David and I had been dating for a month. We had been getting into some hot and heavy make-out sessions, but we still hadn’t had sex and I was ready to cross that bridge. I planned on cooking him a romantic dinner and then leading him into my bedroom for a night of romantic lovemaking.
Caroline always said she would marry a rich man. She didn’t care what he looked like, or how old he was, as long as he could provide her with all the luxuries she wanted. What she didn’t count on was the fact that he might be too old to provide her with the physical necessities
It wasn’t my birthday, or any special day at all really, and I was just waking up when Jack burst into my bedroom with a very large box. He set it down on the bed and I looked at him quizzically. “What’s this for?” I asked. “Just because,” he said. “Just because, huh?” I smiled
Bob and I were out in the backyard working on my hand-eye coordination. He kept tossing tennis balls to me and I was playing a wonderful game of swish and chase. “You’ll get it, babe,” he smiled. “You just need to be a little more coordinated.” “It’s no use,” I said. I’m just no good
I’m dating two men. I like them both and don’t want to give either one up, but it was getting to the point where they were both asking me to make a choice and I didn’t know what to do. I decided I wanted them both and it was going to be my way or
Mark was obsessed with his car. He spent every Saturday washing and waxing it, and I was feeling neglected. I needed to prove to myself that he had as much interest in me as in his little yellow convertible. So, I took off my panties and went outside to see if I could attract some
I dropped my car off in the morning before work. All it needed was an oil change and a lube job, but I didn’t have time to wait, so I told the sexy hunk of a mechanic that I would be back to pick it up after work. “No problem,” he said, smiling. “Just remember,
My husband told me I wasn’t spontaneous. He said our sex was getting routine. I couldn’t believe he would say that to me, but after I was done being pissed off, I began to think that maybe he had a point. I’ve never been very bold sexually, and I’ve always thought sex belongs in the
Meanwhile, Adam and Yolanda had more to drink and contemplated the end of the orgy. They must have finally lost all resistance, because Yolanda led Adam to the table, and studied the remaining toys. She had kept her panties and matching bra on, and now slowly removed them. They were lacy, very feminine looking, and
Carl held each cock and placed them in their respective positions, and went forward. I could tell when he entered Tracy, for there was added pressure to my partner, who drove deeper into me. I returned the pressure and also moved my hands to feel Melissa’s breasts, hanging down in front of her. I could
I have to tell you, at this point I was so turned on I could hardly contain myself. I was so ready to enter Melissa from behind. I had always wanted to do this, but had never had the nerve to approach Melissa with the idea. She was the one full of surprises tonight. And
Terry could hardly believe his eyes. Marsha was getting into this scene, very quickly. Maybe this was not such a good thing after all, he mused. Meanwhile, his clock was running. He had chosen a regular-looking dildo, but black. It would have shined had there been enough light to reflect from. He stepped into the
At the appropriate time, as the bell rang, Cindy moved slowly towards the weaving anus of Mike. Mike was so busy with Gladys that he did not notice Cindy behind him. She squirted anal-eze onto the dildo and some on her fingers. She placed her right hand on Mike’s back and began to rub his
I must confess the story I am relating is the most unusual, and the most exciting I have ever related. My girl and I were invited to a couple’s “bachelor party.” I know, that is exactly what I thought. Whoever heard of a couple’s bachelor party? I was very skeptical, to say the least. However,
Tara Andrews muttered as she walked to her closet. What on earth was she going to wear? Dan, her husband, had received an invitation to an exclusive party held by his boss. These parties were known throughout town as ‘social events’ and a personal invite was a coveted treasure. That still didn’t solve the problem
Ken walked in a trance behind Orchid, his eyes mesmerized by the sway of her hips. During the short trip, he could not help but wonder what awaited him. His wife would be there, aware and with proof of his wandering ways. The whole set-up had been ingenious. He wasn’t sure if he should be
“What’s a pretty lady like you doing in a place like this?” Orchid swirled on her chair to face the middle-aged man who had spoken. She casually took in his well-combed hair, sparkling blue eyes, chiseled features, and broad chin. Good looking and arrogant. This was something she could work with. “Sit, and cut the
I love shopping for shoes. Not because I particularly have a need for them, but rather, I love the experience. Shoe shopping has become a game for me; and one in which I love to play. I make time for this pastime at least once a week – a girl’s got to have her fun.
Jim Davis drove down the lonely stretch of highway. It was his daily commute and one he never enjoyed. Not until that late summer day, two weeks before. He allowed his mind to recapture the events of that day. The traffic had been nonexistent, as it usually was, when out of nowhere, a sporty red
“Jack Mayer speaking.” “Good morning, lover,” a sultry voice purred. “I just woke up and all I can think of is you.” Jack sat down in his large office chair. He was about to head out to drop some files with a client, but decided they could wait. The vixen on the other end of
I am your typical good girl. You know the type – cute, sweet, and boring. Well, for my twenty-first birthday, I decided to change all that. It wasn’t that I hadn’t had sex, or even a fair amount of it, just none had been very eventful. I wanted to do something I would have never
Dear Diary, Tonight was the night of my blind date with Dan, and I’m sure glad I went through with it. I was going to call him and cancel, claiming I had come down with the flu. In the end, I decided to just go for it. One date. It wouldn’t kill me. I just
last night at jakes started out looking like a bust. there had been no fresh meat in sight. i had been frequenting jakes for the past four months. it was the perfect pick-up joint. mainly male dominated, its interior was dark and smoky. jakes was a man’s bar, and just what i was looking for.
Brutally fucking Eimi Yoshikawa for over six hours straight just wasn’t fun anymore. If her cunt felt anything like my cock did, she lived in a world of hurt. My prick felt raw, the skin rubbed off by her greedy, tight twat. Eimi, or Ember as I called her, always felt snug, and not just
I hadn’t realized that there’d be another woman in attendance this evening. I guess this was a good thing as she could concentrate on one of the men, and I could concentrate on the other. Where was the other guy, anyway? I wondered what she was being paid. I’m sure not as much as I’d
The warehouse was cold when she entered. Her fear, amplified by the chill in the air, made her shiver noticeably as she walked out of the hot sunshine into the cool darkness. Her eyes took a few minutes to adjust to the dim room, the dust seeming to hang in the air indefinitely. It was
She walked down the back alleyway, trying to be small and unnoticed. She wasn’t sure why she was doing this or even if there was something other than walking down a trashy alley that she was doing. This place was legend. A friend of a friend knew a guy…that sorta direction, but she had to
Part I, The Hunter He paused and sniffed the air, and caught the scent of the prey. She was near and yet far; she was scared and yet excited. She knew death was following her, and in a strange way, she welcomed it, longed for it. That is the paradox of mortals. They fear death
The music was deafeningly loud. The beat almost supplanted your own heartbeat as you entered the dance club and were assaulted by the primal rhythms that rocked the air. The squeal of guitars and counter tunes of synthesizers split the air in a discordant symphony that sounded like sex. There was nothing else that came
The plane ticket was sent and my heart raced faster with each passing day until his arrival. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this. Here I was, separated from Antonio for less than 3 months and I just sent a plane ticket out for a strange man, whom I’d never met, to come spend
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