As we entered the club I could feel heads swivel and take notice. I could understand the reason. How often are you sitting in a strip club and someone walks in with a beautiful woman wearing a tight black dress, high heels and a stride that lets you know she knows she's beautiful? We choose two seats next to each other one row away from the stage. The club...
The smell of him was intensely arousing; a musky, masculine smell that just said sex. What she wanted. What she needed. Sex. To feel that connection, that fulfillment that only came from taking him into her. And the more of him she took into her mouth, the more intense the smell got. It was making her wet just to be this close to him, her senses filled wit...
First story, please enjoy and feel free to leave any feedback! Thanks for checking it out and I hope to write more! * At age 24 and after years of dressing in private, I finally decided I needed to get out. I had been scouring online personals for some time but never got further than exchanging a few emails and trading pics. I had been in touch with other...
I knew before we got married that my wife, Helen, was keen on older guys; I myself am in my forties and Helen is still only twenty-four. She adores older flesh, and when I say flesh, I mean hot, hard, swollen cock! I was never going to be enough for her – I knew that. I could never hope to satisfy her voracious, almost insatiable sexual appetite. At first s...
We had remained in the same positions for ten more minutes, me with my legs draped to either side, my fingers slipping along my gash in the mixed juice of our sexual union, and him in his chair, his cock slowly softening, his eyes on my sex, before either of us spoke. I was still stroking my tender gash with my finger when Mark suggested I go shower, he wou...
Katey got the ticket at the last minute; one of her friends had purchased it but couldn't go. What incredible luck! A front row seat at a Michael Bolton concert! She would have to go alone, but that would be just fine; she just loved Michael Bolton, and could really enjoy the concert without having to socialize. Her seat was even better than expected, right...
It had been my experience that children, up to as old as 16 were intimidated in the confessional. Being more comfortable in the presence of a priest that talked to them and provided something to drink or a bit of candy put them at ease. Being children, they still were quite secretive about their naughtiness, and even more so once they found out that as their...
It was 9 pm on the dot. I hopped in my car, started it up and backed out of my driveway, turning on to the road to begin my trip which would end only a few blocks away. This was the third time I had done this; met this man I barely knew but for some reason, had decided that I could not live without. For the second time, I had dressed like he wanted me to; a...
The air is cool and the breeze caresses our faces while the firelight dances in the women's eyes. This is the first night of their "girls camping weekend." This annual event has happened for six years now. They always camp in the same site, away from the main campers; they have more privacy that way. A campsite full of women tends to attract some attention,...
I used to hate traffic jams. Especially those after work ones. They're inevitable I know and also twice as long when you've had a bad day. I've always been cheeky and daring. I'm always the one that pushes it that little bit to far. The one that spoils it. Anyway, you get the picture I'm sure. Like I said I used to hate traffic jams. I grew to love them...