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Sally Introduction to Sally.. I met Sally at work in the Bank we both worked for. She was a quiet girl in her late 20s and very conservative both in terms of how she dressed and socially. Sally had a great figure, small waist and big firm breasts which were hidden by loose fitting clothes and a beautiful long chestnut brown hair. She had a few friends from school but like her they were fairly introverted preferring a trip to the cinema rather than a night out at a club. At work she was very...
Standing at her bedroom sink, patting her vibrator dry, the last remnants of last nights orgasm draining down the sink. As intense as the orgasm was, and as relieving as it had felt, Sally yearned for the intimacy of sex with her husband. Bob had left only a couple of weeks before on deployment to the middle east. Being a military wife Sally recognised the stages she was going through, the same as all Bob’s previous deployments. At 36 she was now one of the older wives living on base. Their...
Sally was very worried. Colin, her boss, called her into his office before she had left for the evening and given her a final warning. "Either improve your sales or get out." Sally was a pensions sales rep, but for the last six months she had had no takers. There had been many meetings and promises but no one would make a final commitment and sign up. It was not that she wasn't trying, she had more prospective clients than any of her colleagues but they just wouldn't close the final deal....
Allie by Unknow Allan had been in trouble before, so this was nothing new to him, however, this time things felt a bit different. The director of the orphanage had called for him to come to the office and to watch how he behaved. Allan had been orphaned at seven when his parents were killed in a car accident. He didn't have anyone else in the world and had been turned over by the court to the custody of the Orphanage. Being seven meant that he was too old and not...
She had tied Tim in the same way as the man in the porno. She told him he either participated in what was going to happen, or that she would leave him and tell everyone why This is a partly true and partly fiction story.True Part.Some years ago, I worked as a tutor and had several students for one-on-one training in English, Math, or I.T. At that time, I also did computer repairs as a hobby, and people would bring in their laptops for me to either fix or upgrade them.One student called Sally...
MatureThis story is completely fiction. Sally is a very interesting girl with a very handsome boyfriend. She was really excited because her birthday was coming and she knew she was going to have a good time, she was going to be 17 in one day and couldn't wait. Her parents really trusted her boyfriend Tony, he's 19, muscular guy with green eyes, 5'9 tall and wide chest. Every girl's dream at high school. Sally was 5'6 tall, with round and firm breasts and ass, brunnete with dark brown eyes and a...
First TimeSally By Kyle Plumer Sally was filled with bitterness for twenty years. It was the blackest bitterness anyone could feel. It was like a seething rage. Her mother did it and her own brother had kept hurting her. She thought her mother would protect her, but she was wrong. Her mother continued to abuse her. A terrible grin smile slowly spread across her face brightened by red lipstick. Yes, indeed. She would return and when she did, all hell would break loose. Everything was...
Inspired by a remark from my ‘little sister’. My grateful thanks to evanslily for her time and patience, and her editing skills. As always, the good stuff is due to her, the mistakes are mine. ALLIE The Piccadilly line in the middle of the morning is hardly the Road to Damascus, and yet the premonition that morning was no less apocalyptic in my life. The advertisement was for Help The Aged, the picture, a sprightly-looking older lady, but it was the wording that caught my attention: ...
Introduction: Can an 8 year old seduce? Sally We were on holiday in Devon. Every one else, my wife, kids and our friends and their children wanted to go into town shopping. The weather was not good (another British summer) and I preferred to finish the book I had started that morning. There was one other dissenter, our friends 8 year old daughter, Sally who was complaining of a pain in her stomach. As their car had broken down on the way there we were restricted to trying to go out in the...
I don't believe in love at first sight. Not for me, anyway. I need three dates. Exactly three. The first date it's all physical attraction stuff. You know, tits, ass, face, eyes, butt. Shallow, but that's the way it is. The second date is more cerebral. Conversation ability, opinions, beliefs, and so on. Of course, that first date stuff is interfering all over the place. But it's the third date that matters. I mean, I can handle two dates with any girl on the planet, almost. But that...
We were on holiday in Devon. Every one else, my wife, kids and our friends and their children wanted to go into town shopping. The weather was not good (another British summer) and I preferred to finish the book I had started that morning. There was one other dissenter, our friends 8 year old daughter, Sally who was complaining of a pain in her stomach. As their car had broken down on the way there we were restricted to trying to go out in the one remaining vehicle, ours, and that made...
Sally was a hairdresser and worked in a salon right around the corner from my office. She was a dark blond, a little on the chunky side but with amazing blue eyes, late 20s, newly separated and from Ohio. She was proud of her Germanic heritage and interspersed her conversation with odd bits of German from time to time. As with any hairdresser, we exchanged comments, which is all one can really do when your interlocutor is standing behind you all the while. On the third time I went to her for a...
The room was coldly clinical, glaringly pale and claustrophobic. I spent an hour or two in there most nights, and I didn't give a fuck. The thing was, even though I was in the room for so long, I was only aware of it for a few minutes each visit. Let me explain. Walking into the room, it wouldn't have been immediately apparent what its purpose was. The wall opposite the door was festooned with cables, flickering lights, and anonymous outdated boxes of electronic who-knows-what. Except I did...
Okay! Let's face facts. I'd love to be slimmer but I've also faced the fact it ain't gonna to happen. I try to diet and it doesn't work so I get depressed and I quit the diet and then I'm more depressed and then I want to eat all the things that aren't good for me and then the depression sets in even worse. Don't get me wrong, it is not as if I'm some behemoth or something ... I'm just, well ... Rubenesque ... voluptuous ... pleasingly plump. I have between 15 and 20 pounds I'd love...
Okay! Let's face facts. I'd love to be slimmer! I know a lot of people feel that way; but, I've also faced the fact it ain't gonna to happen. I try to diet and it doesn't work. Because it doesn't work, I get depressed and I quit the diet. Now I'm even more depressed and then I start to eat all the things that aren't good for me. Of course, that makes the depression even worse. Don't get me wrong, it is not as if I'm some behemoth or something ... I'm just, well ... Rubenesque ......
Eventually Janet L. Stickney [email protected] The first time I wore a dress I was eight. It was a Halloween party, and I went as Little Bo Peep. What did I know? I was just a kid at the time, but once I wore it, something came over me, which is when I found out I liked it, more than a little, and wore that outfit almost an entire week after the party, until mom finally told me to quit wearing it. The next time came when I was 12, and once again, I became a storybook...
Sahi and I have been friends for as long as I would care to remember. It’s been a relationship that is almost right out of a sitcom, best friends that love each other more than anything else in the world but are afraid that accepting and acknowledging it would ruin the special bond they share. I suppose both of us have known for an eternity how much we both love each other but still we choose to turn a blind eye and treat each other as nothing more than friends. I remember the first day I saw...
Finally I had decided it was time, finally, to try the experiences I had dreamedof my whole life. I had been a secret crossdresser since I was a c***d,and had hidden this side of me from my wife and c***dren. The last fewyears of my marriage had been empty, staying together mainly for thek**s and a kind of inertia. But now, they had grown up, married andleft the area. I knew I would only see them infrequently. With theirdeparture, my wife and I quickly came to the realization that we...
I had decided it was time, finally, to try the experiences I had dreamed of my whole life. I had been a secret crossdresser since I was a child, and had hidden this side of me from my wife and children. The last few years of my marriage had been empty, staying together mainly for the kids and a kind of inertia. But now, they had grown up, married and left the area. I knew I would only see them infrequently. With their departure, my wife and I quickly came to the realization that we...
I had never really been anything special. The only thing that ever set me apart from other girls were the size of my breasts. About a 34 D. Personally, I'd always thought it to be a curse, passed down from my great aunts. Otherwise, I had boring brown hair that reached the middle of my shoulder blades, rather large, brown eyes, and naturally pale skin. My dark hair and eyes only added to the paleness of my skin. Everyone had always told me that I was pretty, but I could never really bring...
Love StoriesJake and I finally got to his parent’s house for what I was hoping to be a night of watching movies….and eventually some heavy, heavy making out…..that would finally lead to him taking my cherry!! Jake had told me before that he wasn’t going to fuck me unless we had condoms to use or that I had started using the pill. Since it was still three months until my sixteenth birthday, and my mother was not going to let me start taking birth control until then, we had to rely on Jake having a...
Introduction: I finally get to actually fuck my sister After over a dozen years since I have last seen my sister, Nancy, she has decided to start mending fences. It took the recent birth of her daughter to finally have her come around. She lives less than 300 miles from me, but her stubbornness has kept her away since before I was married to Nicole. On Friday morning, Nancy drove with her baby girl to see us for a four-day stay. Nancys husband is active in the military and couldnt join her on...
I had known Brandy for years. While I was still married, her son was a frequent visitor to our home. We have moved to the area in the late 1990s, and our sons became good friends from second grade on. Since our two sons were best friends, we did bump into each other a lot in town and at school functions. Brandy was a divorced mother of three. She was a dyed blonde, curvy, and had very alluring, bedroom eyes. We would often have little chats by the door when one of our kids was being picked up....
Straight SexOn Friday morning, Nancy drove with her baby girl to see us for a four-day stay. Nancy’s husband is active in the military and couldn’t join her on her visit. My daughters and son (well, not MY son) were happy to see their new cousin and finally meet Aunt Nancy. I noticed that Nancy had gained some curves in her hips, likely from the pregnancy, and her breasts had certainly gotten larger, both from age and the pregnancy, I imagine. Nicole and Nancy spoke about motherhood (Nancy was...
Finally...The next few days I could not stop thinking about Anny, Every time I thought about her, I got a hardon. My wife and I had more sex than usual. A few times she asked me if there was something wrong with me... My wife is pretty sexual, and she looks good, I always enjoy making love to her. But hey... if a young horny woman crosses your path, I would see the first man that would keep his snake in his pants.I decided not to force anything, and would just wait until I would hear something...
Finally the three of us decided to meet.After several months of online banter, plans were made for our first in person sexperience.Her name was Jessica and we agreed to meet at a quiet little Mexican restaurant in her small home town. When she got out of her vehicle, both Mike and I were quite taken with her. She was indeed much better looking in person. Jessica had granted our request and wore a very sexy white sundress showcasing her well tanned skin. We all shared a nice introductory hug...
i am in the basement with this guy. he's tall dark handsome- the usual- but kinda shy. we are young, not experienced, but both know what we want. he sits on the couch and i sit on his lap. At first it just starts with talking, then a little teasing, then kissing. i am really into this guy, and i can feel from his pants that he is into me. we both decide that we are going to do this. i look at him, square in the face, and slowly take my top off. because i am still on his lap, he struggles a bit....
Finally, yes, finally, I was getting a body. Well, of course, I had a body all along, I mean a sexy-looking body, not a flat-as-a-board body that I'd had all through middle- and so far into high school. I'm seventeen and, just now, I think I'll be getting out of my old A-cup bras. Finally. Becky Simmons was C-cup in the sixth grade. Well, she was kind of chubby, too, so maybe that doesn't really count. But, anyway, I finally do look pretty hot naked. Well, I think I do, anyway. Nobody...
He was the most beautiful thing Alexa had ever seen. He was tall, olive complected, and had gorgeous eyes... blue, green, and some brown, all mixed to create something new and incredible. They were the kind that changed with what he wore. Today, he had on his periwinkle blue shirt and a matching blue and black tie. His eyes reflected that color exactly. "God, what I wouldn't do to have that boy", Alexa thought. "He's everything that I've never had... and probably never will." "Alexa?...
Well, I finally got a chance to nail Claudia, my best friend's girlfriend, after years of waiting and getting ever so close several times before. As you might remember, Lou has been my best friend for about 27 years and a number of years ago we began having threesomes with his girlfriend, Claudia, although she had steadfastly maintained a "no fucking" rule with me. Eating, fingering, playing, blowjobs and handjobs were always allowed, and she never left me hanging, but no fucking. Well, that...
In this story I'm going to tell you about a certain event that happened to me probably kind of hard to believe but definitely is true I decided one day after being 35 years old that I want to finally have sex with a white woman I always watched p*** all I see a walking around my city and it looks so good to me now I don't know what it is maybe it's the Curiosity maybe and maybe a small midlife crisis but this story is about me finally having sex with a white woman since I decided to have sex...
You come over so we can actuallymeet. I’m nervous because you are so damn hot and I hope you like me, too. When you get here, I welcome you in. I suggest we watch a movie so we can get comfortable with each other. We pick one of those cheesy romance movies where the girl always gets the guy. As the story unfolds, you and I get closer and closer on the couch until finally my hand brushes your leg. You don’t seem to mind so I rest my hand on your leg, mid-thigh. You kind of cuddle into me,...
Lesbian“So what’s it like?”, Lia asked.“What do you mean?”, I replied.“sleeping with a girl, I could never do it, even for my husband.” My first thought was that you shouldn't do if for your husband. But my vagina was clenching and asking why she was asking now. We were tipsy in my spare bedroom surrounded by sex toys and porn on the lap top. Back in the day she had been the girl with all of the toys and active sex life, now a decade later she wants to see my goodies. She also wants to watch porn...
Murat was one of my first loves. We met online in college. He was the photo I slept with for a year. He was the guy in Turkey that wrote me love letters and sent me music and jewelry and post cards of couples kissing. He was the first person who ever awakened my sexuality. I spent hours thinking about him when I was 21. I never got to see him, the emails stopped. I could not remember if his parents had told him to stay away from me or if he had just tired of me. I went on to marry someone else...
Straight SexDear Diary, It feels like it has been ages since I last sat down and wrote. There is something so freeing about stream of consciousness. I find it difficult to get out of my own head though. Every time I get into a groove, thoughts of him creep back into my mind. I have to get him out of my system. I honestly don’t know if that is even possible, but I have to try. What am I going to do? Sometimes I long for those close friends that I could talk to about this. Someone could surely help me....
You agreed. You finally agreed to let me cook you dinner. I’ve been wanting to ask you over for dinner for three years, but didn’t have enough courage. Three years. Three years is how long I’ve spent secretly admiring you. The reason I’ve not been able to share my desire for you? Our positions. The fact that you were my boss and the obvious thirty-year age gap. There have been so many times that I have wanted to tell you how incredible you really are. How kind, intelligent, caring, and...
I have a friend Roy who I’d known since the fifth grade when he’d moved into my neighborhood. Never was sure why we were friends because he was a jock, lettering in both wrestling and swimming and I was kind of a geek. Still friends after graduation, he was helping me install a faucet on the kitchen sink. He was under the cabinet and I was working on top of the sink area. As he stretched, his shirt went up and exposed his happy trail of luscious curly dark hair from his belly button down...
Gay MaleDear Diary, It feels like it has been ages since I last sat down and wrote. There is something so freeing about stream of consciousness. I find it difficult to get out of my own head though. Every time I get into a groove, thoughts of him creep back into my mind. I have to get him out of my system. I honestly don’t know if that is even possible, but I have to try. What am I going to do? Sometimes I long for those close friends that I could talk to about this. Someone could surely help me....
Straight SexMy plane will land at the airport 16.15. I had waited almost a year, and now...in just minutes, she would be here. Two nights I had not slept. I was so excited and was all over my house cleaning, washing, decorating, moving things...redoing the hole thing, so she would like it. I met her on a datingsite on the internet, and had only written to her there and on e-mail, when I was working. Almost a year we had been writing, talking for several hours every day. And now, she was finally coming. I...
I finally got to swallow another man's hot cum!!!. I have this neighbor across the street and I went over one day and I tossed out some hints that I wear lingerie and have always wanted to suck a real cock. That I had never tasted cum and never had a real cock in me. SORRY, I LIED. But I had this strong feeling that he might be into that sorta thing. I was right. My feelings are right on the money most times. He told me I could come over anytime and walk around in anything I wanted. He also...
IT TOOK SO LONG JUST TO GET HER TO MEET, BUT WITH TIME I KNEW I COULD EARN HER TRUST AND GET HER TO MEET ME IN A PUBLIC SETTING...Sam's All American Sports Grill WOULD BE THE PLACE...I GOT THERE AHEAD OF OUR SCHEDULED TIMEM FOUND A CORNER SPOT AND WAITED FORYOU TO ARRIVE... TO MAKE SURE I WOULD KNOW WHO YOU WERE, I HAD U WEAR A BRIGHT RED DRESS..BUT THERE WAS A CATCH, UPON ENTERING THE BAR, YOU WERE TO STOP AT THE DOOR, AND SAY TO THE BOUNCER "MY CHARIOTS AWAITS".. UPON SPEAKIN THOSE WORDS, HE...
It was that time of the semester again…The deadline for our final assignment was only a few days away. All my peers shared the same feeling of regret as we recalled all the time spent chatting. For once, I was actually a bit more responsible. I spent every day after school working on a clay bust inspired by a character I’d seen in a horror movie. I also made the conscious effort to work after school because of a particularly gorgeous distraction. Sabine was especially shy and stood a few...
LesbianYou agreed. You finally agreed to let me cook you dinner. I’ve been wanting to ask you over for dinner for three years, but didn’t have enough courage. Three years. Three years is how long I’ve spent secretly admiring you. The reason I’ve not been able to share my desire for you? Our positions. The fact that you were my boss and the obvious thirty-year age gap. There have been so many times that I have wanted to tell you how incredible you really are. How kind, intelligent, caring, and...
Straight SexThis is a story I wrote for a good friend last year. Sadly, he and I have lost touch and I miss him terribly. But, I wanted to finally share it rather than let it just collect dust. Probably not my best work, but very personal to me. Enjoy. I see you from across the room. It’s always the same. That little jump in my pulse when I first see you, the smile that always comes to my face. I see you smile too, with that knowing sparkle in your eyes. You walk into my office, closing the door behind...
Quickie SexAs his eyes fell across her naked body, he pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. His moment had finally come. He'd thought he'd be a virgin forever. He was almost overwhelmed by an incredible sense of awe as his intense gaze followed the soft curves of her body. Her skin was warm under his hands. Trailing his fingertips across her muscular belly brought him to a state of gentle arousal, his dick hardening with anticipation. Her dark eyes looked up at him, her tanned faced framed by...
First TimeEver since my first sexual experience, I’ve known that I wanted to be a white cock only slut, and that’s what I am. That might seem like a strange thing for someone to say without explanation, so let me explain. First of all, I’m black. But maybe that isn’t surprising. What may surprise you is that I was born male.The truth is, I wasn’t even aware of my true sexual desires until I was eighteen and in my senior year of high school. At that time I was dating girls, but it wasn’t about sex. I was...
TransThis is a story I wrote for a good friend last year. Sadly, he and I have lost touch and I miss him terribly. But, I wanted to finally share it rather than let it just collect dust. Probably not my best work, but very personal to me. Enjoy. I see you from across the room. It’s always the same. That little jump in my pulse when I first see you, the smile that always comes to my face. I see you smile too, with that knowing sparkle in your eyes. You walk into my office, closing the door behind...
You come over so we can actuallymeet. I’m nervous because you are so damn hot and I hope you like me, too. When you get here, I welcome you in. I suggest we watch a movie so we can get comfortable with each other. We pick one of those cheesy romance movies where the girl always gets the guy. As the story unfolds, you and I get closer and closer on the couch until finally my hand brushes your leg. You don’t seem to mind so I rest my hand on your leg, mid-thigh. You kind of cuddle into me,...
I have a friend Roy who was helping me install a faucet on the sink. He was under the cabinet and I was working on top of the sink area. As he stretched, his shirt went up and exposed his happy trail of luscious curly dark hair from his belly button down through his pants. It was so hot and it turned me on. I knew he was straight but he didn’t have a clue about my bisexuality. Anyway, I could not get his gorgeous body out of my mind. Later that day we were talking and having a drink and I told...
BisexualAbout a month ago I was away at a course. I noticed a guy across the room named Devin who was well dressed and had very feminine features. I sat with him at lunch because I had a feeling that he was a cross dresser or at least gay. Now I've been bi curious for a long time and have had close encounters, but nothing so far as to satisfy my appetite for cock/cum. Over lunch we had a lot of discussions about the course and finally led to a conversation about what we do for fun. Devin told me...
As she steps into the shower to prepare to meet him, she feels that low intensity warmth between her legs. It seems like forever since they have had a chance to enjoy each others company. She takes the time to shave and wash very well. She knows he enjoys a fresh, clean smelling woman. She strokes her clit, slides a finger inside....so hot already and its another hour before they meet. She is hoping the long interval between their meetings will make him be a little more aggressive than usual....
AnalFinally By SweetCheeks88The clock chimed the eleventh hour. He was fast asleep beside her as she stared into the darkness of the night through his bedroom window. She thought to herself that for every star that she could see through that space in the wall was a hollow place in her soul, longing to be completed by something she had yet to figure out. Although he had made love to her per the norm just an hour ago, she had never felt more alone and untouched in all of her womanhood. The soft tear...
Really By Arecee My breathing was becoming ragged and shallow as I looked at my red painted nails showing through Dave's black hair. I pulled his mouth tighter against my bare breast. The sexual tension had built beyond any control on my part, but that's exactly what I wanted to happen. I felt an orgasm building and Dave hadn't even penetrated me, yet. This was the night I would prove my love for him. His tongue...
“We Shouldn’t.” “I know.” “It’s wrong.” “I Know.” “We could get caught.” “I know.” “We would lose everything.” “I know.” Despite all the solid arguments she was making my hands continued to fondle her large, hanging breasts. They were being covered, rather than supported by the plain purple and black plaid one-piece swimsuit she was wearing. Between responses I buried my face into her black curly hair and continued to bite and nibble on her neck. Between her protests she moaned and...
I had never really been anything special. The only thing that ever set me apart from other girls were the size of my breasts. About a 34 D. Personally, I’d always thought it to be a curse, passed down from my great aunts. Otherwise, I had boring brown hair that reached the middle of my shoulder blades, rather large, brown eyes, and naturally pale skin. My dark hair and eyes only added to the paleness of my skin. Everyone had always told me that I was pretty, but I could never really bring...
I had known Brandy for years. While I was still married, her son was a frequent visitor to our home. We have moved to the area in the late 1990s, and our sons became good friends from second grade on. Since our two sons were best friends, we did bump into each other a lot in town and at school functions. Brandy was a divorced mother of three. She was a dyed blonde, curvy, and had very alluring, bedroom eyes. We would often have little chats by the door when one of our kids was being picked up....
I was Always working ,my Shift’s got off at Midnight,It was a Friday night and everyone of the late teen early 20’s people in the neighborhood were all hanging out on the Hot Saturday morning. Many people were Partying in the Apartment,Somehow I got two girls in the Hallway. I then somehow preceded too show them my Cock. My Future Girlfriend at that time Laughed at my cock. Funny okay no biggie. Maybe A couple month’s down the Road I get off work ,I’m driving around the Block and She’s hanging...
It was that time of the semester again… The deadline for our final assignment was only a few days away. All my peers shared the same feeling of regret as we recalled all the time spent chatting. For once, I was actually a bit more responsible. I spent every day after school working on a clay bust inspired by a character I’d seen in a horror movie. I also made the conscious effort to work after school because of a particularly gorgeous distraction. Sabine was especially shy and stood a few...