Afterwards, the whole incident had a feeling of unreality to it. Jodie knew that it had happened, but somehow it just didn't seem real and applicable to her. Jodie was eighteen and was a regular member at the gym. She also studied martial arts and was quite good at Judo. Not a state champion, but well able to hold her own in a bout, and against an untrained...
I'm a woman. NO, I don't ask you to judge me. Just read, enjoy, and realise that in my stories I leave out the boring details like putting on condoms, washing up, etc, etc. If you like the story, please leave a comment. If you don't, that's ok too. However.................. Please, if you don't like sex to be fun, dirty, or hopefully both - then DON'T READ...
He sat across from her everyday on the subway. Same car; same seat; same time every morning. He would have considered this coincidence odd had he not caught her sideways glimpse one morning as he readjusted his hard-on. She wore a dress that looked like an abstract painting. It hit six inches above the knee and gathered slightly at the waist so that he could...
Elena Wythe twisted her wedding ring and pulled it slowly off. She always felt a tinge of sadness doing that before one of her encounters, for her husband, he was a good guy really. But he'd know who she was when they met. They'd know each other for years. She through her bag over her shoulder and marched in to the supermarket, her wavy black hair bouncing b...
I came back from the supermarket, tuna sandwich in hand, pleased to see that the first spot next to the handicapped parking places was available. The rain lashed down and the few quick paces to the lobby door were almost refreshing in the absence of an umbrella. I swung open the lobby door and your fragrance hit me, you must have walked through here just sec...
The day after my fortuitous visit to the hospital I was still giddy about my good luck the day before. At six o'clock that evening, I sat down to watch the evening news wondering if Donna Hawthorne be back in the anchor chair so soon. All that day, I had been reliving the events of the day before. Mrs. Hawthorne was one of the more classic older beauties I...
Your husband holds your hand, carefully leading you to the bedroom. He has blindfolded you for a role-playing game you ask him to play at this time every week, in which you pretend you're having a one-night stand. You say that you like to just imagine a random stranger, but you know he knows who you're really fanaticizing about, because you both talk about y...
I was leaving the bar with a perfect stranger. Not just a stranger, but a man old enough to be my father. A man I'd let touch me in the coat room. I'd acted like a slut and begged to cum. He'd given me orders and I followed them without question. And I'd had the strongest orgasm of my life because of it. Which is why I was now breaking the #1 rule of life....
For my last visit of the year to my local nudist beach, I wanted to set myself a bit of a challenge. I'd been to nude beaches before so being naked was not an issue. This time I wanted to be an exhibitionist. My plan was to lie on the beach, legs spread a bit to ensure a good clear view, and see what happens and just go with the flow. I arrived, picked a sp...
This story is again based on true events to the best I can remember them. I have been lucky to find girls throughout my life that have been as sexually adventurous as I am, probably because I have sought them out. It was a beautiful summers night in Dublin. The lengthening day meant it was still brightish at 10pm. I had collected Michelle from work earlier...