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As I typed away at my cubicle, I felt the stiffness in my neck from a hard days work. Every few minutes I found myself looking across the way at the greatest pair of legs I had ever seen. This woman I work with, Abby, was so incredibly sexy, I found it terribly difficult to take my eyes off of her and concentrate on my work. Today was going to be the day tha...
This story contains public nudity, exposing myself to unsuspecting women, masturbation, as well as getting a hand job. If any of this is disturbing to you, please stop reading, and choose another story to enjoy! I'm an exhibitionist. I love to be caught naked. I like to walk around naked whenever, and wherever I can. I have been naked in public places, both...
"What do you like? What would you like to do? Would you like to try it with me?" Sending the message, I wondered if she will even bother answering. After all, she is a lesbian and much younger, twenty-six to my forty-four. Surprise, an answer ping from the mailbox announcer, and quickly, too. I open the mailbox, open the one new message. An answer, from Emi...
"Rahim, what kind of man, Muslim no less, wants his female to fuck him with a strap-on dildo?" Hawa Abdirashid, my beloved fiancée, asked sternly, hands on her hips. I lay on our bed, in our cushy townhouse in the west end of Denver, and looked at the six-foot-tall, curvy, simply gorgeous young Somali-American Muslim woman with whom I'd shared two tumultuous...
I experienced some major trepidation as I drove to Karen's place. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't as nervous as hell. I was also very anxious, as in anxious to do some more fucking. The last time I was at Karen's two of her friends gave me a real run for my money by providing my neglected cunt with a much needed workout. My husband would not have been happy...
The following day, I woke after a long sleep. I walked still naked to the window, and saw Joanne pull into her drive, judging by the time she must have just taken the kids to school but then I saw her five year old get out too. He must have been ill or something but I didn't care. I got my mobile and sent Joanne a text, MY HOUSE 5 MINUTES... it read, knowing...
My husband told me a story along these lines, so I've written it from his point of view. I'd so love to make it come true... * After a night of heavy drinking with my wife, she asked me to tell her a fantasy. I thought for a while, and she was fondling me, so I got a bit frisky. "Hmm ... OK, it's more about what you - do something really outrageous - in p...
I had reached that pinnacle where I could indulge myself with photo shoots that I dreamed up, instead of a client dictating everything, and still sell them somewhere. In this case, it came to me one night about using a white cyclorama background, with white plaster statues interspersed with nude models painted white. Anna happened to have made molds of most...
She looks up at me sluttishly as I begin to stroke in and out of her, her sumptuous blonde locks sprawled messily around her youthful face. There is definitely something of Sienna Miller about her look: vulnerable, tantalising and uncommonly pretty. I slide slowly at first back and forth, savouring not only the feel of her, but also the squelching noises of...