Hannah always had a hard time getting into clubs. Even though she was 21, she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even after seeing her valid ID. Tonight she waited in line at the Torque Round club, fanning her face with her ID and wondering what kind of trouble
I was driving home from work in my boyfriend’s convertible. The weather was excruciatingly hot & I had the top down – wind blowing through my medium blonde hair which was made even blonder by lots of time in the sun. I was wearing a light flowery sundress – of course I was wearing nothing
It was loud, crowded, and the booths were not very private, but that didn’t keep Mistress from having some fun. She ordered big for herself and ordered the kid’s plate for me. Fish sticks, mac & cheese, and green gelatin. While we were waiting for our food, Mistress took a frumpy housedress out of her
I was at her feet, eyes lowered, when she told me to start worshipping her pussy. I did so, with so much eagerness to please and practiced fervor – but she would not have it. She grabbed my hair and yanked back and down, making me lose my balance and making me fall on my
I am slave Leigh. My Master’s name is Dark Hunter. I am allowed to call Him Dark Hunter, Sir or Master. I was instructed to write this out by my Master and share it with the world. I am to write out: a) The nature of my relationship with Dark Hunter b) Why I am
My boyfriend is very sexual and wants to have sex almost anywhere. I consider myself a sexual person as well, but I’m not as into public or outdoor sex as he is. It’s not that I’m ashamed of my body, I’m 5’5″ and very well-proportioned. Blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin – I’ve been told
Quickies are my thing. I like to get in and get out, so to speak. So I’m always looking for women with the same idea. It’s hard to miss a horny woman if you have a little practice. Me? I can sense them a mile away. The other day, for instance, I was at the
Lisa was what they call a prima donna. She gets her nails done every two weeks like clockwork, won’t go out without her makeup on, always dresses in the latest styles, says “ish” to housework, etc. You get the idea. She was the same way about sex. She rarely enjoyed sex and simply “got it
Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5’7″, she weighed about 130 pounds, and was luscious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes.
Russ loved to give his girlfriend oral. In fact, he could never get enough of it. She thought it was great until about 3 weeks into it when her pussy was getting really sore and sensitive and she just couldn’t take it anymore. She loved that he was so into oral, but he really was
Dear Lusty Tits Magazine; Of course I have to start this letter with the compulsory, “I never thought I’d be writing to your letters forum.” But it’s true; I guess I’m what you would call a really shy guy. I rarely talk to women I don’t know, but I truly appreciate them and lust after
I had decided to go to the movies by myself for a change, simply out of boredom. My boyfriend was out of town, and my girlfriends all seemed to be busy. I put on a flowing skirt, and a v-neck tee-shirt with a loose sweater over it. Why dress up just to go to the
Life went on like that for almost the entire 5 years. It was amazing how much it was the same from day to day. I serviced the Bemertons sexually in addition to my housework, was punished for a (very) few transgressions, and reaffirmed to Mr. Coleman and Mrs. Camden on a monthly basis that I
I began my day at 6am, showering, cleaning my room, and dressing for my first day of work. I was so nervous I had butterflies, but I knew after last night that I was ready for anything! At 7am I started work. It didn’t take me long to fall into the normal swing of things.
“Yes, Mr. Coleman, I’m ready for my test.” He closed the door behind him and walked over to me. “Kneel and suck my cock.” I kneeled without hesitation and unzipped his trousers. I pulled out his cock, flaccid and small, and sucked it into my mouth. I ran my tongue around it as I sucked
She smiled and closed the door behind her. I started my lunch and opened the notebook. It was heavy and had many sections. I’ll highlight the most interesting sections here. “Uniform: You will have 5 day uniforms in your closet. You will wear a fresh one daily, putting it in the laundry at the end
I drove up to the gate of a huge estate where I had been sent for a job; it looked a little overwhelming until I remembered I would only be one member of a whole houseful of servants. Up until this point, I had only been sent on jobs at smaller houses where I was
My college roommate was such a bitch. She used to take messages from boys and never give them to me, leave the place a mess all the time, and make me do her laundry. She was also hot as hell. She was 5’9″, long straight brown hair, hazel almond shaped eyes, Mediterranean skin and big,
I had never met anyone from online before for sex, but I was so horny this night, I decided to try it. I had been flirting with this guy online for about 45 minutes and had exchanged pictures with him. The talk had gotten pretty steamy and finally he asked if I wanted to meet
The phone rang at about 10:30, and I was a little startled. It was a friend of my roommate’s – she had given a man who was in town my card. She knew I liked to meet really tall men for sex, and he was in town for only a short time. I talked to
i’ve worked my way up to executive status through long hours and a lot of ass-kissing. it’s nice to be on salary, finally; and to enjoy all the perks that come along with it. people in the office think i’m an asshole, but who cares? the good part of being an asshole is that you
It was 11 pm on a Friday night, and I needed a woman. I try to avoid the dyke bars, but my pussy sometimes rules my brain, so I walked downtown and into Jimmie’s place. It was dark and smoky, and I settled onto a stool near the front, ordering a Jack and Coke and
“Yes sir,” I said, and turned over and did as instructed. He pulled the crotch of my panties aside and began fingering me really good. I was so horny that I was on the verge of cumming. Then he stopped. I moaned in frustration as he moved his fingers around my hole, not entering, not
He took a very long time in the shower and my nipples were aching every second. I heard him get out of the shower and dry off. Then I heard him unwrapping the complimentary plastic cups and filling them with water. I knew he would want me to drink the water and my bladder was
I agreed to meet Him, and that everything would be in His hands. He knew my limits. He knew my safeword. He knew my fantasy, and I knew His. He was going to be my fantasy come true. I met Him at the cheap hotel we had decided on. “A seedy dalliance requires a seedy
As I finished my work last night, I had trouble concentrating. Your putting me on cum restriction made me able to think of nothing else! I finished my work and went to bed, only I couldn’t sleep. I masturbated and decided to blow off the restriction, but changed my mind when it was almost too
Frank often suspected his wife was masturbating in the shower; she was just too happy sometimes, while drying off and getting her clothes on. Well, after today he’d know for sure. He had bought a specially rigged clock at one of those spy stores. There was a tiny hole with a tiny camera hidden in
“Oh my God.” John shook his head as he drove and said it out loud again, “Oh my God!” He laughed out loud and replayed the evening over and over in his head. He knew there were sluts out there, but this was the first time in his life he had met such a blatant,
I drove away from my house in a hurry, downshifting for speed. As I got near town and started fighting the traffic, I thought about Janet, the chick I was on my way to see. She worked at the record store downtown, and told me when I was there earlier that if I came by
My high school graduation was a time of firsts. For my school, it was the first time every graduating student was over the age of 18. For my best friend, Cyndi, it was the first time she had the courage to prove her stepfather wrong about something and actually graduate. For me, it was the
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