After the last car has deposited the last guest, the tall security gates slide together with a soft mechanical whir. The champagne is chilled, the hors d'oeuvres neatly arranged on silver trays. I always hire a few college kids to serve. They seem to get a kick out of dressing in the skimpy little costumes, and it's an easy couple hundred bucks for a few hou...
Sexotics Fantasy stories are about bizarre sex and not so much the plot. These are stories for those of you that have been-there-done-that and are looking for perversity; for those of you who watch porn and think that the directors have a million creative possibilities at their disposal and instead just shoot the same old suck-and-fuck. You won't find love,...
Larissa was up next. The crew from the Nuszsaecker organization had set up an audition for pornographic videos for their Hypersexual Freaks of the Internet series in the bedroom of the Chancellor's suite at the Hotel Vicennes. Odette, with the droopy tits, was sitting in the outer room, recovering from her mind-blowing orgasm, and Kiki, the town slut, was...
The strangest mix of thoughts swirled in Virginia’s ever-lightening head as she lay naked on her belly reluctantly spreading the cheeks of her big ass. She wanted to do everything right so as not to piss off Mark and ruin her marriage; but some childish, bitchy part at the core of her being wanted to rebel and take revenge. When her mind drifted to the unfai...
Jodi is in my arms. Hugging Her makes me happy that I am a man. As I look into her light blue eyes, I see both sweet vulnerability and undeniable strength. The nape of her neck is smooth and my lips trace the slope up to her ear lobes, which I softly suck. Her DD boobs press against me. My chest cops a feel in place of my hands. I wonder which bra she is w...
I think most people out there have a certain perception of themselves: whether it is one of confidence, shyness or whatever. Events of the past few weeks have now shattered whatever image I had of myself. My name is Sean and I am 35, married, and the father of a teenage son. And until recently, confident in the knowledge that I harbored no sexual insecuritie...
I hated my OB-GYN. With a purple passion. It seemed like the acceptable thing to do though, because any woman who enjoys a trip to the lady doctor must be mentally fucked... or literally. Sometimes I thought after visiting the things they do are done to make the experience as unpleasant as possible. Then they must resort to fear mongering to get you to come...
"Are we whores?" Liz turned from the mirror where she was applying her makeup and stared at her roommate. "Are we whores? What do you mean?" "Are we prostitutes?" Christy clarified as she checked out a black spandex outfit and a red latex dress. "I mean, we're paid to be at the club. We're paid to be sexy and hang around. No one ever said we had to have s...
For the rest of our time in San Diego, I had a personal, private slut who would have sloppy, squishy, screaming sex with me—anytime, anyway, anyplace, anyway, anywhere, with anybody. She said it, repeated it often and she meant it. I got to fuck her hard, deep and fast. I also got to make slow, careful love with her. I got to fill her ass with my cum and...
I was going to meet my best friend today to do some shopping and catching up. We went way back- both cheerleaders in Jr. High and High School. We weren't "loose-" but we did enjoy having fun. We are both blonde and built- but whereas I am only just over five feet tall and somewhat "voluptuous" Sherry is a head taller. I always envied her long legs- and use...