Blonde curls knotted at the top of Emily's head like an anchor— the perfect size to grip in my fist and guide her lips to my cock. Thick black-rimmed glasses framed her big blue eyes as she slouched across the desk, scanning an open textbook. I loved the way the blue thinned around her pupils as I fucked her — seeing such a visceral reaction always made my c...
The day I met Jetty was a warm, late spring evening, and I needed a break. The final draft of my dissertation was nearing completion, and I was exhausted. I'd been hammering away about the benefits of holistic education all semester, and now, with graduation in sight...it was time to get out and breathe. I'd chosen to wander the reservoir park for distrac...
Continues from previous story Fun with the Temp. Recently I shared a fun afternoon with Michaela, a new secretary with the company I work for, after she discovered that my wife and I are both exhibitionists and have an adventurous sex life. I had caught her in my office sneaking a peek at my personal lap top which I had, (foolishly) left logged on after Jul...
Well eight months ago my laptop froze and wouldn't perform any operations, I had to send two urgent E mails off to my boss. Then I remembered that in a box, in the garage, we had kept some old phones and an my wife's old laptop which I dug out and put on charge while I made a coffee. Then after about fifteen minutes I switched it on, it sprung into life an...
For those that have never been, Fantasy Fest in Key West can be quite an eye opening experience. Held in late Oct. each year it is sort of a Floridian Mardi Gras. Lots of bare or semi bare flesh and body painting on the female form have become very popular. This past year my wife and I were able to attend, thanks to her company's owner having reserved all t...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (20 min/mp3) * * * * * I am the late-shift librarian at the quiet little downtown library. I've just finished my shift this evening, and my stilettos click-clack across the marble floor as I shelve the last paperbacks left on tables. Our library is classy and vintage with its mahogany reading tables, green desk lamps, marbl...
Anyone who tells you that married life is hard must be part of a straight couple that survives on vanilla sex once every two months or so. I love being married, I get to live out all my wildest fantasies and adventures with the man I love; just over a year ago I married my brother (I could explain why right now but that's a whole other story), but because I...
It had been almost half a year since I had first dressed like a girl. I loved the feeling of the lovely lacy panties and bras on my bare, shaved skin, and the unmatched erotic feeling of wearing slutty little short miniskirts, tight t-shirts that exposed my taught tummy, and putting on whorish makeup. By now I had relished my slutty alter-ego, Michelle. But...
Vanessa stretched out her legs under the long wooden table and eyed the entrance to the reading room. She was sitting by herself in a quiet study area separated from the main atrium and the stacks by a shoulder high, dark paneled wall. It was flanked by two open entranceways and the occasional patron passing by would draw her attention each time. Her messeng...
This is part of a series. It should stand on its own, but will make more sense if you start at no. 1. Please enjoy; and vote if you like it. * "Would you like to go to heaven again?" What a beautiful way to put it, from this beautiful slim girl. A girl I had barely remembered until recently. Now, I knew her name, I knew every inch of her graceful body, I...