Let me introduce myself. I am a 38 year old white male, married to a very attractive woman 10 years my junior and we have three children together. I have a full head of dark hair, I'm about five foot ten, considered handsome and run and weight train regular. Over the past three years I have followed natural penis enlargement. For those curious about it get o...
When we went to bed that night I hugged and kissed Jim and played with his cock and I told him I thought it was getting bigger and it did seem to be larger. I told him I got a little anal vibrator today since he seemed to like it when I put my finger up his ass this morning. I said I wanted to try it in my ass when he was fucking me also. I was already horny...
Inspired by an idea by enigma3 in the Forum. * They say size doesn't matter, but when you are - whether by length or girth - within the smallest five percent of the population, it's difficult not to feel self-conscious about it. It's difficult to talk to women without imagining their horror, their amusement, their mockery, their contempt. Easier to avoid r...
Life didn't offer a lot of joy for Lydia. Her only daughter was one of them. In fact it was the only thing her former fiancée. Unfortunately the bastard had left her after her pregnancy. She raised her daughter Mary alone, her parents didn't give a lot of help. She thought about finding someone but she failed. Now at 45 she didn't have the mind and the body...
This is a sequel to The Janitor's Closet, a story that people either loved or hated with little middle ground. I expect this story will get the same reaction. As usual readers are welcome to leave their opinions and comments and they will not be removed. If you choose to make derogatory comments about me, women in general or people of other races, that's yo...
I volunteered for Dr. Street's Sexual Response Study. So, at the appointed hour, I appeared at the Clinic. I was greeted by a pretty young woman in purple scrubs. She was of medium height and build, and she wore her dark hair pulled into a muffin on the back of her head. Her skin was the color of coffee with cream. A name tag proclaimed her to be -- Nina. Sh...
SueAnn had just left Dr. Main's office with exciting news about her upcoming PhD research project. She could hardly wait to tell her step father. As she bounded down the path way, the gentle tropical breeze brushed her face and cooled her skin. The sun baked sand increased the heat felt between her toes. A bit of sexual excitement crept into her loins as the...
I figured the easiest and cheapest way to try social/public nudism would be a nude beach. I was on holiday by myself on sort of a break from work and everything and thought as part of my time I would try something I had wanted to try for ages but never had the chance. I would check and find out if there were any nudist beaches nearby where I was staying in...
One of the elements of erotic stories is they are based in most cases in fiction. But most fiction is grounded in fact. I get several pieces of feedback about my stories asking me about certain experiences I have described. Not everything in each story has actually happened, but I have personally experienced more of what I describe than what is fiction. Fir...
Ron was still seated on the dressing room chair, gazing lustfully at Beth as she quickly composed herself, then slipped on her skirt and top, sans panties or bra, as usual. She took a prolonged glance at his still engorged, yet semi erect penis, and fighting a base instinct to drop to her knees and suck it back to full erection, she grabbed the pile of purch...