Favour for a Friend
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Ginny Weasley. For weeks leading up to the yuletide, mental images of her, of her red hair, flawless fair skin, had flooded Harry Potter’s mind. He wanted to kiss her, be with her. She was beautiful, one of the best looking young women he had ever seen. Yet, she was out of reach. In a broken relationship and also the s****r of one of his best friends. It was getting to him, distracting him from his day to day. His head was full of raunchy thoughts and desires all the time. He knew, of course,...
My name is Kate, and I am 28 years old, with blonde curly hair reaching halfway down my back. Tall, with long shapely legs, and a well defined body.I would like to relate to you about a session that I recently indulged in last week with Paula.Paula is just slightly shorter than me with dark hair in a ponytail, and has just turned 19, with a high flying job in the city. She has a big house, and lives there all by herself, and has converted one of the rooms into a play area, and sometimes invites...
Ginny Weasley. For weeks leading up to the yuletide, mental images of her, of her red hair, flawless fair skin, had flooded Harry Potter’s mind. He wanted to kiss her, be with her. She was beautiful, one of the best looking young women he had ever seen. Yet, she was out of reach. In a broken relationship and also the sister of one of his best friends. It was getting to him, distracting him from his day to day. His head was full of raunchy thoughts and desires all the time. He knew, of course,...
Margaret had left and I was all hot and steamy. I douched myself and then had a shower with my favourite large butt plug in place. I could feel it stretching me. As I withdrew it in the shower a small amount of s**t escaped. I pushed my fingers in my anus and feeling the warm water more s**t escaped. I pushed my hand further and further and soon my whole hand up to my wrist entered my wanton tranny pussy. I pushed and withdrew several times and then let the warm water wash my ass pussy clean. I...
I imagine anyone who,s sexually active has a favourite position for sex.Some addicts will say “all of them” but according to the ancient Karma Sutra unless one,s extremely flexible it,s not possible to do all of them. Obviously when you,re young and justblesrning the ropes the Missionary Position is the first one you try and then you go on from there. There,s no “hard and fast” rule in the game of sexual love, but my favourite is with the woman or man above, most of the time a woman except for...
Favourite Shop I dressed to go to my favourite lingerie shop. Nothing too obvious, just pretty lacy panties and matching suspender belt and black seamed stockings under my normal clothes. The panties and suspender belt were black satin with lots of lace trim. The panties were almost like French knickers with satin front panel and lace sides, loose fitting with a sexy split up the side. The suspender belt, sitting almost hidden was simple, satin front with lace panels leading down to...
Favourite Shop Part 2 In part 1 I had gone to my favourite lingerie shop to buy some new knickers. However, the owner discovered I was wearing stockings and suspenders under my male clothes. She dressed me as a maid and made me make love to her still in my maids outfit. Once she had finished with me she made me stand in front of her and confirm that I wanted to be her maid forever... I curtseyed again to confirm my submission. "Oh that's nice, Sarah, a little curtsey and a lot of...
My name is Jason Smith and I am a recovering addict, a terrible father, and the worst person I know. When I was 18 years old I had a variety of problems. I didn’t have any structure in life and I was a rebellious little shit. I was a dropout who peddled a little dope on the streets of KCMO. I had no future and looking back I think I knew where my life was headed. I met a skanky little lady named Trish that I thought at the time I was in love with. She was kind of hot and freaky in bed. We...
One FeliciaWhy does he have to be so damn hot?Felicia stood in her opulent bedroom, one manicured hand clutching the fine d****ry and the other pressed to the glass as she gazed down at Colin from the window. Her stepson was bent over, stretching for his run, ass firm beneath his sweats. From this angle, she could see how the material hugged his balls. Her pussy grew wet just imagining what it would be like to squeeze them. They wouldn’t feel anything like David’s. She just knew it. No, whereas...
“You're such a good girl. Stay still for me now.”I was on my knees, naked, with you standing over me, your hard cock in my face. You were making me look at it up close; you know how it makes me blush when you catch me looking at your cock. I don't want you to see how much I want it, but I know that you know. “Yes... that's it...” Your tone was reassuring as you cupped my cheek with one hand and took your dick in the other, rubbing the head of it against my chin, right under my lip. You left a...
BDSMIt was a couple of weeks after the tomb was finished that fleeing people reached the city. They spread rumors of a huge dragon attacking and burning farms in the north. From the reports we knew it was slowly heading towards the city. There were old legends of real fire breathing dragons that spread quickly. Since the city still had the recent memory of the dragon minor they were more than willing to believe the stories told. The description of this new dragon was much larger than the other...
It was only a month since my prudish, proper wife, Lara, had awakened our sex life with a gift: spending a night as my slave. Since then, every night we had of our entire marriage. I was getting a good cock sucking from Lara almost every night, and she was learning to take my load in her mouth, then swallow it. We also were talking more openly about what turned us on, which made both of us more excited. Lara had spent a night as my slave fucking a complete stranger, and the fact that we...
EroticThe predawn light was illuminating the cabin through the balcony doors; the warm fresh ocean breeze was causing the curtains to flap gently as the cruise ship swayed on the waves. Jack is waking up and lying in bed nude next to Judy's shapely naked body; she is relaxing in a slumber mode still not fully awake. He was in no hurry to get out of the comfortable bed. Jack was still a little foggy from drinking the night before and dreaming of the amazing gift Judy gave him the night before. The...
Love StoriesThe headline band had finished their final encore. It had been a brilliant evening……too much fun! So rather than heading back to the car park where we’d arranged to regroup, I agreed to have a last drink in the beer tent with the fun group of guys I’d been chatting to during the concert. One drink turned into 3 or 4 so I was very jolly by the time we said our goodbyes.As I reached the car parking field I realised that most of the cars had gone, including the one that was supposed to be my lift...
“You’re such a good girl. Stay still for me now.” I was on my knees, naked, with you standing over me, your hard cock in my face. You were making me look at it up close, you know how it makes me blush when you catch me looking at your cock. I don’t want you to see how much I want it, but I know that you know. “Yes… that’s it…” Your tone was reassuring as you cupped my cheek with one hand and took your dick in the other, rubbing the head of it against my chin, right under my lip. You left a...
Feeling completely relaxed in the warm, tingly afterglow of the best orgasm experience in her life, Jean felt different. The fog of satisfaction coated a dull but persistent feeling that something was different. It was easy to ignore however and shifted her attention back on the pictures and video Ben took of her. She felt like an exotic creature of the woods. Lying on the ground naked in the forest, her senses heightened, the mental wash of the high energy level of ecstasy experienced and the...
It had been a couple of weeks since Ben arrived and once again he awoke with a start from another bad dream relating to events about his family. Breathing rather heavy he sat up and swung his feet off the bed to the floor. He bent over and ran through a deep breathing exercise to calm it and help clear his mind. He had dreamed like this five nights since coming here and wondered why. 'Guilt or anguish?' he thought to himself. He sat up from his bent over position and looked around noting the...
My marriage wasn't much of one. It felt more like a partnership than a marriage. I was on the road a lot to make ends meet and my wife was working part time, being homemaker and raising our daughter. Needless to say, we both were pretty miserable without being able to spend much time together.Then the unthinkable happened. While traveling through Kansas toward a South Carolina destination, I got a call from my sister that no sister should have to make. My wife and daughter perished in a car...
It's a wedding and we're sharing a hotel room with the in-laws and some friends. Just for changing, you understand, but my fantasy goes something like this:I've just showered and come back into the main room wrapped in a towel. I'm all warm and wet from the shower and feeling a little horny, but can't do anything about it as my sister-in-law, Charlie, and my buddy's wife, Linda are there doing their makeup. They are just wrapped in towels themselves, which doesn't help the tenting in my...
The house was empty, or so it seemed. Tom took off his jacket and hung it over the back of a chair in the living room. He went to the kitchen and took a beer from the fridge. Opening it, he took a long swig and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.“Ah… the weekend. Let the good times roll!” he thought to himself.He started to climb the stairs of the house, taking off his tie with his free hand. He took another swig of his beer, and heard what sounded like a moan. He stopped on the stairs...
I’m a man in my late sixties-healthy, vigorous, and still very much interested in sex. My wife, age sixty-one, still enjoys sex to some extent – but too slight for my taste. My sea fantasies are myriad.In one of my favorites, I’m a k** of about thirteen, and I’ve just found out what a thrill it is to jack off. My teacher is a doll by the name of Pennwell – we call her Penny. Every time she starts writing high on the blackboard her dress goes up, and every cock in the class rises in tribute....
The first time I saw her, I wasn’t prepared for that kind of a happening:I had been thumbing my way west, hoping to reach the Pa-cific coast before I ran out of money, and doing all . I had been on the road for two days, and had covered a thousand miles.The red convertible came over the hilltop like a rocket. Its pipes were screaming and the chrome glistening in the sun. I could tell by the speed it was coming that there was no room for me in there, so I didn’t even put out my thumb. Then to my...
I am black, twenty-two, and boyishly cute (according to a lovely woman I work with, who is ten years older than me). I earned a B.A. in political science recently, and am using it well – as a junior high school English teacher. This is not bad except that I wanted to fly with the Air force. (I’m a frus-trated fighter jock.)Okay, that out of the way, I have a fetish which forms the basis of my favorite fantasy.I fantasize being ****d – by a woman. I have heard of it, but don’t know how the...
I have never written anyone on a subject like this before but was so pleased to see so many of your female readers honestly expressing pleasure in expanding their sexual en-joyment, that I’m glad to see you explore the little-known subject of men’s fantasies, and want to contribute my own experience to the search.Since my wife and I have raised our c***dren and seen them happily married, it has been our custom to take half of our vacation together and the other half separately. She usu-ally...
I am forty, married, with three boys ages ten to eighteen. I guess I’d be considered middle income class – over thirty thousand dollars. My fantasy is a little “far-out,” but parts of it are real experience.The fantasy always involves my cutting the hair of beauti-ful women, and I do that a lot. It’s not my occupation, just a hobby, but I’m very good at it.Anyway, this fantasy involves a beautiful brunette with very long hair. She wants “the works.” First of all she has a glass of wine as I...
I am a twenty-six-year-old grad student currently finishing my Ph.D. dissertation. I spend my days writing and typing at home while my wife works, so I have ample time for sexual fantasies.I have far more kinky impulses than does my wife. She greatly enjoys “normal sex,” but has little interest in the ex-otic. She encourages my fantasizing since it gives me satis-faction without requiring that she herself engage in weird sexual practices.I often find myself fantasizing that something (hypnosis,...
My wife did not fantasize before she read Secret Garden. Now she asks me to tell her wild stories while I masturbate her.First let me tell you a little about us. I am twenty-six years old, and my wife Brenda is twenty-five. We have been mar-ried for six years and have one c***d age three. I have a high school education with a little college (two months).Brenda’s body is perfect except for a couple of small stretch marks on her stomach from the baby. Her breasts are beautiful with large brown...
My sex life began at an average age with my cousin, who was a year younger than I. My father left Mother when I was a young c***d, so I did not have any idea as to the feelings of having a father around. Mother has worked since she was deserted, having been hired by her former boss because she was very well educated in his particular field, patent attorney. During that time, after school, I would stop off at my aunt’s home until Mother finished work. My cousin was very tal-ented with a baton...
I’m twenty years old and have enjoyed many times the company of a female as well as fun with a few of the guys whom I have known since school days.Let’s go back to the time I was about eight years old. It was when I was jerking off my cock in the storage room in our home. Guess the room was to have been a bedroom but our parents never finished it and it became the back room where we kept everything from camping gear, Christmas ornaments, clothes, to a bed which was my play bench. When I wished...
I am married to a lovely woman and we have two beautiful c***dren, a boy and a girl. We both teach music, and our in-come is twenty-five thousand dollars per year.My fantasies are about my beautiful mother and me. In them, my mother is thirty-six but looks much younger. I am a sixteen-year-old boy with a perpetual hard-on. On a Sunday morning in summer, we go for a walk in the country. It is peaceful, sunny, and warm. My mother has a white simple dress on. Since the path is narrow, I walk...
I am fifty-one years old, married and have two c***dren, now away from home. I am a businessman in a small town. A sporadic sex life with my wife led me to have an affair with a younger woman, a divorcee. We would meet a few times per year. The hassle of avoiding prying gossips in a small town made us break off and she is now married to another.I have fantasized all my life, on a variety of sexual themes. My current favorite puzzles me since it is full of paradoxes. First, I am a rather...
I am thirty-five years old and a lawyer by profession. I have been married fifteen years and have had a fairly active sexual life. Fantasies have always played an important role in my sex life.I still remember many sexual incidents that occurred in my youth. One, in particular, has played an important role in shaping my fantasies. It happened when I was about eleven. I went swimming one day at the municipal pool. The pool con-tained a locker room for changing, and there were small en-closed...
I am thirty-three years old, married with two c***dren, and have an active sexual relationship with my wife. Being an army officer, we have traveled and lived in Europe for a total of almost five and one-half years. Much of our present atti-tude toward sex has been positively influenced by the Euro-pean acceptance of male and female sexuality.We have been married for ten years. We met in college and lived together for nearly two years before we were mar-ried. My wife is three years younger than...
I am now forty-nine years old, and I was forty before I found out how to turn women on! I met a twenty-two-year-old blonde who was aggressive because she was splitting with her old man. We met in an airport waiting room and made arrangements for our first get-together during a short flight when we’d both have a couple of hours in a distant town before changing planes to fly off in different places. It was the first great fuck for either of us! She had never gone down on a man before; and I...
My profession is the law. I am thirty-four, six-one, one hundred eighty pounds, dark complexion (I’m half Mexican), enjoy women – their touch, their taste, their smell, and ulti-mately their sexuality.I have the usual male response ego-wise to seeing a woman I am making love to experiencing a particularly satis-fying orgasm or series of orgasms. But I really get off when my partner totally loses her control while I’m keeping mine (at least for the moment). When I can feel my woman raising her...
First of all, I am thirty-four years old, married and a schoolteacher. My home sex life is rather dull, which ac-counts for the vivid imagination that I’ve managed to develop over the years, especially as I work with many gorgeous young women.My fantasies always revolve around some of my students, who are aged from sixteen to eighteen. Being a confirmed “ass man” I am constantly distracted by the luscious curves all around me at school.While masturbating I imagine that the girls are all ready...
Here’s a fantasy of mine that came to life last spring. I’ve never told anyone about this experience until now. I’m a twenty-two-year-old guy, born and bred in Washington, D.C.I’ve had this fantasy for a few years. It basically includes having a girl serve me sexually, and spanking her from time to time.Well, last April I was walking with Carol, a close friend with whom I’ve never had sex. We shared intimate secrets – including me telling her that I’d love to fuck her and her de-clining. Carol...
My fantasies stem from the first significant sexual events in my life which occurred during my twelfth and thirteenth years. I had entered puberty then and my sexual apparatus had started to mature and I was beginning to sprout pubic hairs. I was also having a terrible time with unexpected and unbidden erections and was starting to look at girls in a new way.Up the street a few houses from us lived a girl named Jill who was about a year younger than I. Jill was very pretty and petite with milk...
You are lying on your bed face down with your head turned to one side. You are wearing both a bra and knickers, both black. I can see that you have your right hand down inside your knickers because your fingers can be seen moving very slowly and gently between your legs, lifting the material, and you are ever so smoothly raising and dropping your hips from the bed as you rub and caress yourself.Starting at your toes, I lick each foot, each toe, and each instep very gently and sensuously –...
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You are alone in the hotel room, I had to leave for a several hours and told you I’d be back around 10:30. You didn’t want me to leave, but when I promised you extra special treatment when I returned, you graciously didn’t argue with me. After an hour or so you decided to draw a bath, and prepare yourself for my return. You soak and luxuriate until you feel as if your skin is going to slough off if you stay in any longer, and then rinse the suds off with the showerhead as the tub drains. I...
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I now knew that my wife had photos that she thought she could use to make sure that she could keep me away from Marg. She knew me well and understood that I would do nothing to put a person that I cared about at risk.What Sue didn’t know of course is that Marg was unlikely to be as upset as she thought because during our time together Marg had actually encouraged me to seduce her sister. Marg wanted Lyn to know how beautiful sex could be if the person’s intent was simply to please her. The...
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She stood naked near the window, silhouetted against the dim light that came through the lace curtains. He could see that she was still naked, a cigarette in her hand. She took a puff before putting it in an ashtray on the small table in front of her. ‘I’m happy that you’re writing again,’ she said. She noticed the filled legal pads and closed laptop on his desk before she walked into his bedroom. She knew that he was going through some writer’s block lately. ‘Have anything ready for me to...
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"Harder if you like""I don't want to hurt you." "It's all right now. Please do it." She was astride him, her eyes drawn momentarily to a small bead of perspiration running from his forehead to the grey flecks at his temple, then looking down on the finger tips tightening their grip on her nipples. At the start this would have hurt but now, with her juices flowing, she liked the added stimulation, supplementing the hardness of him inside her.As they fucked in silence - varying the pace,...
IncestCum Girl was idle. Her children had left for the night & Master was away on 'business'. Though what business it was that had left her here alone for three days with so few instructions to complete she did not know. What was worse, this imposed inactivity, this lack of Master instructed sexual release, was having an affect on her body.All day her nipples, usually so placid, had been stiff & erect rubbing themselves against the thin cotton halter she'd worn, sending sharp pulses...
Alyssa slipped her arm around John’s and admired his reflection in the mirror. “I have to hand it to Mael’nerak, the man really knew how to make an impression. You look magnificent.” John glanced down at the beautifully tailored suit, with its high neck and stylish lines, then gave her a self-conscious smile. “There’s certainly no fading into the background wearing this ... but are you sure it says ‘benevolent protector’ not ‘tyrannical overlord’?” She turned to face him and stroked his...
She remembered that she and Thorin had escaped, that he had come to her rescue, and that he had agreed to keep her warm that night to avoid using a fire. As she watched him sleeping the full night came back to her, she had agreed to be his queen. Arnial tilted her head examining him a bit more closely now while he slept. He was naked she knew beneath the cloak they had slept under and she moved the claok so she could see a bit more of him but still be respectful. His chest had light scars...