“Hey, sweetie,” Amanda called out as she walked along side Chad to the grass near the field, “so are you going to score again today?” Chad flashed her that smile, the one that never failed to excite her during their little interludes before, during and after their games together. “As always babe, I like to score,” he teased giving her a nudge with his elbow...
I buzz myself in with Marie's door code. In the lobby, I find the girl whose melon-sized breasts and pouting lips aroused me last night as I watched through her window while she danced topless and alone. She smiles bashfully when I step aside to let her pass--and I feel a small prick of guilt for having violated her privacy. Then again, she must know, they...
She took the bag out of her bottom bureau drawer. Inside, still in the box, was the toy he'd given her, the one she so rarely had opportunity to use. Though it had been less than a week since her last use of it, prompted by his asking whether she used it at all. After taking the toy out of the box, she stripped from the waist down and lay on her bed. She wa...
The life of a hedonist is something of an odd one. We live fast and drink hard; we fuck harder, and indiscriminately. We value love, but ultimately all that matters is pleasure. Men, and for that matter women, are to me what wine is to an alcoholic, and moderation is not a term that I am familiar with. But of all the men I have had, only one has ever had me....
Pure romance mixed with humor and hot sex, in two acts, makes for real happiness..... I was a highschool senior, wrestling and football jock, and downright happy guy. My grades were good to excellent, and I already had a number of really nice athletic scholarship offers from several major colleges, and all before the Christmas break had even arrived. About...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Anger, boiling anger like nothing I had ever felt before washed over me. After realising my girl, my perfect pet wasn't just dancing on the floor but was allowing herself to be defiled the anger ripped through me stealing my breath and piercing my heart. I could see the panic...
Isolde meets Baron Samedi I woke up in a Graveyard. I was not in King Henry's Court at ALL! Somehow I had been summoned and many people had their bodies up and dancing...Chanting in a strange language I couldn't understand...beautiful bursts of song and laughter. An exotic and beautiful black woman was leading them. She smiled at me, and softly came to kiss...
She stood next to the bathroom sink, engrossed in her morning preparations for work, and almost jumped out of her skin when he put his arms around her. "Hey baby," she said as he gently kissed her neck. His intentions were loud and clear, but her time was growing short, "No, I need to get ready for work." His arms crossed over her chest and down toward her...
It was two days prior to by 3-week post-operative check-up from my tubal ligation surgery when Mark was scheduled for 2 weeks worth of out of town work. What a drag, I thought to myself, we were very likely to get the go ahead to resume sex and he has to leave. I was really bummed out by the news and the thought of two more weeks of waiting. After all the wa...
Ah cyber, back in the early days of computing, (I'm talking Commodore 64, DOS and green glowing text on black screens) it must have been difficult to imagine the dynamic sexual potential the computer keyboard and screen held. The simple thought that by properly touching just the right keys on your keyboard you could inspire someone else, perhaps thousands of...