Punctually, you again hear Andrew and his latest conquest begin foreplay before a long night of sex. It's become a habit. At first you didn't pay much attention to him: you're both young and it's normal for him to go out partying and come home with a girl, but over time, as you didn't, the sounds coming from his room kept you awake. Now, there is no weekend...
I had taken a shower and decided before crawling into bed I would check my e-mails. I had put on a mid-thigh length white silk robe so as not to chill after the hot shower and without panties or bra. I just love a hot shower; it does wonders for stress relief. My shower has the faucet knobs to my side when I am standing in it and the shower head is on a fl...
"Fuck, they all suck!" Ben said as he read through countless resumes for his financial assistance firm, building a pile of rejections on the floor. "This one was fired from job after job, this one stole from their previous employer." He saw Lisa's resume. Majoring in finance, good work record, no criminal record. Perfect: if he'd noticed any of that stuff w...
Don't ask me why but I've recently decided to come clean. To the world, my readers, my friends and most importantly, to myself. I can't hide or pretend anymore and I've decided to just put it all out there for the world to see and, believe me, it's extremely difficult for me to tell the story I am about to tell you. First, I think it's probably important t...
Chapter 1: "The Desperate Ex-Boyfriend" Eighteen-year-old teenage sexpot and head cheerleader Kitty Summers laid in her bed watching interracial porn on her laptop. Ironically, her parents, Jenny and Harold Summers, didn't let Kitty sleep with her phone in the room because they didn't want her chatting with boys late at night and possibly getting into "sext...
I've always loved being a cock tease. I was a cheerleader, gymnast, and even went to dance classes, all in order to sculpt, tone, and train my body so that every boy who looked at me wanted me. From the second I turned eighteen I knew that I wanted to be looked at as a sex goddess. With my long raven black hair, deep blue eyes, cute little tits, and rockin l...
It took me a few weeks to figure out how to pull it off. I wasn't hesitating, scheduling was just a bitch. My husband had come down with the flu, so he was home all the time and I had to play nursemaid. Eventually though, he started feeling well enough to go back to work, and I started working on a plan to get my hands around Coach Barret's big black cock ag...
Getting the perfect angle of a cumshot when you don't know it's (pardon the pun) coming, is a tricky business. It's not a skill I thought I would ever have to develop, but here I am. I'm Paul, and this is the story of how I came to be the person all my friends call upon to film them fucking. Being a perv is certainly a good starting point. I am a perv. That...
Author's Note: For years I've tried—in every possible way that I can think of—to persuade my wife to cuckold me... preferably with a black lover. But she insists (and I've come to accept) that it's just never gonna happen. Not in real life. But! My wife does like when I tell her a story about her being with a dominant black bull (if by "like" one means "r...
I love my wife. Having too much of a good thing, in my eyes, is as dangerous as having too little of it. It was my ultimate desire to share her for this very reason, but her religious childhood upbringing limited my options. She was a fine wife, perfect in many ways, but the farthest we got was simply discussing her being shared during sex. In a moment of pa...