During the years I've known Martina, we've shared many of our hottest, darkest and most secret fantasies, and so I wasn't particularly surprised when she started talking about wanting to try an orgy. Now, she didn't exactly call it that, her idea was more along the line of "getting used as a public fuck slut by anyone for anything", so I think "orgy" fits qu...
Jamie pressed her thighs together, alleviating and increasing the need between her legs. It was Friday morning and she was watching her roommate and supplicant, Kim, masturbate for the fifth time. Her eyes were drawn to Kim's full, silky skinned bottom, as it moved convulsively backwards and forwards. She watched as Kim's fingers appeared and disappeared fro...
WE had spent a glorious week on the beach. Sunbathing and shopping the days away. This was going to be the last night of our vacation and I wanted to make it special. This was my girlfriend's very first trip to the beach and she needed to really cut loose. I had the whole evening all planned out for us, dinner, dancing, and a stroll along the pier. A virtual...
"Let me see, let me see," said the receptionist. "Is your hearing scheduled for next week?" "No, I have a meeting with Ms. Alvarez scheduled for 4:30," I said. Rain beat against the ninth-floor window of the Pike Street immigration lawyer's office in downtown Seattle. "Oh, of course, I'm sorry," said the receptionist. "I'll page her now." She picked up the...
It was shortly after 11pm that evening that I slipped from my room and made my way down the dimly lit hall towards the chink of light that was emanating from the door of the Mrs Aziz's bedroom. I was wearing only a white silk housecoat that barely covered my arse to reach my soft thighs. On my feet were my black stiletto heels: I liked the extra height they...
As I watched the girl eat, I wondered what a pussy tasted like. I decided to find out and withdrew my finger and put it in my mouth. The salty, acidic taste and smell really got me going. My pussy throbbed and my little nipples became harder than ever. I put my hand back down and really started pinching my clit and fingering my cunt and lips hard. The one gi...
Fat. Fatty. Fat. Fat. Fatso. Fat. Fatima. Why had her parents christened her that? Surely they knew that in an English Language culture it was a name that could always be used to mock her. Especially as they knew from their own corpulent frames that their daughter was unlikely to be svelte, slim or slender. And as second-generation immigrants themselves, not...
Thank you for all the votes my previous stories have been getting. I appreciate each and everyone of you taking time to read my submissions, more so those of you that comment and rate them. This story can be read as a stand alone and is the first part of (another) series but carries on following Phoenix. I've been extremely busy lately but I'm gonna keep wor...
(Continued from My maid Lata Part 1) My eyes opened at 5 AM. Still it was dark outside. Lata's body lay on me. I was really happy that she showed her concern yesterday for me and allowed me to sleep early and didn't force sex on me. I kissed her on her shoulder, ear and hair. Lata woke up with my kisses. "Good morning Latadidi" I whispered. She smiled at...
I opened my eyes at 7 AM. My mind was blank at first. As I tried to move, I felt Lata's body on top of me. Lata was still sleeping, breathing on my shoulders. Her dark, naked body resting on mine. I could feel the smell of her body, mixed with a natural human sweat odour. Her boobs were pressing my boobs, I remembered she was sucking on them during the last...