I'm horny. I'm horny all the time. They say that a man has a sexual thought every few seconds....while, I have other thoughts every now and then, but I think about sex all the time. So there I was, unemployed again and looking for the perfect job where I could think about sex, have nubile women around me all day and make a decent living. I got all dress...
I had to have him, it was as simple as that, he was gorgeous, you understand, six foot two, powerful, dominating, dark hair, an infectious laugh, dazzling smile, he strode towards me, and there he was, blocking out the sunlight, he grabbed two glasses of champagne from my tray, emptied them in an instant and walked off ignoring me, not a second glance. My le...
I hate the summer because it's so hard to hide my tastes. I guess I should call them kinks or fetishes, but I don't like that. Everybody has their tastes, and mine are mine and I don't feel like I should have to label them like that. It makes them sound embarrassing and shameful, and I don't want to feel that way. But I do anyway, and winter clothes let me...
She was showing off the new dress she had bought for the graduation dance. He was her step-brother back from college. He had been her confidant since she was eight. Now he watched as she showed how pretty the dress made her feel. He had always loved her as his sister. Now he felt new stirrings for her as a woman. She turned, looking into the full-length mir...
I'd had a couple of drinks. So sue me. It's not a crime. We were driving home after a party. I wasn't the driver. She, poor soul, was totally sober. Amused at out antics, but sober. The rest of us? We were rather noisy, singing and carrying on a bit. The windows of the car were open and the radio was blaring away and adding to the noise. You could definitel...
Hey, guys, thanks for the complimentary comments. I appreciate each of them. For those of you who read my previous story, Old Hunger Sated, you may remember that I went over to Robert's house a few weeks back with the idea of getting my car examined and possibly repaired. But it happened before I knew it, we were sucking and whacking each other in a mighty...
This is the first chapter of what hopefully will be a novel. The theme is river and pool-related so anyone wishing to send in appropriate pictures, or others related to the story, I may be able to incorporate them (or at least remain inspired). Anyone who wants to represent this book for publishing and knows what he/she is doing, let me know. Enjoy. * * * *...
"Do you remember your first time?" Margie asked me. I choked as I tried to swallow a mouthful of sweet milk and look up from her heavy dark nippled breast. Her milk dribbled down my chin as I asked her "My first time, or ours?" "Yours. Tell me about the first time you had sex with a girl." "You pick the damndest times to ask questions. I was busy, ya know...
It's 6:50pm on a Friday evening. In my bed room I pull on my sexiest outfit, a very figure hugging red silk and black lace corset, a skirt that is cut to the middle of my thigh with black stockings and a rather small thong made of just enough fabric to cover me already excited pussy. I also slip on a pair of very sexy black heels that add about 4 inches onto...
Rachel knew preparation. The smart girl glasses, she found on the cheap rack of reading glasses at the airport when she was coming back from her trip. At a single power of correction—not so strong to make her bump into the doorjamb, not so weak that she didn't have to look over the top of the frames to avoid what she thought looked like a squinting cross-ey...