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Bracing myself with a flinch, my cloth-bound fist punches out the small decorative pane of glass. There’s a deafening crash and a shower of tinkling glass across stone tiles. I freeze to the spot, listening for any movement inside. ‘Fucking noise…’ I think, knocking out the broken shards as quietly as possible. The oak door’s fixed with a large iron lock some would call ‘rustic’ or ‘traditional’. I find the whole thing a distasteful waste of money; another way of showing how superior and classy...

Piano Lessons How It Bega

When my husband left me, saying he has fallen in love with another, I felt numb. I couldn't believe it. But, I had no time to wallow in the pain I felt. I had two kids now to take care of, alone, full-time. I decided a part-time job, along with the job I already had was the answer. I could do it at home as well. Piano lessons had always brought me joy. I let it slip as the children got older, focusing more on them. * Now it is a year later, my husband is now my ex, my kids are stable, happy...

A Shift In Power

Ava had been in the waiting room for only twenty minutes before she started fidgeting. She picked at the invisible lint on her skirt, and every couple seconds she would straighten it. Her eyes kept glancing around the room, and she grew more and more embarrassed as the time ticked on. She couldn’t figure out why she was the one sitting in the waiting room of a sex therapist office. Will was the one that had been having the affairs. ‘Surely, he should be here discussing his issues with...

Run Dammit Run

A few miles outside of Rome. Rome, Georgia that is…. Moaning and rubbing his eyes, Ryan woke to the noise of a crowing rooster. A glance toward the bedroom window showed just enough light to let him know it was almost dawn. The rooster crowed again. “Damn noisy cock,” he moaned under his breath. A loud sigh grabbed his attention and he turned toward the woman lying in bed with him. Clenching her hands she gritted her teeth and moaned, “I should fry that damn rooster for supper.” Ryan’s head...

Non Fiction Train

I should be ashamed. But I’m not. It’s been six months since it happened; and up until now, I’ve kept my mouth shut. Now, I’ve chosen to be bold. Why? Well, it’s my resolution for 2015: to hell with what people think. I resolved to chase my worries with an imaginary lick of salt and a virtual shot of Patron, throwing all inhibitions over my shoulder. (Yes, I’m still trying to convince myself; it’s a work in progress.) By the way, this is a true story – hence the declarations. Some may condemn...

Molten Core

The workshop existed in a world of heat and light all its own. Patiently, Eve turned her blowpipe, expertly heating the carefully shaped multicolored layers of molten glass. Her lean, muscled arms held the pipe steady as she twisted it, watching through the glory hole as the glass began to glow faintly inside the furnace. The room was hot enough so that she worked in a ribbed white tank top, with a ragged but well fitting pair of canvas cargos to protect her legs from stray shards. Judging the...

I m Sorry Daddy

Kailee knew she shouldn’t be here. He warned her of what would happen if she came into his space alone again. Shane, her father in-law was a good man, but he liked things his way. He wanted everything run his way. When Kailee and his son had to move back in with him and his wife while their place was being finished, the rules had been simple. Stay out of his office. Last week Kailee had been wandering around the large house, bored and looking for something to do. She walked down the hall and...

A Typical Friday Night

So there I was, in the bar, being propositioned by an attractive young man. Very attractive actually: mid-twenties, good body, gorgeous brown eyes and the most enormous bulge in his trousers. He had a big, fat cock tucked away in there. Excellent. Exactly what I was looking for.“Yes, I’ll fuck you,” I whispered.So what if I’d only just met him?He edged closer, a devious glint in those beautiful eyes. “What’s your name?”“Does it matter?”“Yes. I need to know what to call you when you beg me for...

Saving Felicity

“Here will work just fine,” Eduardo pointlessly shouted to Felicity, over the deafening howl of the wind. His face was covered with a scarf, snood and goggles, which made it impossible to see what he was saying. His muffled words were picked up by the wind and carried away, but in that moment it was fear that caused Felicity’s deafness to intensify. All around her, the world had turned to a blur of fast moving, piercingly cold, needles of snow and ice. The huge Antarctic mountain they had...

The boy next door

"Son of a bitch." The words slip from my lips as the door shuts behind me, and bumps against my ass. I clutch the white towel tightly around my body and turn around to bang against the door with my fist. "Open the door, Leah!" I yell, praying that she'll unlock the door and let me back into my apartment. "Hmm, let me think about that... nope!" Her voice carries through the door, and I stomp my foot in a childish manner. "Damn it, Leah. It's my apartment!" I pout and continue to pound my fist...

What price curiosity Part 1 Wi

“You look like shit!” Paris peered over her sunglasses and took in Tom’s seedy appearance. The heavy eyes, tousled hair and dark stubble that shadowed the ridge of his jaw could lead to only one conclusion - he hadn’t been home last night. Her lips pursed as she blew the foam from her cappuccino. “And you’re late. Again.” A small burst of air raised a chestnut curl from in front of hazel eyes as she huffed her displeasure. Tom looked down at his wrinkled shirt. “Just rolled outta bed,” he...

The Christmas Party

Christmas parties.I hate them.At our office they are mandatory, which isn't very fair if you ask me. Why be forced into something you don't want to do just for the sake of "office relations"? If only the high-ups knew what kind of relations were going on, they might change their minds. When I take my boss' job, which I will one day, I will stop the parties being mandatory. They have this thing where they choose a male and female to be "sexy" Santa's. This year my friend Wendy, was chosen as the...

A Monumental Affair

The unparalleled panorama of staggeringly beautiful scenery was nearly lost in the heat haze that shimmered off the tarmac as we made our way steadily along route US163. Fortunately Lucy was driving, allowing me to soak up the views from the car window as the landscape, completely overwhelming in both its majesty and its size, swept serenely by. Lucy and I had arrived in Las Vegas five days earlier with four other friends. Principal among them was Helen, good friend to both of us and also bride...

Our First Photoshoot

Sheri and I had been friends for a long time, but we had never done anything like this before. We'd never even talked about it, and yet all our preparations for her nude photo-shoot over the course of the past few days precipitated on the tacit assumption that somehow, at some point, our naked bodies would very likely come together very intimately today. Whether or not I was really ready for a sexual encounter with my closest friend, the possibility of this happening was something I could...

My First Photoshoot

"You're not going to show these to anyone, are you?" I implored, as I hesitantly un-hooked my bra and let my bare breasts fall into view of the camera lens perched atop a tripod only a few feet in front of me. My lips pouted with an unconscious tremble, knowing this was the moment of my surrender. Regardless of how ingenuous an answer I received, this was the turning point, after which I could no longer be certain that photos of me in the nude would never find their way into the grubby hands of...

Want

My body aches. It is an ache that reaches from my toes, toes that curled each and every time he made me come, to the follicles of my hair, hair he had wrapped around his thick fingers and pulled with such perfect timing. It hurt to even open my eyes, because opening them would mean that it was time for me to take my behind home. Speaking of my behind… Good Lord, this man and the things he has done to me. I can still feel the proof of where he has entered me, touched and tasted me. Just the...

Kidnapped Teased and Fuck

I don't have dreams very often. Well, if I do I don't remember them. There is one dream I remember quite vividly though, and it got me hot. Really, really hot. And wet. But no, I won't get ahead of myself. I'll start at the beginning. Late one night sleep had been avoiding me for a long time and I was getting frustrated with tossing and turning. I was in a state between awake and asleep when suddenly I heard a scratching sound, then a click and scrape. Was someone sliding my window open? My...

Bad Habits Need Hard Measur

For the first few weeks working at Joelle’s, my feet never really touched the floor. This was everything I had dreamed of, and more. In case you don’t know about her - though I’d be curious if you didn’t - Joelle’s the woman who turned makeup into a true art. Where others only “applied” lipstick, rouge and eye shadow, she painted with an artist’s skill and turned the plainest women into goddesses, into true artwork. Nobody knew her surname, and nobody needed to. All the big stars flocked to her...

Cruel Carnal Convent

There she sat, grey-haired and stern looking like always, in the middle of the long cherry-wood table on the dais, her lips barely able to contain that self-assured smile that annoyed me so much. Behind her hung the usual silly and perversely expensive depictions of tiny angels worshipping the Lord. Left and right of her, her fellow senior sisters in their black habits waited submissively for her signal to start the meal, now that the prayer was over, and I had to struggle to contain my...

A Wedding Befitting A Slut

I had been called all kinds of names in my life, but “slut” was probably the most common - not that I really minded that one, because I knew that it came close enough to the truth. But I had really tried to be my best, chastest self for Andrew in the year we had been together, and besides the one or other time when I was boozed out of my mind, I thought that I had managed it rather well. When Martha, his mother, used that self-same term to describe me, the hurt didn’t come from the word itself,...

Not A Word To Grace

Pressure was the first thing that hit me – literally – as I groaned reluctantly back to the waking world. Rolling over under the familiar duvet, my forearm draped over my eyes and shielded me from the world that seemed so harsh. My head throbbed so painfully I almost feared my skull might pop like an over-stretched novelty balloon. Cautiously, I opened my eyes and winced, whining as the burning light of day seared into my brain. Through a determination that surprised me, I managed to open my...

I Seduced My Dad s Law part

So these won’t really be like stories. At least not yet since I don’t really know how to make up stuff like the writers on here. It will be more like a diary or a blog to tell you about the sex things and other things in my life. This first diary entry I’m gonna give you some background so you understand why I picked this guy for my first time. So this happened yesterday and I’m writing quite fast because I’m so excited so if I spell stuff wrong or whatever, hey it’s my first story ok? So...

Shall I Serve You Myself

It was just another normal day in the cheese aisle when I first noticed her. Customers came and went as normal buying all manner of chilled foods. The queue at the deli ebbed and flowed as people clamoured for cheese, cold meats and fresh pizzas. It was my job to manage the staff and ensure all the shelves were fully stocked. In hindsight I didn't pay too much attention the first time, but after four days of seeing her visit my aisles I knew every curve of her body! On day one she bought milk...

First time gay fuck

Luke and I had always got on well. Sharing a mutual dislike of a girl we had both dated, but who had cheated on us both meant we had a sympathy for each other’s situation. We soon found we liked the same things though,and it was really easy for us to have a laugh together. This is the story of one time we met for a drink, which had an end neither of us would ever have imagined. It was summer, and we hadn’t seen each other for a while. We met up at a bar nearby and started having a few drinks. I...

She Just Wants To Be

Beads of sweat formed on Belle’s forehead, her open mouth silently voicing her pleasure. She allowed herself to get completely lost in the moment, blocking out the reality of her circumstance and denying to herself the true material origins of the ecstasy she was now experiencing, pretending the looming orgasm was for her alone to enjoy. Her bared chest heaved with her heavy breaths and quickening pulse, her vividly pink nipples erect from a mixture of arousal and the perpetual draught that...

The Babysitter

The market place was bathed in sunshine as Claire trundled her suitcase behind her. She pushed the heavy glass door to the Starbucks, and surveyed the choice of drinks behind the counter. Claire had just completed her first semester and was looking forward to meeting up with some of her friends and making the most of the summer. As she was ordering her coffee, she received a call from her Mum, who she thought, had just returned home from a holiday in Cyprus with her Dad. “Hi Mum.” “Darling,...

Painting Pictures

Mia flicked her long, dark braid over her shoulder and took in her work with a critical eye. Her compressed lips softened into a slow smile as her gaze swept from one side of the wall to the other. She planted her hands on her hips and let out a relieved breath, pleased with her efforts. Even with the scaffolding still in the way it didn’t detract from the overall effect. Gareth Robertson of Robertson Klein Architects had commissioned her to create a cityscape mural for the conference room...

Power Play

“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.” ― Oscar Wilde 'Rebecca Weiss is a seventeen-year-old junior at Rosemont High School. She was referred to me by Principal Burton for consultation regarding potentially inappropriate and unsafe sexual activities allegedly committed on school property.' 'The initial report, filed by Mrs. Elaine Matthews, who claims to have witnessed the act, states that she observed Ms. Weiss engaging in an act of oral copulation with an...

Jill Steps Out A Cuck is C

As the door closed behind me I looked at my watch. One a.m. I should be home in less than half an hour. It smelled refreshing and invigorating outside. As I walked to my car the last few drops of his semen ran down my leg. My bra and panties were in my purse. I was dressed in my normal work attire, not having showered after. I was sure I was ripe with the fresh sent of rigorous sex. When I arrived home intended to drop my clothes, get into bed, odorous as I was, and shower in the morning.I...

Would You Like Ketchup

She had the sweetest voice. Cheerful and friendly; not the kind that’s drilled into you by managers, but sincere sounding. It’s hard to tell by a voice, but I guessed her to be young, probably college age, since the university was just down the street.“Fries, please. And a diet Pepsi.”I smiled as she repeated it back, putting a little pop into the ‘p’s.“Will there be anything else?” she asked, her voice not losing any of its allure despite issuing from the metal box just left of the menu...

Send in the Clone

Ryan grabbed a towel, having just finished a quick shower. With their son off at his parents’ house for a few days, he knew what his wife’s suggestion to take a shower right after dinner meant. They were both a couple of days overdue for some alone time, and breaking that fast always resulted in mind-blowing sex. He toweled off, gave his hair a cursory blow dry, and pulled on a pair of boxers he didn’t expect to be wearing long. Opening the door to see Jane still dressed in the casual clothing...

Bitches On Heat

Isn’t it amazing how quickly the second week of a holiday seems to go? That’s exactly how I felt the other day after returning from a two week trip to Europe. Just as I was wallowing in that post vacation melancholy, it was time for a girlie weekend at my place with my usual crowd plus a couple of Laura’s friends from uni. The most I have ever put up in my apartment was five, but with seven of us, I had to be a bit creative and organised for Laura’s Mum to bring over a folding bed and some...

Party Naked The Grand Fina

(episode 32) A sinking depression had hit me as the spring semester of my senior year came to a close. Actually, I think it was more of feeling of being very nostalgic, but I thought I was depressed. Fraternity parties, socials with sororities, football tailgate parties at our rental house, weekends clubbing downtown as a group, fraternity intramural sports, initiating pledges, riding my motorcycle up the stairs of the frat house during parties, wearing panties on our heads, funneling beer,...

Champagne For Two

Every fiber of my being stands on edge, leaving me floating through the livingroom as I light the candles. Thoughts of my husband brought me to this deliciously heightened state of arousal. The things I am about to do go beyond the mere sensuality of love making. They are the kind of dirty, naughty thoughts a woman usually doesn't share outside the confines of her boudoir.For twelve, wonderful years, my husband has made me happier than I could have ever imagined. I knew he was the one, even on...

Executive Toy

I sighed, hit “send” on my email, and wondered if it was time for another trip across the road to Costa. The office was supposed to be air-conditioned, but it didn’t seem to be working today, just when it was most needed. It’s not that I was complaining about the hot weather, it’s just that I’d much rather be out sun-bathing than stuck at my computer all day.Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.“I don’t suppose you’ve got any Ibuprofen, Annie. This heat’s given me a splitting headache, and I must...

Teaching Her a Lesson

I was sitting at my desk getting ready for the next class like I usually do on my break. Except for the last couple weeks my mind has been wandering off to her. She’s petite, slim with a perfect hour glass figure. Her breasts aren’t huge, but they aren’t small either, they’re exactly proportionate to her curvy figure. She has a smile that could steal your breath away, and her green eyes that could light up a whole city were a perfect contrast to her tanned skin and candy apple red hair. Not...

Kinky Twisted College Sex

(episode 31) Prelude to the Party: After finding out about Mary Beth’s kinky tryst at the lesbian club and also allowing myself to participate in Jennifer’s twisted drug-fueled gang bang, I found myself in a very strange mood. In fact it was like being apathetic, ashamed, strangely aroused and creeped out all at once. Despite all the bizarre events of the past weekend, I thought I’d try to maintain my relationship with Mary Beth. I figured my participation in Jennifer’s twisted orgy and Mary...

Wrist

I’ve always considered myself to be a pretty open minded woman. My vast and uninhibited views naturally apply to my sexual interests as well. Anal sex…check. Water sports...of course. Public and risky fucking, sex toys, and the typical "kinky" requests and fetishes were readily and willingly indulged by me. Then I met him.Suddenly, it seemed like my once open mind was closing shut, and initially, I questioned the scope of the sexual common ground that I could have with this man. He was single,...

Kinky Twisted College Sex

(episode 30) My infatuation with Mary Beth grew during January of 2008. She was damned sexy and really good looking, plus she had one of planet Earth’s best camel toes. Another great thing about Mary Beth was that she was almost as daring and insatiable as Jennifer. However, as February came along, a few problems did arise. Mary Beth was becoming more and more possessive and controlling, and she would get really pissed off about me going over to Brittany and Jennifer’s apartment to study. ...

Mile High Sluts Part 1 of

I had thirty days left to find a way to make it to the Maldives, where I had promised to meet up with John, chat partner, cyber lover and, from the pictures he had sent me and which had me spend hours upon hours with my fingers between my thighs, stud extraordinaire. But how do you get halfway across the world when all you have left on your bank account are one-hundred and twenty-three dollars and eighteen cent? That was the question that I had been wracking my brain about for the last four...

Go Ahead

Whenever I need to use a public toilet, I invariably go into one of the cubicles even if the entire row of urinals is empty. This used to be because, having had some bad reactions from women at the large size of my manhood, I was self-conscious about exposing my genitals to other people and preferred to hide myself away.These days, that no longer bothers me at all. Since I've never had a bad response from men on that score, I've become far more confident about revealing my large penis to my own...

Tension

She stripped out of her scrubs in the hospital locker room, tossed them into the soiled laundry bin, and stepped into one of the twenty identical shower stalls, pulling the plastic curtain shut behind her. The hot, just shy of scalding water hit her surprised skin and began washing away the disinfectant smell of work, to replace it with the rose scent of her perfumed body wash. She loved this wash, the way it lathered up thick and white with her body pouf sponge, the way it made her feel human...

Secret Diary of a Cheerlead

Thursday May 15th I wouldn’t say Mr LeMay was putty in my hands... but I think I can say ‘mission accomplished.’ I would like to think that I came away with my pride intact. I bumped into a gorgeous Asian girl named Rupi in the dining hall. She’s relocated from New York and she wants to join the Cheerleading team. I expect to see more of her later. It was the day of my appointment with the Principal. Yes, I was nervous, but I knew the ball was in my half of the field and it was my game to...

Seducing Collette

She was the first thing I saw when I looked outside the kitchen window of our newly acquired house in the small Yorkshire village, and I was smitten the moment I glimpsed the saucy twintails in her red hair, the big eyes that appeared to look at the world with utter astonishment and the lithe form of her cute body, pale skin painted with delicious freckles and barely covered by the lime-green bikini. ‘Blessed be the weather gods for allowing me this sight,’ I thought to myself, quite aware how...

Candice Down Under

I didn't realize how much my life was changing until it was almost too late. The transition was slow as I moved from the life of a carefree twenty-something to being a more responsible, middle aged husband and father.As the years crept by, the youthful exuberance my wife and I once shared slowly gave way to the repetitive boredom of everyday life. Maybe that’s what they call getting old. Then again, maybe it’s just the ongoing process of growing up.The thing was, I wasn’t enjoying getting...

A Late Night Call

“Talk dirty to me.” “How dirty would you like me to get?” “Really dirty. Shock me. Make me cum here in my empty bed, totally fucked by what you dream of doing to me.” “I dream of sinking my fingers deep into your wet pussy in a crowded lift as we travel upward, and feeling you shudder in silent climax as you try desperately not to cry out.” “Oh, that’s good. What else?” “I dream of making you paint my toenails while a roomful of men watch, wondering if we’re lovers, dreaming of us naked,...

Party in the Poconos Day 1

Jason parked the car in front of the “lodge,” really just a big cabin in the Poconos. Three other cars had arrived ahead of us, all nicer than our five year old Camry. I waited for Jason to get the luggage out of the trunk. I didn’t know any of these people and my tummy churned with anxiety. My husband of not quite six months could lead the way. It was Saturday, Labor Day weekend, almost seventeen years ago. I was only 23! Inside, no one greeted us, but we heard talking and laughing out back....

Under Pressure

“Suck my dick,” he answered me, voice unsteady, tenor tones punctuated by a quick inhalation. Hands pressed into his chest, I tipped forward till the ends of my hair brushed against his face, ignoring his request even though I had just asked him what he wanted. I smeared my dripping pussy on him. “Oh?” my voice soft and teasing, “do you want me to kneel between your legs?” His cock between us brushed against my own aroused bud as I rocked my hips. Voice breaking, I gasped at the touch, “Do you...

Claimed

There was something so familiar. This was not the first time she had looked into the intensity of those ice grey eyes, Asia was certain of it. Who could forget such a hauntingly unique color, the distinct clarity, the way they seemed to bore through her and create a rush that could only be compared to actual physical intimacy. The fact that he was a stranger and on the opposite end of the room only left Asia in a confused state of uneasiness. His eyes almost seemed to glow in the low lighting...

Crossing The Street

"You say you want to," came the brusque voice over the phone, "but you don't, not really. I can hear it. I know your type, you're too frightened." I nearly panicked. "No, no, please, I need you to teach me, please. Please I want to..." "You want to what?" she sneered after my pause. "You can't even say it, never mind do it." I heard her scoffing laugh through my cell phone and felt the sting as if she were right there. "I don't have time for this bullshit, Sonia." "No, really, I mean it, I...

Secret Diary of a Cheerlead

Friday May 2nd Maisie Edwards is such a loser. Just because she gave Mr Totbury, the geography tutor, a hand job, she thinks she’s the cat’s whiskers. It turns out, he’s not even on the judging panel. That girl is just one epic fail. My name is Danny and I am a Junior cheerleader for one of the top football teams in the south of the USA. This year I got short-listed for Cheerleader of the Year in my grade. To get short-listed, you have to have what it takes. Your high kick has to be faultless...

Alfresco Orgy

The summer after my seventeenth birthday, my parents let me go away on a week’s camping holiday with three friends: Mandy, Sam and Chris. We’d all been friends since primary school, and though we’d gone off to different secondary schools we’d still kept in touch.Mandy’s parents had an old VW Campervan (how cool is that?) and they agreed to drive us all up to the Lake District for a week. Some old friends of theirs had a farm by Ennerdale Water, and they often used to go up there and pitch a...

Strangers

I had been going out with Val for a few months. We had fun together and enjoyed each other’s company. We hadn’t discussed whether we were dating each other exclusively. We hadn’t said “I love you,” the charmed words that mark the boundary waters of a serious relationship. We saw each other most weekends, and occasionally during the week. Our sex was electric, and at the time the primary glue of our relationship. She was in many ways still a stranger to me, and I to her. We were sitting at a...

My Sister s Dirty Little S

Justin was twenty-eight when he returned to the States. After two tours with the Marines, he found adjusting to civilian life to be more difficult than he expected. Unable to find a decent, full-time job, he managed to line up some auto repair work on the side. It wasn’t much, but those old jobs did keep his bills paid. With no other option, he moved back into his parent’s home with his younger sister, Reese.He didn't really mind. Being too broke to have a girlfriend meant he wasn't ready for a...

Rachel s Panties

Rachel was far from the first lodger I had taken in over the twenty years I had been living here, but she was the first who managed to fool me. Her proper facade crumbled after only a week, and I felt enraged and foolish when I stood in the middle of my own living room and shouted her name, while a pair of panties, so tiny that you couldn’t even scribble “modesty” on their front, dangled from my fingers. “Missus LeClare?” She ambled into the room with a smile - after I had called out her name...

Skype Masturbate With Me

In my darkened bedroom, I stare at the blinking cursor on our Skype chat. I have been watching it blink for far too long. I’m waiting for you to come home and sign on. It has seemed like one of the longest days of my life. I've been so wound up, I'm aching for you. I’m sitting here on my bed, with the blankets already turned down. I have a surprise for you, when you do eventually come on. I just wish you’d hurry up now. I have been waiting almost an hour. I am feeling a little impatient. ...

The Inheritance

I am a farmer of fertile Kansas fields, considered by most to be a kind man with a welcoming smile. A pillar of the small farming community I call home, an elder at my church, and decent enough looking that women have commented on it over the years, particularly my blue eyes, which contrast with my weathered skin, I guess. I always choose my words carefully with men and women alike, and I like to think I am polite to a fault. I rarely touch wine or spirits. “Treat others as you would be...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

New School New Friends

When I heard the first call of "cocksucking slut" from across the quad I cringed. Quickening my pace I pretended to ignore the group of boys as they laughed uproariously, howling and jeering, adding 'ass-licker' and 'cum whore' to their shouted invectives. I felt my face redden, imagining their pointed fingers as they identified and ridiculed me to the campus. I bristled with anger at myself for giving in, because I'd known what would happen. Just like my senior year at high school! When I'd...

Ready for the Storm

The storm was gathering pace. My window panorama showed the trees thrashing about, trying to cling on to the steep cliffs that dropped sharply to the ocean. The cliff-top house creaked and shuddered around me in the gale, 400 feet above a small bay that was being relentlessly pounded by wave after wave of angry, dark-grey water. Just yesterday, I had picked my way carefully down the cliff trail and stood on the tiny beach, looking out at the calm waters of the Pacific, waiting for the sun to...

Wife Confessions

My husband was a very dominant man when we first met. It was a trait I appriciatd in a man and one of the things about him I liked the most. He stayed like that for the two years we dated and through the first year of our marriage. That was until he came to me and told me he was sexually unhappy. I was shocked and confused, trying to think and figure out how he could possibly feel this way. He confessed to me that he was having submissive fantasies and that the thought of being dominated by a...

Taken to the Edge

My phone rang. My heart pounded like the fast beats of my ringtone, which would have been playing had it not been on silent. I answered the call, “Hello.” “Where is he?” his deep strong voice said. “I can see him in the next room. He’s asleep on the sofa." “Touch your cunt for me.” “What!? I can’t. He might wake up.” “Do it.” I slid my hand down and under my panties. I could feel the heat before my fingers touched my slick pussy. My breathing quickened. I couldn’t take my eyes off my...

Secret Seduction

Coming of age was one of those expressions that Matt Baker had never considered in any detail. He had ambled along through his teenage years, noticing girls more and more without being in a mad rush to do anything. It was after turning 16 that his hormones really kicked in. The trouble was, that Matt was just naturally shy and had never plucked up the courage to ask a girl out. Since then, events had begun to overtake him. He was gradually beginning to discover the pleasures of the flesh. Judy...

Cock sucking Teens

Gav slipped off his leather jacket and hung it over the back of his chair. It was Monday again and he needed to get to grips with the project that he was overseeing. He was head of IT Infrastructure at a busy lingerie firm. Lucy’s Underwear Show House had a turnover of £120 million and was one of the fastest growing businesses in the sector. In spite of the recession the company had made inroads into the ‘bedroom’ market capitalizing on the gap left by a recently dissolved name. Gav was a...

Forbidden Encounters

Since his last visit to Larry’s Mum’s house, Matt had hardly thought of anything else. Being his best friend’s Mum, he had always attempted to keep any ‘thoughts’ he might have under mental lock and key. Being alone with her in her kitchen, while Larry was in hospital and her husband working away, had gotten out of hand. While his first blowjob and tit-wank from the buxom 39 year old, should have eased his frustrations, it had the opposite effect. Being nearly 17 with a teenager’s rampant...

Baby Oil Bad Boy

Saturday mornings felt like being wrapped up in a warm, snuggly blanket on an icy cold winter’s night. They are the sanctuary for the weekday weary, and for Sarah it meant she could rouse from her ‘slumber of the dead’ a couple of hours later than usual. It was a lovely feeling, being relaxed and totally at peace with the world. She stretched out her tired, weary limbs under the big soft duvet and smiled; it felt like floating on a fluffy white cloud. Five days of the week, the pressures of...

Afternoon Delight

Matt wiped his brow on his T-shirt and looked down the line of soil that he had turned over. He still had a load to do and it felt like it was taking forever. If at least he could get half way by tea time he would feel like he had broken the back of his job. His friend’s mum, Judy Morris, peered out of her kitchen window and admired Matt’s six pack, which he had revealed on mopping his perspiration. As Larry was in hospital with a broken leg and Judy’s husband was in Scotland on business, Matt...

Confessions Of A Virgin Slu

I shook and clenched as the orgasm erupted inside my feverish body. I looked at the young man as he smiled down at me. His fingers were slick with my juices, his dick was snug in the moist warmth of my greedy mouth, and his mind was on the one thing that he should have fucking forgot about—my pussy. That’s right, my pussy. I wasn’t giving it up—at least not in that way. That was an ordinary Friday night for me. I spent many weekends dating horny teenagers that never had a shot. Call me what...

The Sweet Punishment of Mim

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit,” Mimi muttered, as she ran down the sidewalk. Late again for her weekly appointment with Mistress Katrina, she knew that her strict Domme would be highly irritated with her disrespectful behavior. She had warned Mimi that if it happened again that there would be consequences. “Oh, God. She’s gonna skin me alive,” Mimi thought. Her four inch stilettos, not made for comfort much less running, clicked on the concrete. Sprinting up the stone steps leading to the...

Focused On Sex

Milena's story My name is Milena and I work in a well-known chain of Opticians on the high street. When the manageress of our store suggested that we have a ‘wear what you want day’ I was excited. I’ve always been one for fancy dress. Then she added one or two caveats. We must be decent and not wear anything that brings the business into disrepute. Knowing me, that was a tall ask, but hey ho! She said it would be good for morale and create a talking point among customers and attract passing...

Phone Sex

Lying on my bed, with my phone pressed against my ear, I listen to you plea with me. “Baby, please, I need you,” I hear you insist on telling me. I hear the want in your voice, making me tremble with need. My fingers roam over my semi-naked body, caressing myself how I would like you to caress me. All I have on are your favourite pair of pink panties. The ones you love so much on me. They fit my perfect ass, as you always love to tell me. “I need you too, baby,” I whisper lightly. “Tell me...

My Last Morning With Me

Ah, Melissa. That’s a name that brings back fond memories of a time of passion and illicit romance. Even now, I can taste the hint of cinnamon on her lips and sense the subtle fragrance of an obscure flower that was the essence of the perfume she wore.Melissa and her husband, a stoic and foolish man whose unpronounceable name I have chosen to forget, lived in the same apartment complex as I. Even so, she might never have come to my attention if not for the fact that we did our laundry at the...

A Night at the Theatre

Written by AlinaX and Sandy Monroe One Friday morning, mid-November, I was surprised to receive a call from Ben. With his new job in the City, I never usually heard from him during the day, and rarely saw him except at the weekends. “Hi Ali,” he said, sounding very anxious. “Are you free to talk?” I looked around, intrigued, a little worried, but there was no one in earshot. “Yes. What’s up?” He was silent for a few seconds, which only made me more nervous. “You remember the other night?”...

Stacey s Choice

It was one of those perfect June days that we wait for all winter. The sun was warm, the sky a clear and intense blue without a cloud in sight. It felt like slipping into a warm bath rather than the sauna that the heat and humidity of August would bring. There were even people out sailing at midday this Friday as Stacey gazed out of her office window toward Lake Ontario. They were starting their weekend early and although she had a lot of work to do, she wanted to join them, or at the least get...

The Perfect Threesome

I’ve been steady with Laura for nearly two years now and we have a very close bond. We are as much buddies as anything but we are close and don’t have any secrets. We are both openly bisexual, but prefer girls for lots of reasons. Despite swinging both ways, guys have been few and far between of late. I just haven’t gone out of my way to seek male company. That all changed recently. I guess you would describe my taste in guys as ‘fussy.’ I like them to be young, fit and cute; but manly. I...

Mrs Vandermeer s Rules 9

Sometimes we do things in the heat of the moment that we regret for the rest of our lives. Recently I’d let myself be filmed, naked and masturbating, admitting on camera that I was Abby’s slutty little plaything. Funny thing is, even now, six days later, I had no regrets. If anything, I was rather proud of myself. It had taken a lot of courage to do what I’d done. I felt like I’d somehow taken a step into adulthood. Sixteen year old Shannon Spencer was growing up quickly.“What are your plans...

Lonely Housewife

She needed to have her senses challenged, to feel nature close to her; she didn’t want to hug-a-tree, she wanted the trees to hug her. Feeling more at home sitting on the wooden staircase than anywhere else, she observed the door that lead out into the front of the property. She stared, admiring the beauty of the oak grain, before raising her head to look up to the small window above the door frame. Before she arrived at her new home in a new state with her family, watching wispy clouds drift...

Quartet

Seattle, Winter ‘07 Her name was Lucy, or at least that’s the name she used, and she was a junkie. I didn’t need to see the track marks to know. In my line of work, I’d seen enough addicts to ID them quickly. She said she was 25, another lie. Closer to 20 would be my guess. That’s the thing about junkies. Lying comes naturally. It’s second nature. “I want to get clean.” See? Translation. I’d rather go to rehab then the slammer. Eventually, I got the truth out of her, though. Surprisingly,...

Cordelia s Feet

Much has been said about Cordelia Channings, but it usually boiled down to one fact - she was a queen bee. She had the aura and arrogance to make her peers fall all over each other to fulfill her every whim, and she knew it and took advantage of it. She was also sixteen and, while already becoming a woman in her own right, still carried the playful and innocent complexion of youth. She was tall, blond, lean and tanned, and she set trends.One developing trend, though, was to completely ignore...

Parisian Nights

The echo of designer heels clicking across polished granite tiles pierced the silence of the building lobby. It was the confident stride of a young woman who to look at her, exuded contemporary class and an urban sophistication. She stepped into the elevator as the doors slid open and with a perfectly manicured finger, pushed the button for the twenty-fourth floor. Everyone in the open plan office greeted her as she sauntered past countless bays of fashionably clad employees. Amy in turn wished...

Resolutions Part 2 of 2

It’s almost midnight and darkness has finally settled in. We’ve hung lanterns from the low-lying tree branches, and there’s a floodlight at the rear of the house blanketing the backyard in a yellow glow. The warmth of the day lingers even without the sun. The guests have become rowdier than ever now. There’s wrestling going on in one of the wading pools and a drinking game in progress. A close work colleague of mine has just flung off her bikini top. She’s straddling one of Lucas’s friends...

Night Nurse

My nurse’s name was Kim. Having been hospitalized a few times over the years, I was convinced that all the “sexy nurse” stereotypes were not true at all. Most nurses were nice, helpful, but always in a hurry. They generally just took care of business. In my experience, the hospital situation never lent itself to anything sexy. Except for Kim. She was a pretty girl in her mid-thirties, maybe five years younger than me. I don’t know what it was about her, but I couldn’t keep from looking her up...

Business and Pleasure

Neil was working late again. It was just after Christmas and the orders hadn’t slowed down yet. That meant his role in Sales Support was in demand. It was good in one way, but he was burning the candle at both ends. He was normally a nine till five guy, but working till seven, at least meant he got fewer distractions. He often founding himself answering queries and becoming entangled in various conversations during the day. In the evening he could just get on with it. The absence of distraction...

Only For One Night Ch 2

Naomi arched her back, stretching her naked body out across the bed, relishing the feel of fine Egyptian cotton against her overly sensitive skin and missing the feel of Thomas. She could see the time on the clock beside the bed and groaned like a spoiled child. She had called twice Saturday and earlier today to check on her girls. Missing them, however, did not lesson her desire to stay right where she was. How long had it been since her body felt this good? It was perhaps too long and maybe...

Fifteen Minutes With Jared

There was no hint at the start of Abbey’s evening that before her shift had ended she’d experience the fuck of her young life. Dennehy’s bar was its usual dingy self. Clientele the same rowdy bunch of jocks. Atmosphere noisy and on course for drunken mayhem by closing time. The music, however, was a cut above normal. “Who are these guys?” she asked Angelo, that evening’s head-barman. “The Devil’s Rejects,” he called above the din. “Pretty hot!” She poured frothing glasses of beer. “What,...

Girls Night

I was woken by the metallic click of the deadbolt ramming home. The sound of Zoe’s high heels unsteadily clopping and scuffing across the tiles soon followed, before she stepped out of her shoes and kicked them under the side table. Dumping her purse and switching off the hall light I had left on for her, she padded straight into our bedroom. As much as I knew she wanted to, Zoe knew enough not to check on the kids when she’d been drinking. The taxi’s headlights swept across the window as it...

Resolutions Part 1 of 2

My fingers slide through the condensation on a bottle of Corona as I stand on the deck gazing out at the activity in the backyard. A flock of cockatoos take flight against a horizon streaked with brilliant reds and oranges, the colours overlaid with strands of wispy clouds. The evening breeze carries the aroma of barbecued meat and the faint thumping of bass from another party down the street. Beth, Lucas and I share an old four bedroom house with a large yard that overlooks the lake. The town...

The Ride

She was running late. After a quick shower, she towel dried her hair, threw on her delicates, pulled a warm blouse over her head, stepped into a wool calf length skirt, slipped into her walking boots and headed for the door. Snagging her gloves, scarf, jacket and purse, she ran out the door only hesitating long enough to lock it before running for the bus. She prayed the bus was running late; she was lucky. This morning, unlike the rest, the bus stop was thronged with riders. As the bus pulled...

Something Borrowed

Ragged skin hung at the edge of her right thumbnail where she chewed it off with imperfect teeth, only to pick at it again. The clock hands revealed that ten minutes remained ‘til the hour, past the point where she could logistically back out. Even if she opened the hotel door and eased out into the hall, the odds were she would only just run into him. She couldn't hide and just not answer the door. He had a key waiting in the lobby. She picked at the cuticle on her right hand, with not quite...

Girls Like That

She was so tight she made my loins ache. I wanted inside of her. The slutty little thing wore a shiny lick of a dress that reminded me of the black paint on my favorite ride. Now I wanted to ride her ass just like I ride my bikes, with a lot of speed. No brakes would be needed for that piece of tail; she wasn’t after safety. I could tell by the way all five-foot-nothing of her prowled the bar floor in those spiked stilettos. There was nothing passive or tentative about her. She had game, but...

Hide and Seek

Faded jeans. Unadorned grey t-shirt. Blue sneakers. It wasn’t what she wore, but how she wore it. Her top cleaved to her body. I could tell she wore no bra. I could see the shape of her nipples. Her jeans were just as tight. I imagined her getting dressed, laying on her bed, grunting softly as she wiggled into them. Worn low, her top high, I could see a lovely expanse of flesh, her navel exposed every time she lifted her arms. A friendly smile and eyes full of mischief as she reached out and...

Bad Girl

James had been propping up the bar all night, somewhat despondent at his lack of luck with the ladies. It wasn’t that he was unattractive, but he began to think that the desperation was evident on his face. “Can girls even see that?” he asked drunkenly with a sweep of his hand. The barman wasn’t listening, not that he could hear James over the loud, booming bass of the club music anyway. He just shrugged and carried on topping up the fridges with bottles of beer. “I mean, I’m not that fucking...

Coming and Going

Maddie stood inside the entrance to Hegarty’s, scanning the cool interior as the door closed behind her. At this late hour there were a few dozen people filling the tables scattered around the room, with several more sitting on stools at the bar. The raucous conversation taking place between four young guys in the corner competed with the rock music flowing from the chrome and glass jukebox. A drunken woman stumbled alone to the beat, her high heels clacking across the wood floor. Maddie...

Miss American Pornstar

Ida Hoe was waiting nervously back stage as her arch rival, Holly Keyhole, performed on stage riding Hoss Bigg cowgirl style on a trampoline. She could hear the audience shouting in delight. The raucous cheers were almost deafening.Ida was horrified that Holly might give an unsurmountable performance. Ida barely trailed her for first place in this grand finale episode of Miss American Pornstar. Winning the title of the first Miss American Pornstar would not only make her the newest rage in the...

Empty

Her hands gripped the soft, white cotton sheet as her husband kept thrusting into her. Lina closed her eyes and wished he would hurry up and finish. She had to remind herself to moan every once in a while, although she doubted he would even notice. His movements were getting more urgent, and she could feel his sweat dripping down her lower back every time his body connected with hers. Lina felt him tensing up, and then heard a long grunt as he emptied himself into her.His body felt heavy as he...

Midnight Dreams And Filthy Little

I lay in my marriage bed last night. My beloved breathing deeply beside me; his slow, even breaths a constant reminder of his trust, and I dreamt of you. Dreamt of your fingertips owning my soul. Dreamt of your hands; hard and rough, digging into the softness of my flesh. Controlling, demanding... My body aches, and my small breasts heave; the tips swollen and hard, desperately awaiting your touch. My hips left to writhe and twist, lifting ever upward in a never-ending, futile search… for...

The Ride Home

Late night. Lights glisten on the surface of the road where it rained not long before. I’m about to put my foot down on leaving the village when I catch sight of her. I bring the car to a halt, watching in the mirror as the rear lights redden the black nylon on her legs. Her skirt is short, jacket only waist-length. High heels. Something’s odd about this. You don’t really see hitch-hikers anymore, certainly not ones that look like her. I press the button, letting the window slide down. She...

Pulling down her p

Lisa was waiting in the early afternoon sunshine. Her body still covered with a little perspiration, initially from her soccer training and then her hot shower. It was quite warm for the early autumn and she had changed back into her regular clothes – beige woollen skirt and grey cardigan. She had her pink bra on underneath and matching panties, which were her boyfriend’s favourites. They had been together a couple of months and he had expressed a liking for them, on more than one occasion. She...

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