It was late Thursday night - or rather early Friday morning. I was at the gym, working off the stress of this past shift. This was my favourite time at the gym, working on the machines while no one else was there, except of course for the volunteer night trainer. His name was Zachary, and he was generally a laid back, unobtrusive guy. He was good looking, wi...
I was getting ready to go to Michael's house for my birthday. I had just turned 18, and I couldn't wait to have him inside of me. I knew that it was the day that we would have sex, for the very first time. I glanced in the mirror. My green eyes shone with excitement, and my shoulder length, auburn hair gleamed. My pouty lips were bare, and the only makeup I...
Clang! His heart skipped a beat. He was alone with her. She was looking as gorgeous as she was in the same photograph which had given him so many sleepless nights. What he liked about photographs is that they capture a moment that's gone forever, impossible to reproduce. The one he had was truly one of a kind. The girl was pretty, there was no doubt about...
So sex is supposed to be the ultimate expression of love, right? Or is it just the ultimate expression of lust? I don't really care. Really. Sex is what you make of it. It could be love. Then again, it could just be hard-cock-in-wet-pussy fucking and cum shooting. Whatever. But whatever it is, I really like it. And I really like it in three-and moresomes wit...
A couple of years ago I went on holiday with a friend. It was just a standard sun, sea, sand and maybe a bit of sex type trip. This is the story of the sex I had, which incidentally was one of my hottest fucks ever. One night I was alone, my friend had pulled at the beach and was busy having fun with this sexy hunk. I was more than a little jealous, so I w...
As a tennis player John Tipton was a long shot from being a gifted athlete. He was, as they say, "small but slow." He was also a generation older than many of his competitors. And yet among the hundreds of amateur tennis players in his mid-sized Midwestern city, he was considered an excellent tennis partner in doubles tournaments and somehow he managed to wi...
This is a story of my wife's feet being fondled without consent at a party. Told in her words: I was at a party one time, everyone was dressed up because it was Christmas, and I had some taupe colored light brown pantyhose covering my size 6 feet and legs. My toes were painted hot pink and I wore a pair of pink heels to match which I left at the door when I...
You can hear the cars driving past the window and you start to wonder how it is that you ended up here. Normally a seedy motel would not be your style but everything in your sensible life that would always say no, suddenly transformed into yes. Lying on the bed you can smell the stale scent of the room mixed with the aftershave that first caused you to be te...
Man, sometimes I don't know how I end up in these situations. Right now, I'm on all fours, face down and ass up on a locker room bench. And guess what? I've got a ten-inch Black dick buried so deep in my asshole, you can't tell where it ends and I begin. Well, you can but you'd have to get really, really close. My name is Carlotta Moines. I'm a five-foot-ele...
In the wake of the incredible first-time blowjob he had just received from Tracy, Doug couldn’t help but ask, “Why the hell are you doing this?” “Well, you always say I only come to you when Stanley doesn’t want to take me to a movie or dancing or whatever. Well guess what? Stan’s out of town and I really needed S-E-X. So here I am…with you…stud” She contin...