The Clean Genie was about seven inches long and two inches thick. It had a hemispherical head and a spherical reservoir at its base, and was covered in soft latex with a skin-like texture. The shaft was dotted with pinprick-size orifices. The head sported several more of the tiny openings around its rim, and a larger one at its tip. It emitted a faint but de...
"We've been invited to her home!" an excited Andrea announced after she and Crystal emerged from the hotel lobby's public phone booth. "Whose home?" I wondered, not really having paid much attention. I was sitting splayed across one of the Crown Hotel's most threadbare red velour sofas. We were now on the latest stop of our trans-American tour and in the c...
George When we left school, Janet and I went off to college and shared a flat. But it wasn't just the flat we shared; we also shared a bed. The lovemaking that had started by chance the morning after I was raped had become a regular part of our life, but it was a very private relationship. Outwardly we were just a close pair of college girls. Only in the pr...
I chose a deliberately provocative outfit for the next Friday as Brad was due to pick me up from work to take him to his "floggery" up in the valley. I put on a tight red blouse which hugged my breasts. I was wearing a black bra with high uplifts. My only other outer garment was a tight little black PVC miniskirt, which hid a little black thong – hid, that...
Before and after the swing club experience, my wife and I had discussed how much fun it would be to have a 3-some, either MFF or MMF, if it was with the right person. We debated on an ad or a swing club or someone we already knew. The ads in the local swinger mags in Phoenix seemed like they were all single guys, most of which came across really creepy. We h...
Becky woke rolling over in bed, looking at the clock on her nightstand. It read 8:22 on a Saturday morning. She lay there gathering herself, recalling. She'd heard her father come in somewhere after one in the morning. It was the first time she could ever recall his coming home that late when he obviously wasn't working. The fact that he had, pissed her off...
My name is Rachael, I'm 49 years old, and one of the three founding members of S.O.S., the Sisterhood of Sex. The sisterhood began a few years back as part of a running joke between myself and two very close girlfriends. We would get together during the day while the kids were at school and the topic would almost always turn to sex, or as was often the cas...
A Taste of Love, A Taste of Lust 2. Love me dirty Kelly didn’t resist as she was thrown on the couch, pinned by her tutor-turned-lover, Laura Danason, who now groped her breasts, licking her lips as she stared down at Kelly, who futilely tried to grind her crotch against the older woman’s ass. “A perfect “A”. A perfect score from a perfect student.” She l...
This is part two of the story It Wasn't My Fault which appears in Loving Wives. Please read part one first. Please note: This is a work of fiction, I am aware that the courtroom scene would not happen as described! * Chapter 1 Ken gets shocked into action When Ken arrived at his sister's house, he felt about about as bad as he could. It had been a horrib...
I put up two chapters this is the third I would love to hear some feed back, as I am new to this. I mean I like my work so far but what do you guys think of it. Thanks. It was about 6pm by the time I reached the gym, today I was poised to not let anything, better yet anyone stop my workout. Lisa wasn't at the counter so I didn't have to deal with her medd...