As we drove home, we dropped off the college girls. With Peggy driving and my wife in the shotgun, I was in the back with Lisa, sitting behind the driver. My wife asked Lisa if she had an orgasm while she watched the show. Lisa said that she never could reach orgasm with her fingers. Her vibrator was the way she got over the top. My wife asked if oral sex wo...
I like how it feels to be watched. I like my fingers deep within my hot, wet, bald pussy knowing that so many eyes are enraptured with every move they make. I look up at my cam window and my folds are splayed open, my legs hooked back over the arms of my chair. I'm in a daddy/daughter chat room, precious few daddies have cams on, but the few that do are on....
There's a storytelling production put on in Baltimore called "Stoop Stories" where they invite everyday Joes and Janes to sit on a stoop in front of an audience and tell a story from their life about a certain topic. The topics change from week-to-week. According the producers, the people telling stories aren't supposed to memorize their speech or use notes....
Soames watched casually from behind the counter as Pangborn Mislaburski wandered through the aisles, looking unhappy. What could Pang want? Pang had been the "punk" of a series of muscular young men, supporting them royally as comptroller of a chain of coin laundries across the state. Soames was unsure how Pang did it, but he'd pick up a young man here...
Leaning forward, Alice tongued the tip of his cock, licking the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. Peter thought he would explode right there and then. He closed his eyes as her tongue ran down the length of his shaft and swirled around his balls. He couldn't wait for that hot, wet sensation when her mouth could close over his aching cock. Taking her ti...
It all started so many years ago, in the late 70's at the tender age of 19. My older brother had married this blonde German girl. They were both 23 and she was about 5 foot 9 inches tall with a killer ass and 32 c cup breasts. I know because that's what it said on the tags in her bras. It was summer and we were all at the lake on his boat and she was weari...
I am a 34 year old divorced woman. I have recently moved from the small town where I spent my whole life to a larger city, to re-start my life. My ex-husband had little or no interest in sex. Sometimes it would be months between feeble attempts. There was never anything interesting or creative. No oral, or anal, which I was craving. I have tried to figure...
It had been a long, stressful day at work. The 12 hour shift had been all I could take. I was tired, hungry and as always, slightly horny. I took care of the hunger part on the way home, grabbing a quick bite to eat. Once home, I sorted through the normal junk mail and bills, listened to the messages on my answering machine, then headed straight upstairs. I...
This story is copyright 1995 (c) Rajah Dodger. Electronic reproduction rights are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain attached. * * * * * "I don't know how you find them, Thomas", my visitor commented. "I've never seen a quieter secretarial pool in any of the offices I've surveyed this year. What's y...
Sitting on the sofa, I arched my back against the cushioning trying to find relief from this forced immobility. Everything was immobile, there was no sign of life anywhere around the house, garden, road ... maybe not even region. The room was dimly lit, shutters closed but with a clear glowing line around the edges where the wood did not touch the wall. The...