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The first time she saw him, she hardly noticed him at all. He was at Johnny’s frat party, but she had never seen him there before, and he wasn’t really partying. He was sitting alone in a corner, a beer in one hand and a lighter in the other. He was disconsolately clicking the lighter on and off and staring at the flame. Laurel rolled her eyes and went back upstairs to where the dancing was happening. She couldn’t believe how pathetic some people were. I mean, if you’re going to be depressed,...
“Hey, Eli,” the common law wife and mother of two spoke into her cell phone. She paused a moment then said, “We’re around the corner for your place.” Valencia Williams ended the call. She looked at her husband, Durrell, who was driving the cash rental car. It was a metallic white gold 2010 Volkswagen Passat station wagon.Durrell, at 34 years of age, was a bit of a d**g kingpin in the small South Carolina county where they resided. He, Valencia, and two homeboys were driving up the Charlotte for...
WHAT! You say you're under eighteen or over 35 and still living with Momma. Or is it that you don't like stories with a transgender theme? Then - DUH! - don't read this! Simply Irresistible By Jezzi Belle Stewart (c)2001 It was a cheap carnival, the kind you expect to find in the parking lot of the Piggly Wiggly. In on Friday; out on Sunday. Sitting on a bench on the midway, Steve could see the trash all around - candy wrappers, drink cups, a few religious brochures, and,...
"Okay," I breathed, after her third orgasm, after 40 minutes of thrusting my cock in and out, in and out, in and out of her desparately-needy cunt, "talk dirty.""What?" she replied, as though she were a Vestal Virgin. "Talk dirty to me!" I commanded."Uh, uh, I don't know how, she protested.Okay, folks, this bullshit always enrages me: What, you accept my cock in your cunt, but you don't wanna say "fuck"? I gave her one last chance."Talk dirty to me!" I told her."I don't kno---" she began.I...
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Simply Screwed by Debra Harry stood helplessly staring at the doorknob waiting fearfully for it to turn. Actually, stood is something of an understatement. Teetered about would be a better description. Only by constantly shifting his weight could he even remain upright in the painful shoes he wore. Seven inches high with needle thin spike heels, lots of straps and patent leather toes that pinched his feet unmercifully. His thoughts flew back momentarily to what his...
When she got home, Sara flung off her clothes, only stopping a moment to hang up her suit. Hose, panties, blouse, camisole went in a ball into the hamper. Naked, she threw herself on the bed, her legs spread wide, as if the cool air could cool her desire. She lay on her big, king-size bed with her head at the foot, a frequent choice when she wanted to masturbate. At the head of the bed, a wide mirror tilted out from the wall to give her a good view of what she and her lovers were up to. She...
Now it was morning - afternoon - and Sara shivered, thinking of the incredible night she had spent. She began to take stock of herself, now that it was over. She felt well. She wasn't particularly sore or injured in any way. Physically, she really felt better than usual. In fact, she felt great. She threw the covers off and went naked, first to the kitchen, starting coffee, and then to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face, framed by the ferns and plants she grew in...
By the time they were finished, Sara had to hurry to pack — not that she had used much from her suitcase — and put on the clothes she had worn on Friday and ride with Charity to catch her plane. Refreshed by her weekend, she looked a different person, her skirt swinging and showing her legs, her breasts shifting behind the pockets of her shirt. The woman no one had noticed on Friday drew many eyes that Sunday. Before departure, she called Teddy and asked him to pick her up. He seemed...
After a wonderfully satisfying session of lovemaking, my husband gets out of the spa. ‘Babe, you’ve done tired me out. I’m going upstairs to clean up and go to bed.’ ‘Ok, I just need a few minutes before I can get out. My legs are too weak to stand up. Maybe a few more minutes in here will help.’ He goes upstairs, but he doesn’t get into the shower. He seems to know that I want more, but he needs some time to recover. He gets upstairs and watches me with the lights out. I change my position...
I had a much longer, more detailed version of this story but unfortunately it got deleted. You text me once you get off work. You’ve been up since 4:00 a.m. It’s almost 6:00 p.m. I know you’ve had a long day so I decide to pick up some food before meeting up with you. You greet me with a long kiss, and I ask if you’d like to go sit at the the beach for a while. You say sure, so we do. We spend almost an hour talking about how our days went, what’s new, our plans for the weekend, etc. I...
I had a much longer, more detailed version of this story but unfortunately it got deleted.You text me once you get off work. You've been up since 4:00 a.m. It's almost 6:00 p.m. I know you've had a long day so I decide to pick up some food before meeting up with you. You greet me with a long kiss, and I ask if you'd like to go sit at the the beach for a while. You say sure, so we do. We spend almost an hour talking about how our days went, what's new, our plans for the weekend, etc. I mention...
Love StoriesIt all began the day you found an old brass ring, half buried in the sand while down at the beach. You picked it up, turned it over a couple of times, then put it into your pocket. Looking back now, you can't remember what made you keep it. Perhaps you hoped to reunite it with its owner, perhaps you wanted to keep it for yourself. All you know now is that your life would have been very different had you left it behind on that fateful day. With the ring at the bottom of your pocket, you...
TranssexualSteve was waiting for Sara outside the restaurant. Inside, she handed him her wrap, turning so her skirt moved revealingly. He looked her over carefully, taking in the skirt and the dark shadows beneath the fabric of her blouse. He stepped close to her and put one arm around her waist, pulling her to him and running his fingers across the bare flesh above the waistband. His lips touched hers slightly, but the thrust of his hips against hers was strong and purposeful. Her own hips met his...
On Monday, Sara found herself back in the office, back in harness. The weekend had left her feeling happy and satisfied, and she went to work with optimism and energy. Except for her usual, slightly difficult encounters with Mr. Henry Jefferson, Monday passed quickly and she was able to make considerable progress on two new projects, as well as on the planning for Steve Calvin's conference. She had dinner with Ken and spent the night at his apartment. On Tuesday morning, she put on a...
The next Saturday morning Sara woke alone to a dull, cloudy day. Her date the night before had been brief and only partly satisfying. She'd had a couple of orgasms, but either her heart wasn't in it or the new lover she had found wasn't right for her. What was worse, he had begun talking about living together. Sara had closed the subject abruptly, remarking that she wasn't prepared to be anyone's steady lay. She awoke tense and irritable, and masturbating didn't help worth a damn. She...
The next Friday, Sara was working hard on Steve's conference, now only days away. She had almost everything under control and didn't expect any real problems. The benefit of working with Steve's boss was that he, too, was a real pro, and between them they were able to make the difficult seem easy. They had agreed at the beginning not to attempt the impossible. Sara was taking a break with a cup of coffee when the phone rang again. She answered. A woman's voice said, "My name is Charity...
Charity sat back on the sofa, the two of them facing each other, their legs touching all along their length. Then Charity moved forward and put one hand on Sara's waist. The other hand grasped Sara's shoulder. "I'll sleep on the couch, here. Or I'm perfectly willing to go to a hotel." They looked each other in the eyes. Sara slid forward, too, and put her arms around Charity's neck. "I've never done this before, ' she said, and kissed Charity on the lips. They kissed briefly, then...
On Monday morning, Teddy was worn out, and Sara took the time to make him a big breakfast of eggs and bacon to get him through the morning. When she walked into her office, her secretary said, "Sara, you look terrific today, you must have had a wonderful weekend.' She had. In her office, Sara called Charity and arranged to spend the next weekend at the club, arriving Friday morning. Charity said she would meet Sara, and they hung up, but not before Charity asked, "How are you feeling...
In the morning, Sara got up early and dressed quickly; flared, blue, mid-thigh skirt, lighter blue polo shirt with pockets that hid her nipples. She looked sort of 'business casual'. Sexy, but very tired. She threw some clothes into her bag and got to the airport in time for her plane, but not without hurrying. Her exhaustion showed, and few people noticed her straight back and attractive figure as she walked though the airport: she was so exhausted that she became almost invisible. The...
As they walked through the sunshine toward the house, there was a whoop and a holler as a group of teenagers came streaming through the doors. There were perhaps two dozen boys and girls, all naked. They came laughing and shouting across the patio. Some dove into the pool, others began frisking around the area or headed for the tennis courts. Some took over the lounges on the edge of the pool complex, one couple climbed the high-diving platform and another settled down on a mattress on the...
In the morning, Sara woke early, feeling exhilarated and satisfied. She was hungry and thirsty, too, so she slipped out of bed and made for the main kitchen. She drank a quart of water, but there wasn't anything there she wanted to eat so she took a shower and went out onto the lawn. Someone was swimming up and down the big pool and she slipped quietly in and swam gently, staying out of the way of a serious swimmer while loosening muscles that had gotten a lot of exercise during the night....
When Sara woke, the sun was in her eyes and for a moment she could not focus on anything clearly. Then, something came between the sun and her eyes and she roused herself to see what it was. It was the figure of a girl, and as her eyes became accustomed to the light, Sara saw it was Faith Hoyle. The girl was carefully standing so as to shade Sara's eyes, and finally Sara moved so that she could see without the help. "Hi, ' said Faith. "You were asleep, but I wanted to talk to you, so I...
As the afternoon began to wane, Sara read on and turned her body in the sunshine. Around her, people went on swimming, playing, talking, behaving completely normally, except that they were all naked, and frequently were making love in one form or another. As she turned a page in her book and began to read the next, a man's voice spoke to her. "May I interrupt you?' The man was about fifty with dark, graying hair. He had broad shoulders, a beard that reminded Sara of Steve Calvin's, and...
Steve's response was to wrap his arms around her and roll her onto her back, where he lifted on his elbows and began thrusting vigorously into her. His lips traversed her face, her throat, and reached for her ears. Sara thrust back at him, her hips rising from the bed. One hand wound through his hair and beard, the other caressed his back, his ass, reaching between his cheeks and tickling his balls. They made love as if they had never made love before, giving each other all the benefit of...
They were into the shower and out again in five minutes, no longer sweaty, and feeling as though they were still joined in love. Sara hugged Steve tight. "This is something I really am never going to forget, Steve.' "Me neither, but you're standing between me and food, ' he replied, grabbing her by the cheeks of her ass and lifting her. She whooped in surprise and grabbed him back reflexively as he turned them around and broke for the table. He was there only a split second before she...
It was eleven o'clock Tuesday morning when Sara dialed Jerry's home number. "This is Bev Suzuki.' "My name is Sara Compton. Is this Jerry's wife?' Bev responded with only a moment's hesitation. "Sara! Golly. You're Jerry's Tuesday girl. And it's Tuesday. Uh, do you want him to call you, or can I give him a message?' There was no trace of sarcasm, only helpful willingness in her voice. "No, I want to talk to you. I have for quite a while. It's always seemed as though Jerry...
On Friday afternoon, Sara was nearly finished turning her job over to her successor. She really felt as though she was done with the job, and it surprised her that she could turn her back on a ten-year career with such ease. She had mentioned this to Charity when she called to say she had definitely made her decision. "I mean, it's only my career, Charity. I spent years in school, and more years doing scut-work to get where I am, and I'm just chucking it. I must be nuts.' But she had...
When they entered the apartment, the message light was blinking on Sara's telephone. She pushed the button. "Hi, Sara, it's Teddy. Call me back when you get in, will you? Call me at this number... ' The number was out of town — an area code near New York City. Sara wrote it on a memo pad. Steve took off his jacket and hung it in the closet by the front door. Then he took Sara's jacket off her shoulders. She was still looking at the number she had written. "What's he doing in New York...
The rest of the afternoon was spent lolling about the balcony, kissing, caressing, rubbing oil on each other and letting the slippery parts slide in and out. Once the first passion was past, they just made love slowly, getting Sara off again and again. Steve made a pitcher of sangria. When the pistachios were opened, the shells and papery inner linings stuck to their oily skins. The sun went down and they showered off the coating of nuts, salt, oil and sex. One thing led to another and Sara...
When morning came, the three were already awake and busy in the bed. They took their time, made love slowly, trying to make the moments last and last. Sara swooped from one orgasm to another, turning from one man to another, taking them into her with such ease they seemed almost like one incredible member sliding in and out of her. It was a long time before they finally slid from their sexual high into the reality of another sunlit morning. The men showered. Sara took a bath, soaking for a...
Bev, it turned out, had brought everything needed for a Japanese dinner. She cooked, first putting on a clear plastic apron. "To protect my assets, ' she said. When the dinner was served, Bev slipped her little singlet on before she sat down. They all ate hungrily, then the talk began again. "Sara, ' Bev asked, "where are you staying Wednesday after the movers leave?' "Oh, I'll go out and get a room at the airport, ' she replied. "Why not stay with us... ' said Bev. " ... and...
The night was long and busy, full of loving and lust. Sara and Bev kept all three men busy until they all began to fall asleep. And as they slept, there was stirring and grasping and now and then, someone would move to find another warm, wet place to put their hands or their cocks. Sara came several times during the night, once because she and Bev were loving each other. She heard one of the men gasp in orgasm when she was sure no one was fucking either her or Bev, but she never mentioned...
On Tuesday evening, Sara dug deep in her closet for a white dress. It was semi-sheer, clinging material, fastened at the back of her neck, cut deeply on her breasts, sweeping from the front down her sides and around in back just above the cleft of her ass. It was tight around her hips, clung to her breasts and belly like wallpaper — she could see her hard nipples and the dip of her belly button. The skirt was long, but she had carefully slit it to mid-thigh on all four sides, so that when she...
Sara arrived home the next morning only minutes before the movers. She put the white dress away in the closet and put on jeans and a sleeveless sweatshirt. The movers worked hard, packing her things quickly and efficiently, Sara working alongside them. When they were finished, Sara watched them load the last things in the truck and went back upstairs. She swept the apartment and called Bev. "Hi," she said, "I'm done and I'm dead, and I'll be there as soon as I can." She walked out...
Morning came, and so did Sara. They had loved one another and slept well and awakened to love again. Showering was a giggling whooping, groping trio of slippery bodies, followed by mutual toweling. After breakfast, Sara dug in her suitcase, pulled out her outfit for the day, slipped it on and went out into the living room with her suitcase. "What is that excuse for clothing you have on?" Bev demanded. "Are you planning to get yourself kidnapped, or just arrested?" "There's nothing...
The black material fell from her shoulders to the floor, leaving her bare to just above her breasts. She looked at him with a burning lust in her eyes and fell onto his lips. His hands were round behind her, unzipping the black velvety dress. It fell down around her ankles, baring her breasts to him. Her body was smooth and beautiful, the legs encased in black stockings connected by threads to her black knickers. Her legs were pressed tightly together, emphasising the triangle of dark at her...
EroticDuring my second year in college I was having trouble with my current roommate. The issues were beginning to affect my grades in certain courses. My professor Mr. Jones asked me what was causing the sudden drop in my grades. I told him that my roommate was a real racist jerk, and that I did not get that much sleep because I felt something might happen at any given moment. Plus my job was asking me to work five days a week, my family couldn’t help me out that much so I had to take care of...
I was sitting there with the TV showing white snow and the VCR still running, tears running down my face and my whole body trembling and wracking with sobs. The marriage to the wonderful man I've loved so much for the past 6 years ended, completely and entirely by my own doing. I had no one to blame but myself, my ever present lust and my slutty behavior. Knowing me he warned me before he proposed to me, that he will never tolerate any infidelity. His words were 'I have no intention of...
The drive into work provided me time to process everything that had happened last night and this morning. It's a very good thing that I have to be in the office today, I thought. I need to get this worked out. My daughter had actually said, 'Can't you just touch me without fucking me?'"I really don't think I can," I said, out loud, pulling my car into the parking garage.I put the car in park and grabbed my backpack. I had a feeling, Heather had left a message on my computer. And I didn't want...
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LEAVING THE PAST BEHIND 1/ Stephanie took her time walking back to the showroom. While she was worried people might notice the outline of the tight basque beneath her shirt, the fine stockings at her ankles, she was also enjoying the feel of the clothes as she moved. Everything was connected. From the slender straps of of the soft, lace basque that had hooked tightly on its most constrictive setting, to the garter straps across her panties, to her stocking encased...
note: part of this story has been published as a blog entry on this account.there was a moment of awkward silence as the three people wondered to themselves what was about to happen. max stood fully dressed at the bedroom door. the five foot eleven inch tall, kal wore only fake boots from a halloween batman costume, and yummy pumpkins sat naked on the queen-sized bed .the big beautiful redhead spoke first. ''max, why don't you make sure the camera is ready to shoot?''max's face reddened....
As I've mentioned in earlier posts, I rent out one of my rooms to college girls every year. This year is the first time I've actually had one stay the whole summer, and looks as if she's staying another school year. We do fool around and you can read about her in my "Fetish For Panties" series. But this post isn't about Kimmy, it's about a girl I rented to three years ago, and her name was Cassandra, but she prefered to be called Cass. Cass responded to my newspaper ad and met with me a few...
Kim sat in the passenger seat and watched the cars whizzing past. Her uncle was driving her home from her art show. For the first time since she’d finished art school she was invited to an exposition, to show some work. Her uncle had helped her transport her paintings and he stayed with her all day, supporting her, stimulating her to talk to people and even helping her sell one of her paintings. ‘Thanks again.’ She said. ‘No problem, sweety.’ Brian said. She looked at him...
Prologue: The Discovery 100 years in the future the monumental discovery that we had been waiting for decades has finally come true. We discovered extra-terrestrial life on another planet. For so long it had been the subject of TV shows like "Star Trek" that there are other alien forms of life throughout the galaxy, and now that dream has been realized. There was a similar human-like species on Alpha. The discovery of life on Alpha became the single most newsworthy event in history. The...
ONE NIGHT ? by: Melissa L. I was finishing my makeup and my hair when he knocked on my door. I took one last look in the mirror, made sure my wig was straight and tugged on my purple sweater to make sure it was tight around my breast forms. He knocked again, it was an old friend of mine, he knew I was a crossdresser and had seen me dressed before. He had called me earlier and asked if I was busy tonight, he thought we could get a couple of movies and have some drinks and just...
Carol is in a serious relationship. Anne moves on and meets 6 guys from a factory downtown at The Town Tavern. My name is Anne. I am 24 years old and single. My friend Carol is in a serious relationship and travelling with a wealthy man. I wish her well. I need more than one man to satisfy me,After work I stop in to the Town Tavern for a glass of rose wine. Sometimes I have a sandwich before I go home. Sometimes there are six or seven guys playing pool in the poolroom. I sit in a booth and...
GroupPeople think being The Porn Dude involves nothing but jerking off to taboo anal movies and explicit voyeurism hentai, but the world of pornography is so much wider-ranging than that. Today, for example, I spent the day shaking my dick at an adult video game about a dark magician trying to corrupt my sister. Normally, I’m fine with any kind of sister corruption that goes on in adult entertainment, but in Vixen Wars, you fight alongside sexy broads who want to hook up, so maybe the trade-off will...
Best Porn GamesThe telephone rang. It continued to ring until the answering machine picked up. The message said that she was unavailable. Damn it, I thought. Just like that cunt to not be there when I needed her the most. Marla had always been there for me when I needed her, but her career frequently kept her to all hours of the night. No, she was not a hooker or a call girl. She helped others in the time of need. She took calls for the suicide prevention hotline, frequently assisting the police in talking a...
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CHAPTER 4He was staring at the beauty bending over the open back trunk of her car doing something domestic with her groceries. Maybe 5’5” weighing in at around 110 pounds; she was slender for sure. Bubble butt, maybe B-cups, brown hair and a face that could have launched a thousand ships. He smiled. It was ten to one she was married. But, resist her, not happening.“Hello Miss, need some help?” he said. He’d startled her.“Huh! Oh, no, I’m fine, thank you,” said Abigail Bradshaw.“Oh, well good. I...
CheatingThe evening has come. Finally I’m done with work and I can leave my laptop. The food delivery guy arrives. I’m knocking on Ava’s room: “Dinner is ready!” “Come in, dad. I’ve just finished my study-from-home work for today.” “Good timing. College going well, you being bedridden for a few weeks and all?” “Yeah I’ve managed to catch up with online materials. It’s a bit lonely like this but I’m in touch with my friends and professors over the web. It could be worse.” “I’m glad you’re making the...
Hi, this is Neethu again. After reading my previous story one of the readers came to chat with me. After few days of chat, he said he has one girl and she is also looking for some good deals to make some huge money in need. I initially don’t know who she was and I referred her to some of my known sources. This went for a couple of weeks and she was there around for 5 nights in 10 days and I got a very positive feedback from all those who fucked her.One among the men who fucked her was my...
As I entered the toilets, I was shocked to see three women standing there. I started to back out and say I was sorry but I took a quick look back at the doorway. Yes it said MEN. I took a fast look around and there were urinals. I was in the men's room. Then I took a better look at the women. They were black girls that looked to be in their mid to late teens. One of them was totally naked. The other two were dressed and were holding the clothing of the naked one. The two clothed...
“There are no bad looking women; just some better than others.” And then there’s Goddess BAR. Beverly Ann Rakoski, aka Goddess BAR, is a California goddess principally associated with love, passion and sexual arousal. The name Rakoski is of Polish origin meaning whip or lash, but when combined as whiplash the word aptly describes most men’s condition after a passing of Goddess BAR. Beverly Finds a Keeper “Well, as the old saying goes, if the mountain won’t come to Mohamed.” There,...