I had just sold my house and the movers were scheduled to come the next day. I was moving to New York were I didn't know anybody. It had been sooo long since I had been fucked and I was really missing it. I knew it would be a while before I met someone in the Big Apple. It wouldn't be as easy as in the small town I lived in. I knew I had to pack, but the urg...
My wife is a short, mousy looking lady of 33 years. Not very sexy looking, and certainly not someone that you would think would be sought after by other men. Not someone that you would try to go after. Although she had pillow-like breasts, big and soft, and a chubby but very nice ass, she was a plain-Jane nevertheless. So what happened was a real surprise....
This is a little introduction about how I recently had my first experience with a guy. An older guy. Everything in this story is true including people's names and ages. This first part is just so you get an idea of how we "met" and the kind of things we got talking about. I'm Jay, a pretty ordinary 21 year old guy. I've always considered myself straight an...
As I walked towards the coffee shop, I felt the breeze blowing up my short, flimsy skirt, feeling pert, all alert. It felt good on my naked pussy. It was my kind duty to spread myself around as much as possible. And when I say spread, I mean it literally. I did that by flashing my little triangular hair pie to all those men who struck my fancy on a fine summ...
My name is Karenna, and I'm a clutz. I've been a clutz since I was a child. I fell so frequently my knees still bear the scars. After a while, my parents learned to ignore the thumps unless I started to cry. Which was seldom; I was usually too busy laughing at myself. My first French kiss, I couldn't figure out how to get my teeth out of the way. Poor guy'...
You walk me through the hotel corridor, a hand on the back of my neck directing me forward. I'm barely paying attention to where we're going because I'm too busy focusing on the constant whirring of the vibrator inside my pussy. You turned it on to full power before slipping it inside me and I'm struggling to keep a normal expression. We reach a lift at the...
Tanya washed the last of the dishes and dried her hands on the dishtowel after a sumptuous meal with good friends. She grabbed her glass of Pinot Noir and headed for the living room to rejoin her dinner guests. Rocky and JC were comfortably lounging, listening to a little Russell Gunn and debating the merits of ethnomusicology. They'd started a fire in th...
This is the first story I have written which was not about me but one that I hope will mean much more adventures on my part with my wife. My wife, Claire, and I recently had to travel to Calgary for family reasons and decided to take a side trip while there to Vancouver. Now in our 60's the thought of anything ever exciting happening has become a fantasy fo...
I walk into the library to return a few books and get some further reading for my daily commute on the train. I approach the counter and hand over my books. I don't recognise you, you must be new; the first thing I notice is the perfume, musky, sexy and very evocative, something I've not noticed with the other librarians. But as I got closer your figure was...
I was there to learn. I had reached a certain level in my submission but there was one thing blocking me from giving my all. Paddles. You may think it silly but I could handle spankings, hot wax, whips, clamps and whatever else they threw at me. But paddles...they just gave me such fear. In the past I'd had such a bad experience with them, a new Master, unkn...