Vanessa moved closer to Patrick on the couch as they watched a movie they had rented. It was a action film that he had pick out over Vanessa's protests. Unconsciously, he put his arm around her shoulders, not taking his eyes from the action on the screen. Having grown bored some minutes earlier, Vanessa had decided to take control of the situation and ge...
All week at school I had been looking forward to Friday. Despite my initial plan of taking a break from our relationship to pursue my inexplicable desire to meet a girl 'from the wrong side of the tracks,' Amber deciding that she would fill the role was a welcome change of direction. Besides, I hadn't concocted a real idea of how to meet this 'bad girl,' let...
My wife, Missy, and I play "sex games" to keep the spice in our marriage. Usually we will play some type of game, like backgammon, poker or gin to decide who gets to determine the game for the night. The winner gets his or her fantasy and is in control; the loser does what he/she is told and plays whatever role is assigned. For the first several years we pl...
Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up librarian, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian - at least not in private. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she's been known to faint during the throes o...
Steve looked down at his crotch. A small wet patch was forming on his jeans at the end of the gently throbbing outline of his cock. He looked up in time to watch as Stacey left the room, taking in the shape of her hips and bottom in the tight black pencil skirt as she pulled it back down, smoothed the creases and silently walked out the door. His face stung...
She sat at her desk, chatting to some wannabe slave online. He sat in the corner, waiting. He was naked except for the ball gag in his mouth and the cage locked around his cock. He knew that she wouldn't need another slave, not as long as she had him. She was just playing with the others. She rang the bell. He crawled over, ever obedient. She gestured for...
Author's note; You will notice that the Sassafras tree has absolutely nothing to do with the theme of the story you are about to read. However, "HOT SMOKE and SASSAFRAS" was a song by a little-known rock group of the late 1960s called 'The Bubble Puppy.' It was an underground hit back when my wife Becky and I were dating. The melody and lyrics of the song co...
December 14, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up bibliothec, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not while in a lover's company. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she ofte...
This is a story of what happened last summer at the summer camp I go to for church. Its name is St. Christian's Summer Camp, and I go every year for one week out of the summer. It's pretty fun, I have a lot of friends there and it is a week away from work or my parents. This last time I went, I had just turned 18 and was happy about that. But of course, I wa...
It wasn't until my sophomore year at university that I began enjoying smoking while having sex. I was dating a basketball player. He wasn't the sharpest tool in the box, but he went down on me every time, and not just for the few mandatory minutes. The boy really loved pussy, and I loved having mine licked, sucked, and fingered. I had never considered mysel...