My name is Britta. I am a 40 year old widow. This is the story of how I came back to my sex life, which raises the question of why would I ever write about my sex life and let the world read about it. The answer is simple. It turns me on to think there are men or women actually reading this and masturbating. It's like they are all cumming because of me. I fi...
Please be aware that this story contains some BRIEF elements of 'forced' bi-sexuality. But if you still want to read it and rip it apart then I guess that's up to you. ***** Nick dropped his keys onto the table beside the front door, it had been a long day and he was really looking forward to a relaxing bath and his evening meal. He removed his coat and tu...
I woke up the next morning still in a daze from the night before. My head throbbed from a nasty hangover as I attempted to remember what happened. As I turned over in my bed I felt something soft sliding against my skin. I lifted my blanket up and looked down at my body only to remember that I was wearing one of my sister's nighties. It all came back to me...
My wife finally awoke from last night's wild time with a huge hangover. It was already 1:00 and she had slept for 12 hours. She came over to me sobbing and apologizing for ruining our wonderful life together. I laughed, as I wasn't sure what she would remember from last night. Donna was confused. She wasn't sure why I wasn't upset. I took her in my arms and...
Thanks for all the encouragement after the first part of the story. You might want to read chapter one to learn how James and Mrs. Williams got to where they are now. Chapter 2 “Please leave it in me. I don’t want you to move. Let me feel you go soft inside me.” Damn. Is this really my mom’s friend saying this too me? Was this the same Mrs. Willia...
Disclaimer: You must be over 18 (or the appropriate age in your region) to view this story. This story features adults only content, DO NOT continue if you are offended by by this type of material. Hi there, my name is David and this is my first time writing an erotic story. I am in my early thirties, 6ft 2, slim build, short dark hair and blue eyes. I am...
A few weeks had gone by since our first night together and the revelation that my goddess had a little something extra. Well, a BIG something extra. We awoke that next morning still sticky with her cum and of course both us sporting some serious morning wood. With barely a good morning kiss, we quickly got into a sixty-nine with me on top and sucked each oth...
It was Tuesday evening. David filled the dishwasher and cleared the table after the meal Jessica cooked. Jessica poured herself another glass of wine and returned to her crossword, thinking a break from it during dinner may give her some fresh ideas. 'No,' Jessica thought, 'nothing worked.' Frustrated, she finished the glass of wine and decided to take a sho...
Jess looked over her new pet. He was prepped with the ball gag in his mouth, collar and leash, anal hook strung up to the collar and locked in a chastity cage with a humbler. Eric was hers to do as she pleased. She stood over him fully clothed fighting the urge to strip down and just enjoy his hansom body. No, she has to have some restraint... she recalls ba...
The man on the computer screen was tightly encased in semi translucent pink plastic. Other than a bit of wiggle, he was completely immobilized. His face was obscured by a thick leather blindfold, nearly a mask, so it was impossible to determine whether his expression was filled with desperation, horror, or pure pleasure. Or maybe a pleasant mix of all three....