I've been married to my current husband, Anthony, for just over five years. In a former life I had a boring if not unpleasant sex life; little or no foreplay, no concern for my needs or desires. My former husband pretty much named the time, place and manner and I was expected to give him what he wanted. Although I'm naturally a bit submissive, my ex pushed m...
The day was fucking hot, Typical Southern California weather. I had been here a week and still wasn't used to the heat. San Francisco could get warm but not like this. Our saucy Mandy Collins had been the perfect host. Dinners, workouts, massages, and of course, fucking. Platinum haired Mandy had drained my ballsack several times a day for the last week. S...
I began looking to meet women online in my early twenties when I discovered I had a fetish for women who smoked. I don't understand why I have the fetish, as I do not smoke or care to be around people who do, but I find myself completely aroused when I see a hot woman smoking in a very sexy way. The way a woman lights, holds, draws and blows the smoke all pl...
My girlfriend April and I went over to my buddy Brian's house after work to have a drink and barbecue some dinner. We had all been friends for years, but April and I recently began dating. April was white and had black hair and brown eyes. She was only 5'2" tall, but weighed about 185 pounds. She had something that you could grab onto, not like the skinny bi...
[Dear Reader, I know it has been a long time since I promised this story, but at long last here it is. This story is as true as it can be given that I wrote it many years after the actual events. They say stories get better with the telling and this one has been told through many drafts. I wrote it in the third person because it just didn't read well without...
To be a bitch, darlings, is to celebrate. Life. Love. Lust. But most of all, celebrate yourself. That's why a bitch is hot. And you want to be a bitch, don't you? That is why are are listening. You want to be like me. Know that you already are. But still hiding it. Not admitting it, not even to yourself. Especially to yourself. You want it. No longer be ch...
I left the club early. No luck tonight in getting my ass laid. Where were all those hot young studs with their big swinging penises and cum-filled balls when you need them? I had dressed in my sluttiest gear. 6 inch 'fuck me' heels, fishnet stockings and a tight little leather dress. Heavy makeup. Long, thick false lashes to flutter at the boys. Long, sexy,...
"You're not nervous, are you, darling?" Angelina asked Tom, as he paced back and forth across her living room. "Why shouldn't I be?" replied her 22-year-old lover sarcastically. "I'm only meeting your family for the first time." "Relax. At the rate our relationship is going, you were going to have to meet them sometime. You might as well get it over with n...
Sunday The hot morning sun hit me in the face as I stepped outside the cool hallway of our apartment building in central Hamburg. It was a warm Sunday morning in August and past 25 degrees Celcius already. We were late, much too late, as we had hurried down the stairs to the street where my yellow BMW Cabriolet was parked at the curb. It was 6:49 to be exa...
Lisa Swanson sat on her patio on an early summer's evening, a glass of cabernet twirling slowly in her hand, as she gazed at her reflection in the patio doors. Still not bad for 46, she thought, eyeing her still firm 36D breasts, should length brunette hair, librarian-but-still cute Kate Spade eyeglasses, and full lips made for kissing...or cock sucking, som...