This is a story about a very sexual couple who both consider themselves to be strangely oversexed. Read about just one of their exploits! -- It was a normal day for Dusty, get up, shower, shave, a cup of coffee, and off to work. As the day drags on he finds himself thinking of Christy more and more wishing she were beside him so he could kiss her. At the...
My name is Karenna, and I'm a clutz. I've been a clutz since I was a child. I fell so frequently my knees still bear the scars. After a while, my parents learned to ignore the thumps unless I started to cry. Which was seldom; I was usually too busy laughing at myself. My first French kiss, I couldn't figure out how to get my teeth out of the way. Poor guy'...
So their I was getting head from Stacey while getting a rim job from my girlfriend Jackie. The girls were not done yet with their competition. They both knew how I loved dirty talk during sex and of course the dirtier the better. Stacey was looking into my eyes then took her mouth off my cock. She told me "I love the way your big dick feels in my mouth." Wel...
Gillian 2: The Help As I watched from the crack of the nearly closed armoire, Mistress Gillian hastily undressed herself. She threw her pretty new dress on the floor. I was shocked- her underclothes were black! Most proper ladies wore white or other light colors. Still, the sight of her dressed so daringly aroused me. I wondered why she could possibly be dr...
As the clock strikes 12 on this long hot summer day Ellie and Adam get ready for bed, they both begin to undress Adam watches as Ellie pulls down her trousers revealing her white panties cradling her big soft ass. Ellie notices Adam watching her ass, so she decides to tease him a little bit by bending over as she slowly slides per panties down her thick bea...
The cabin was warm and dry, thanks to fire place. The snow was lazily falling on the wilderness outside the walls of the cabin. Gently ticking against the picture window, building up on the porch. My wife, I, and our girlfriend / slave had just arrived & were beginning to make ourselves at home, taking drinks, then sitting on the couch, the slave on the bear...
What's up? My name is Haweeyo Suleiman, and I'm a thirty-year-old black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was raised in a conservative Muslim household, as befitting a Somali immigrant woman, but life hasn't been kind to the pious and quiet, somewhat repressed Muslim sister that I used to be. My former husband Ali Hussei...
My Sexual Fantasies (OD Repost) I wrote this in November 2002 for my online journal on Open Diary. I'm posting this simply to have something posted. I do intend to actually write eventually. ***** I have a penis. Isn't that amazing? I also have two testicles. The flu had a stranglehold on them and killed my sex drive. But, I've since driven the flu off wi...
Picture this. My husband Carl Saint John is in our bed. He's a six-foot-six, 270-pound black man. He is a man I love deeply. A man with a special fetish. One that I have struggled to accept and understand. Carl is into some odd things. Most of the time, he likes to be dominant in bed. A real take charge kind of person. Sometimes, he's the total opposite. Lik...
You may speak of how the universe has a plan. Of how patterns are repeated or of how it seems as though an intelligence is at work and maybe if you did, you would know that that is how it felt when the arc of Bruce's right hand rested on the apex of Kate's right buttock. Curve matching curve precisely. He took his time. This was the kind of thing that need...