies to gardeners and chefs. Slaves varied in price due to a number of factors such as age, health,...
Tracey looked out of the air plane window and wondered what awaited her on the ground below.They were approaching the imaginatively named Zonga International Airport, in the capital city of Zonga in the country of Zonga. Why choose different names when one will do thought Tracey wryly.Not that many people had heard of Zonga up until two years ago, with good reason, it was a backward little country on the eastern side of Africa with one capital city which was also it's only port, and not much...
Return to slavery by Rowena Return to slavery by Rowena Rachel sat in her beautifully appointed office ,dressed elegantly in the latest and most tasteful fashion a white silk blouse buttoned to the neck, a smart black skirt to just below the knee, her long blond hair piled high on her head, so very different to the slutty clothes she wore when she was a slavegirl so long ago. She sighed contentedly. She was now a successful and rich business woman. She enjoyed her power and wealth....
My first Christmas in Slavery My first Christmas in Slavery A short story for the festive season It was my first Christmas as a slave girl. I was looking forward to the special day because I was hoping my master might have something special planned to celebrate my first Christmas of slavery to him. Only last Christmas I was a young innocent 15 year old girl, enjoying normal life as a teenager. Now I had recently passed my 16th birthday and I was a permanent slave girl to a dominant...
CROSSDRESSING CHARLIE Episode 9 EVERYBODY'S CRAZY "What are we going to do now?" Charlie yelled over the loud rush of passing cars. "I don't know!" cried Rachel, tears streaming down her face. "Well we can't just hang around the streets all night!" shouted Charlie. Rachel didn't say anything back. She continued to walk briskly ahead of Charlie as if she knew where she was going. Dusk was rapidly descending into night and the skyline of the distant city buildings was...
It was late Monday afternoon and Cindy Adams had just come home from another day at her job as a receptionist for a large bank. Amanda Clark, her best friend and roomate, was already home when Cindy arrived. Amanda and Cindy had known each other from their college days, sharing a dorm room there as well. They had gotten to be good friends, and it seemed only natural that after college they continue their friendship. Although neither girl considered herself a lesbian, they had shared more than a...
Office SexThis is a story about a young and very naive white girl's travels through submissive interracial sex and slavery. After reading about these terrible events in history her guilt has become an obsession to right the terrible wrongs that many young black girls had to endure as a slave over 150 years ago! She eventually sees herself as a white slave girl to black abusive slave owners, quite the reverse of what actually happened. Sybil was a most interesting young woman she had grown up in...
DIVORCED INTO SLAVERY By Ivorygirl Carla could find no comfortable position in the dark, dank cell in which she’d found herself alone, her hands cuffed behind her back and bound to her cuffed feet and both attached to a chain imbedded middle ways up in the wall. At the moment, the best she could do with her curled legs beneath her was to remain on her knees on the small cot that put her up just high enough and lean sideways against the wall. The chain she was hooked to didn’t allow for much...