Well it happened again… I’d been away for a business trip and once I got back, my slut wife Ellen whispered in my ear, “I’ve been naughty” and I was instantly hard!! She gave me her best “Little Miss Naughty” look then jammed her hand down my pants and started her story… Ellen had been
All I could think of by now was how soon before I would be able to go next door and fuck Jan. Having put on a show from my back yard and spurting at the fence were someone new was watching energized me even more. Jan later told me that her friend Alice who was
It was around Christmas time 2010, and we where sorting out our plans for new years. My then girlfriend, having the biggest house anyone we knew offered to host a party. I didn’t have many friends in the area any more, most had moved on while I was away at university so when I returned
I have had a fascination for porn for as long as I can remember, since early in my teens. I suppose that is unusual for a girl, but nonetheless, I’ve enjoyed a LOT of porn in my life. And, of course, you can’t watch porn these days without seeing guys spray cum all over girls’
I’ve always been a Nice Guy. You know, the kind women trust to tell about their boyfriend problems, but doesn’t get to be the boyfriend to those same women ‘cause I’m “too sweet” for them. I’ve had my fair share of girls, but the kind that drive me nuts would be just out of my
As you may learn from real experience, most men do not give a woman the ultimate pleasure she deserves when it comes to sex. Either they don’t know how, or they are more focused on their own satisfaction. Even I may have been like that to some extent before I was married, but I wanted
“Seems like you’ve got this down,” I said. I unclicked my pen and started putting away my things. “Your parents getting home soon?” “Umm, lemme check.” She took out her phone. “If not,” I said, “maybe we can talk about what we talked about before.” She smiled as she constructed her text. Like Margo, Julia
My name is Alexia. I’m a young teacher, 28 years old. For the past year I’ve been dating Vic, a 44-year-old widowed father of two girls, 18- and 20-years old. I teach math at the local high school, and Vic is a plumber. He has a good income and is eager for us to get
I have a fetish for lapping cum from a freshly fucked cunt. I have always enjoyed cleaning up the woman I have just fucked. Some really enjoy the experience, others are turned off. A few years ago, I found a way to get all the fresh, fucked pussy I can handle. I own a small
It was decades ago, but I’ll remember it like it was yesterday. We had just finished our night of heated foreplay. I was exhausted. I had spent the last hour sucking, kissing, fingering, and kissing the most beautiful vagina I have laid my eyes on. I needed to rest after a long night in heaven.
For the benefit of those who didn’t read stories one and two I’ll repeat that Sue is petite at 5’4″ 115lbs. 34B, with a nice waist and curvy hips. She has very light brown hair and green eyes. She is very good natured and laughs a lot. Whenever we go somewhere men notice her cute
I was broke, in college and looking for something, anything to cure my financial ailment. The ad I found was strange. Young males wanted, Specialty Taste Club, catering to the unusual, Excellent pay, flexible hours, no selling. Call for personal interview. The no selling part got my attention. It seemed like all the ad’s that
One of the most stimulating sexual turn-ons for me and my boyfriend is to tell each other about our sex acts with other people. Jim is never more aroused than when I relate in graphic detail my sex with another man. I, in turn, get off listening to him describe how he fucks other women.
I’m a little embarrassed to tell this story, but my justification is that my “then” current boyfriend had been a real asshole to me. We’d broken up two nights before my best friend, Beth, was due to give a party at her house, and he had the gall to bring that slut, Carla, to the
I began the walk home, dreading it. It is so far, through the darkened heart of the campus, all deserted during this holiday weekend. I trudged under the arches, a brief glimmering smile at their legend, and tucked my head against the whipping wind. My mind drifted, stopping on this, pausing on that. It was