We meet at a restaurant and sit across from each other. I notice that you’re not wearing a bra underneath your top. The waitress brings two drinks and I watch you place your fingers on each side of the glass and stroke it with your fingers and make erotic patterns on the glass. I also
I had fantasised about watching Mary being used by other men many times, it had become an obsession almost. In role-play and sex games it had come up time and again and I knew she also wanted it, but always pulled back. She was “afraid of losing control” and not being able to stop. The
Fiona Lindsay sat to the rear of the coach, slightly dreamy and looking forward to her day out. She was with friends, lots of them. Since her boyfriend David and she had split quite amicably, she hadn’t really been looking for a new serious boyfriend though she had to admit she missed her Sunday afternoon
I’m in my final year at university, where I’m studying archaeology. My life lately is filled with studies and lectures and research. There’s almost no time left for a social life, so to relieve the pressure I have to jerk off a lot, and fantasize. The fantasy I’ve had a lot lately, one that I’ve
Mike smiled at the girl on the couch. She returned an inviting smile and he took a seat at her side, touching her from shoulder to thigh. He had always thought that Susan was the prettiest girl in his class, but he had never worked up the courage to tell her. He turned his face
My name is Colin and I’m writing to tell you about my experience of a popular theme, judging by the other stories I read on the subject. That is, men who get a kick out of watching other men screwing their wives. We’ve been doing it for about three years now. I’m 33 and my
When I was a senior in high school, I had a friend named Angie. Angie was two years younger than me. She had long black hair parted down the middle, plump tits which seemd always ready to burst from her tight t-shirts, and a voluptuous, curvy body. I lusted for her like no other girl
My own particular kink is to watch my wife, who is 36, being fucked by young boys of about 16. I travel into London each day for work and therefore have ample opportunity to contact many young boys kicking around the streets. They are only too pleased to sink their rampant young pricks between the
I don’t know about you but what really turns me on is watching and participating in hot bisex action. The following situation occurred nearly three years ago now but I still get a raging stiff hard-on every time I think about it. I was working in the Bracknell area at the time and I stopped
It was a very long day and evening at the office, must have been midnight when I got to the parking garage in the basement. My Ferrari was parked in its normal place, taking two spots as usual and all I could think of was getting home and hitting the sack. The garage is very
5:30 am and my alarm goes off. I look over and see my wife and Mistress, Karen looking at me and smiling. I know what that smile means already and I start to move down before she says anything. “That’s right. I started my period again last night and you know what that means don’t
Early this morning when I got back from my latest adventure, he was waiting for me in the bedroom to perform my confession ritual which was always the same; we undressed, got into bed and he pushed his face onto my come filled pussy. He didn’t ever want me to take a shower first. He
The storm was getting nearer the thunder was louder now than it had been moments ago. With looks of worry was on both their faces they decided to go to bed to hide from the approaching storm. I was pretty tired so I followed them up to my room shortly after I had been in
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The thought of watching his sister screw excited Justin. Janet was fifteen, and a cute girl with blond hair and a nice smile. She had had sex before, and he had always wondered what it would be like to watch her do it. He’d seen her naked
Almost every college freshman I knew or heard of was cooler than me — not to mention that they all had lost their cherries. Except me. Hell, I hadn’t even gotten a good case of stink finger, unless you can count scratching your own ass. Instead of spending that first year getting out there and