My name is Rose. I am a slut wife and a flight attendant for a major airline. There aren’t many women like me and I like that. So does Ed. Ed and I met on a flight to Seattle. He was the first officer and I was a flight attendant. I immediately liked him. When
Rebecca Winters stood naked before the full length mirror in her bedroom observing her own beautiful body. Becky, as everyone called her, would be nineteen in two months. She was only 5’1″ and 100 pounds but it was perfectly formed in a 32C – 18 – 33 body and a lovely face with flowing brown
Vicki. Vicki on the sidewalk. Vicki on the sidewalk with her red satin hot-pants and black leather jacket. Platform heels — two-fucking-inch thick platforms with five-fucking-inch heels. Her calves flexed like steel tendons with each step; her tight thighs shone like molten gold. Those legs went on forever. Pulled every guy-eye in each place she
Being a coed prostitute has become rather exciting work and it pays really well too. I’ve become accustomed to “dating” lots of different guys and I find that the variety keeps the sex really hot. This story is about the time Rob (a friend of mine from school) set me up with some out of
I grew up in what would most likely be called a disadvantaged home. My father was a laborer and my mother was a house keeper. You see, were came to the US from Mexico illegally and had to pretty much stay under the radar. I had an uneventful chood, my family was close and my
Portia Stewart closed her lace parasol with a snap and turned to watch the throng of people shove their way into the shade of The Egyptian Theater building. Perspiration pooled at the base of her back, soaking into her chemise as she waited for her husband, Gabriel, to return with the tickets. People shouted, pushing
Jerry Lamont sat in the rear of the darkened club and watched his daughter perform on stage. She was naked, sandwiched between a man and a woman. The man rubbed his cock on her rump as the woman sucked her breasts. Jerry’s prick stiffened as he watched his daughter. She was in her early twenties,
Believe you me, I have thought of most things to get a good fuck from my wife. Drunk is good, there is some response from her then. I guess because she’s relaxed and uninhibited. Unfortunately she doesn’t drink that much these days, not like when we were abroad, when a lot of the pictures and
Part 1-Office Respite ——————— “Yes, sir. I completely understand. I’ll have it done for you when you come in first thing tomorrow morning.” I lowered the phone from my ear and will depressing the end button to end the call, my other hand ran through my short black hair and I exhaled a soft sigh
Vicky sprawled on the satin sheets as the waves of pleasure from her orgasm receded. Her senses were returning and the hot throb in her loins included an aching rawness. She had been fucked! It had been far more exciting than her fevered teenage imagination had led her to expect. The orgasm more intense than
I would like to tell all the readers of my 4th bisexual gay experience, which occurred a few weeks ago in Spain, whilst on vacation with my wife and 2 family. Why 4th? Because after finally confronting my inner feelings at 37years of age, married for 16 years, with 2 studs, the first 3 experiences
My wife’s 40th birthday was approaching, and her sister Mary and I planned a surprise birthday party. About a month before, we decided to drive about an hour to an adult book store that has a lot of novelty items. I had gone to the same store 2 years before with my wife to get
Angel stared like a mesmerised rabbit at the length of black cock bobbing in front of her eyes. Her heart quaked with fear and disgust, and weakness. Igwe wanted her to suck his cock, and her stomach churned with the horror of it. She was losing the argument and she knew it! Igwe was not
My small petite red haired wife and I have had a completely open relationship since before we married. She has and always will have a deep need for strange cock on a regular basis to keep her hot pussy satisfied. Ellen is a woman that is so rare that I have never heard of another
I’ve gone through promiscuous phases throughout my life. Sometimes it’s made me wonder if I’m a binge-sexer, in the same way some alcoholics are binge-drinkers. Anyway, during my first promiscuous period, I didn’t have the capacity to consider that my behavior was risky and even borderline predatory. I was just into photography, music, pot and