The conversation over dinner had floored MacKenzie. He had met intelligent women before but he'd never met one as beautiful as Shana. She had graduated from Brown University magna cum laude with a Bachelor's Degree in Computer Programming but had never felt comfortable in the field. The jobs provided her with a lot of money but her creative side missed the a...
Ted enjoyed knowing that Emily had so happily taken to her role of submission. It frequently inspired him to think of unique ways for her to show her obedience. He called these "games" when he would text Emily. "Time to play a game" would always send a shiver of anticipation up Emily's spine, as well as causing her arousal. It was Saturday afternoon, and Em...
I absolutely love this site and I'd like to share an experience that was absolutely the most exciting thing of my entire life. This happened about three months ago and I still can't get it out of my mind. My best friend, Andy and I have been friends since grade school. We're now 25. Last year Andy married Jen, another friend from high school. Andy and Jen b...
This story is fictional and does not depict real life. ***** My name is Kira and I am 18. I am 5'2, with a big ass that men stare at all day long, including my teachers. I developed early so my tits are 36 Cs. I'm slim and oh did I mention? I love sex. I love reading about sex, I love watching it online and I love to touch my little pussy until it cums....
Chapter 1 - The mystery of the handkerchief The story so far (from the story, 'The Garden Shed.'): Gary, a middle aged divorcee, has taken to nudity in his garden - a very private garden - but hearing a noise and finding a handkerchief with the letter 'Z' embroidered upon it in his garden shed has made him suspicious that his garden is not nearly as priva...
The next morning was a Saturday so nether of us had class. I slept in as I normally do on weekends. When I rolled out of bed and headed for my morning pee, I could smell the fresh cinnamon rolls that Heather had apparently just pulled out of the oven. "Oh good you're up, care for a roll," she asked. Not that this was an uncommon thing for her to make enou...
Cinna adjusted the white blouse again, tying it a little higher under her breasts, and made sure the buttons were open far enough to show that she wasn't wearing a bra. Tugging at the short skirt, smoothing it over her thighs, feeling the little tingle of anticipation in her pussy. She could already feel the dampness along the white panties, as she stepped i...
May 7, 2001 Steven Pressman was reading the "Personals" in the Little Timber Times. Yes, his wife was off playing bridge, as usual, on a Friday night. He did have this week's vast collection of Chemistry tests finally corrected. Of course, there was nothing worth watching on TV. Damn this was pathetic, he thought, still.... There was a thank-you for all...
There were, she thought as her fingers tangled in his hair, acts more intimate and sensual than the feeling of him filling her. His tongue danced across her throbbing clit and her nails scratched against his scalp, pulling him into the vee of her spread thighs, begging him to taste her again. His tongue cut a swath through her wet folds, plundering her sweet...
Ch. 02: The Porch After Salena left, and I'd run to my backyard and closed the gate, I was so excited that I couldn't breathe. Standing just behind the gate, I stroked and pounded myself furiously, replaying what had just happened over in my mind. I'd been sunbathing nude in my backyard and had fallen asleep. After a sex dream about Salena, I'd awakened w...