Sept 23rd – Wed 8pm: Hello diary I am still messed up from last night. I need some weed. Guess what "Mr. Sex Addict" called. I didn't expect him to call this soon. It seems like I got him real good. I told him he was a porn star. He told me he liked my emerald green eyes and short blonde hair. He knows how to say things that make a woman feel good. Oh so s...
Being married to Liz is a trip. I love my wife more today than ever. When I first married her, I fully expected to live a normal, conservative lifestyle. Living in suburbia, our lifestyle would be going to the Country Club, having business dinners, play tennis, then go home and make love a few times a week with Liz. Having a few cars, a nice house and a gr...
At this point, I knew Peter's balls must be quite heavy from many days of not ejaculating. I have been able to enjoy all of the anal sex I want, as regularly as I like and Peter has had no power to resist me, exactly as I had planned. I walk over to Peter, tied as always and put the box on his penis in order to make him hard. I am already fantasizing about...
It was a regular Friday night no different from others I'd experienced before. I was lonely having broken up with my girlfriend earlier that week. What a bitch! I needed to find me a sweet woman capable of matching my libido. My last lady was all about the lights off, missionary position sex, come to think about it I don't think I ever got a good look at her...
Copyright Sethp 2010 all rights reserved! (Thanks to Busty Jessica again for inspiring this story and thanks to Pennlady for her expert editing) * Megan awoke as the morning sun shone brightly through the window, and could smell the scent of sex everywhere in the room. The sheets were cum-stained and rumpled and beer bottles littered the room. What a nigh...
(Again a special thanks to pennlady for another wonderful editing job. All mistakes hereafter are mine and mine alone. Thanks also again to the real life Busty Jessica who inspired this story almost as soon as we met for the first time!) Jessica slammed the door shut behind her and ran down the street. She would have run faster but her boobs were swinging w...
They called us the 'Dynamic Duo' only because we both are named Ron, well I'm Ron, and everyone calls her Roni, which is short for Veronica. However, our names are about the only thing we have in common, as I'm an 'Old Married Man' as everyone kids me and she is single and in fact, had just broken up with her boyfriend. I bumped into her in the break room an...
The time is 1950. Monique is your name. You're a woman living in a rural area, somewhere in Western Country, North America. At twenty eight years of age, you're still not married. And your figure went from tall and slender to plump and downright matronly over the course of recent years. When you look in the mirror, you see a blonde-haired, green-eyed tomboy...
My stay in Bucharest was over. Divora had agreed to be my interpreter and assistant as we made our way to Moldova. The agents I had sent there to remote rural areas had come up trumps. Their brief was to recruit farm girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty three for the Club. The chosen girls would be trained to withstand the physical punishment and...
Maria's spectacular squirting finale was over. She crawled out from between my legs and lay down on the berth, eyes looking up at the ceiling, playing gently with her hardened nipples. I sat down next to her and she reached for my penis, gently pulling on it, her index finger stroking the underside of the head and circling my frenulum. Klaus stood up, Mari...