The sticky sperm was dripping off my breasts and onto the carpet. I waited for the next load to hit me. I was leaning back on my hands and wearing only my heels. My legs were spread and my shaved pubes also covered . Opening my eyes, I saw a hand working on a large thick cock. He was straddling me. When I saw the first stream I opened my mouth in an attempt...
We had been on a night out for Sally's Birthday, plenty of drink and laughs but the end had come all too quickly. Both Sally and I were fairly drunk, with drunkenness comes confidence and horniness, which meant, as we stood waiting for our taxi, it was not long before we were kissing and hands were starting to wonder. It was a lovely warm night bathed in whi...
The night hung to the Man in Black like a blanket of solitude and emptiness. No matter how fast he rode there was no way he could throw it off. The road, like those he traveled before, was black and solemn and giving of the illusion that it was the same patch of road ever one hundred yards or so that was added to the road ahead seamlessly by some mad design....
It's mainly when I sit at Uni. The stress of studying means that I want to do anything but study, and then my mind turns to sex. The type of lust I feel can only be cured by sex. Masturbation alone is never fulfilling, so that means that I am always unsatisfied. The feelings that I feel writing stories like this, semi-autobiographical, except for details t...
(WARNING: This story is rated MATURE for adult content and explicit imagery. Keep this story and all other material like it out of the hands of children.) ---------- You step out of the bathroom, having just taken a warm bubble bath. Your towel is tightly clutched around your otherwise naked body; a smaller towel is tied up around your head, as your shamp...
1. Her view He stood in front of me with the water from the shower cascading off his perfect bronze body. His hard penis was in his hand and he was starring at me. I was up against the back wall of the shower posing for him with my breasts pushed out and my back arched making my stomach flat and sexy. I urged him on by running my hands over my breasts and u...
A hypothetical female stream-of-consciousness account of a romantic sexual encounter. If I could, I would spend all night and all day with you, and I would be so happy. I would be happy to kiss you on the lips and to put my tongue into your mouth. I would be happy to feel your hands slide inside the back of my jeans. I would be very happy that you wanted to...
This story was requested by CeeBee42. As a request, the chapters are shorter than usual. Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. ***** The echoes of the ship's klaxon cascaded around the grand cryo-chamber. Jacob's eyes shot open and he punched the transparent cryolid open. Something was wrong. Very wrong. He dry heaved over the s...
I open my eyes. 6:08 AM. 'Good morning.' I text her, like is the regime for months now. I can't wait for her to get up. No more kissing her actually to wake her up from her sleep and she turning to go back to sleep again. Nope. I miss her. In fact, to a point where just seeing her in real life would be a dream come true. And I wouldn't mind if it's the o...
My name is Kim. I am 53 years old, recently divorced and living in London with my wonderful daughter. I am writing about my sexual adventures, growing up in the 1980s as a way of making sense of my past and celebrating a glorious time when I was young and carefree. Between 1987 and 1989, I had some of the most gloriously uninhibited sex of my life. After tha...