This is the story of Aimee, a mid-thirties woman from Mid-western USA. She wants to discover herself, sexually and spiritually. Her clock is ticking and it seems to be for something other than a boring husband and selfish, self-centered family. She is about to set out on a series of adventures in life. Some are right in her neighborhood, some are in exotic p...
This story is concerned with menstruation as a source of erotic pleasure. This is a specialised form of sexual practice, with minority appeal. Unless you find such activities appealing, you will not wish to read it. About me My name is Catriona. I'm a successful businesswoman, in my thirties, and my professional life could keep me fully occupied, if I allo...
I want to tell you about an ex-girlfriend of mine, Kay, who was by far the wildest, most exciting, and also craziest girl I have ever been out with. In appearance think Suzy Quattro aged about 21: small, lithe, feisty, long blond hair, blue eyes, usually dressed in tight, sky-blue jeans and leather jacket, and with a wild-child personality to match. She spok...
Slowly the tub began to fill and I realized I had to go also. I was rubbing my legs together when suddenly I heard Bill ask me if I had to "tinkle." I shyly nodded yes and he instructed me to put the bowl down on the small chair against the wall. He proceeded to tell everyone else that "Pissy has to pee, but she can't do it standing up without making a mes...
This is a continuation of my last story but gets dirtier, so if you prefer toilets to be used for toilet needs rather than panties, this may not be for you... Imagine being sexually aroused at work -- the naughty frisson of your personal excitement sneaking into your professional life for a second or a few moments. Now, extend that -- imagine being sexually...
I was eighteen years old. My hair was a dusty brown, which I kept shoulder length, and in a ponytail to look cool and rebellious. I didn't pay much attention to the fact that I was 5'6" and weighed only 134lbs. Instead I thought I was aloof. I was a renegade. I liked to hang out with drug dealers and never in the normal flow of school society. So, when some...
I started to get everything together. First some chips and dip from one of the food bags. Then when I started to do a knee bend to get the beer from the cooler (a last vestige of modesty) John called out to me to be sure to, "bend from the waist like the slut you are. And use a tampon." Bending over, I felt my skirt ride up and knew my panties and ass was...
Had I known this tale would extend beyond one or two episodes, I would have given it a more appropriate title. However, the first step of any adventure is always followed by the unknown. Oh, and if you have not read parts one and two, please note these tales do contain watersports and scat play. If you find such things offensive, please stop reading now. Tha...
The Tabitha Files: Part 4 Note: This story depicts acts of anal sex and golden showers between consenting male and female lovers. If these subjects are not to your taste, then click back on your browser. Please do not read it, get to the end, and provide rambling, incomprehensible and anonymous feedback, choked full of spelling and grammatical errors, telli...
I was in one of my moods. I really felt like going out and screwing myself senseless. My hubby Steve was away for the week leaving me here to fend for myself. I had watched a few pornos and even masturbated in front of the web cam for some bloke overseas but I was still bored and horny. I decided to head in town and see if I could pick up. I thought about g...