Serena had been up half the night on a T.V. binge. A sex scene in the last episode had gotten her more than a little hot and she had shed her clothes under the covers. She closed her eyes and started rubbing herself gently. It's always when you least expect it, but her phone vibrated beside her, the text message sending it into a glowing buzz. It was him....
Darren had found her in a chat room. Sky had gone in, curious but not even sure how interested, much less committed, she was. But suddenly, she and some named Darrren2145 were pinging back and forth in the midst of other people's conversations. Though she was a little shocked at the thought, they were actually hitting it off. Darren private messaged her and...
It was 2:36am when Samantha heard that sweet little ping from her computer even from the other room. It made her sit up straight, as if her body was primed for it. She stood up instantly and almost tripped trying to make her way over to Dale's message. She sat down at the computer, took a deep breath, and opened her instant messenger inbox... D: Hello S:...
The following is the second part of a transcript of an interview I conducted with a female who contacted me after reading some of my work on the subject of foot fetishism. She told me she wanted to share her frank and explicit experiences of foot sex and that there would be no question too shocking for her to answer. My subject insisted that her real name...
This story was written real-time via texting by a man (H) and a woman (S). ***** H: I had a good night's sleep. Good morning. I wondered if any of your kids are anywhere near to making you a grandmother. I'd like to fuck a grannie :) S: Good morning. I have a few girlfriends who are grandmothers. I will invite them over for you and your pleasures. Lots o...
The following is the first part of a transcript of an interview I conducted with a female who contacted me after reading some of my work on the subject of foot fetishism. She told me she wanted to share her frank and explicit experiences of foot sex and that there would be no question too shocking for her to answer. My subject insisted that her real name...
We begin with the plaintiff, the woman of the marriage of 33 years, from hereto within known as Mrs. S. Verses the transvestite husband we shall call Desiree. Mrs. S Attorney (referred in future testimony as AFM: Please state your reason for the divorce proceedings, if you please Mrs. S. Mrs. S: I wish to divorce my gay transvestite husband due to the lack...
In my defense, I never said this would be good, so don't hate me. Thanks for reading, and feel free to email me... ***** S~*Pins her against the wall* what did I say about lying? *Kisses her softly* I know when you're hiding something J~ I-I promise, it's nothing important...*blushes* S~ oh really now? Then why would you hide it from me? *Lips curl into...
He and She meet in a chat room on the net.... H: Do you want me to give you an orgasm? S: Ha, you give me an orgasm? here and now? how? H: Well, let me show you! S: Ok, you can try! H: How are you dressed just now? S: Only in a top and undies H: See-through top? S: Yes H: What material? S: Silk H: What colour? S: Black H: Feels good on your body...
I remove the unpeeled peach from between sub s.'s clenched teeth, and fully delight in his revulsion. The extraction has released a sweet torrent of mingled juice and saliva down his winter-pale chin and neck, and he is clearly straining against the impulse to whimper and squirm and propel himself toward the pristine towel I have left folded on the paddling...