My way of coping with quarantine was exercise. Every day I would run around the huge municipal park in the city and practise my sprints. I often caught people catching ogling glances at me as I ran in my tight lycra running gear. I am tall, 6'2, broad, muscular and athletic. I have been a competitive track athlete for most of my life and am now a coach, so I...
It's me Sarah. The music is pounding in the background; my heart is ready to be alive again! That mini-dress still looks smart-alecky in the closet; it still makes me feel hot. But it also seems rather ...passive? demure? The moonlight has returned, and there's a new suite on the bed. It will give me more room to move, and I might want to. But I'm taking my...
My fuckbuddy always liked to try new things. He always had some new twist or kink to add to a session. It's like every time I arrive at his place he's got something new to do to/at/on/with me. I think he concocts new ideas between each meeting, like he has a notebook full of dirty thoughts somewhere. "Mmmm... my dirty daughter likes licking my cock clean, h...
When I had first heard about The School, it had been at one of those standard college parties where one wouldn't suspect anything could happen. My best friend brought a non-descript girl, I say girl because I don't like the term woman, wo/man, too limiting. This 'girl' was well over her mid-twenties, with an incredibly bored expression on her face, she never...
I had discovered three wonderful women who showed their affection by sharing their asses with me, but I was having difficulty finding other new bedmates on my own. I was discounting the blindfolded lady because Lynn found her, and I did not know who she was. My failure to find bedmates was not caused by being overly selective or insisting on assplay games....
I was surfing through the net when I came across an ad for single males to join in on a gang bang. This of course caught my eye and I replied to the ad. The response came back and it was for a local swingers club. I have always been interested in the "lifestyle" but never had the opportunity to indulge. Finding myself recently single I thought, "Now or never...
I woke up slowly, reluctantly. I became aware of things gradually. The first thing I noticed was that I was on my side, my head was laying on my husband's shoulder. This meant that his arm was curled around my back and his hand cupped my one of my "cheeks." I smiled faintly, imagining him massaging me, but he was still sound asleep. The next thing I realize...
I was in a really bad mood that day. Looking back, I realize that was no excuse for the way I behaved myself, but hindsight is always 20/20. My Master and I had dedicated the entire day to running errands, but it was hot outside, the air conditioning in the car wasn't working, and I was bitching about every single thing under the sun. My Master is a very pat...
My best friend, Bob, was a first class shit. All women were just pussies to him. Meant to be fucked and that was all they were good for. It was his goal in life to screw any girl he could. It made no difference to him who they were. And he would do anything to fulfill his goal. But he was my friend, regardless. When he announced to me one day that he was go...
"I. Did. Not. Stab. Anyone." "Stop talking, I told you to stop talking." Liam had packed his briefcase and was now pushing Nicki into her coat. "Fine, that's fine. You're free to go. It'd be a lot less suspicious if Ms. Moran cooperated with the investigation." "Don't bullshit me, detective. You have your mind made up about my client." "Your client was...