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Her name was Anita. We were the same age, neighbors, best friends and classmates in high school. I had been been fascinated with her body for years. I never told her, of course, at least not before that day. Anita was gorgeous; she was arguably the best-looking girl in the high school, and she drove me crazy. Her breasts were perfectly shaped breasts; she always had an incredible, light-brown tan. Attractive brown eyes; silky, brown, shoulder-length hair; sparkly white teeth; a shapely butt; and a perfect model-like figure. I considered myself lucky to be friends with her. I don’t mean to… 続きを読む

Jade se soulève et vient m’embrasser. Que mon visage soit couvert de sa liqueur intime ne semble pas la gêner, bien au contraire. Effectivement, Prune a trouvé un jouet. Il est attaché autour de sa taille. C’est un gode rouge vif, de forme légèrement courbé, qui ressemble à un sexe masculin. Enfin, disons à certains sexes masculins, du genre de ceux dont les Anciens Grecs affublaient Priape, ce fils d’Aphrodite et Dionysos en perpétuelle érection. - Tu vas passer à la casserole ! me dit Prune, hilare. Tu es d’accord ? - Je suis prête à assouvir tous tes désirs, dis-je d’une voix suave. Fais… 続きを読む

this is NOT my story, but i found it so erotic, that i decided to post it here..... What Happens in Jamaica bySerenity90© Chapter 1 "Be honest," said Kim. "Is it okay? Or is it too sexy?" The answer was both. I loved the way the blue dress clung to the small of her back before skimming over her curving ass. I couldn't take my eyes off the neckline, where her softly tanned skin made her breasts seem even more alluring next to the dark fabric. The neck was only an inch or so above her nipples, and gathered and lifted them to present an alluring display of cleavage. And that was… 続きを読む

Jenny and I had finally ended up in bed together. I had invited her for coffee under the guise of neighborliness, and that was when I told her that I knew she had watched me and that I didn't mind. She was a bit taken aback to put it mildly, especially when I let her know that I had seen her too. She became more and more turned on at the thought. Soon we were doing it together, but this time at the opposite ends of the same couch. The step from there to the bedroom was almost a foregone conclusion. Even so, it still wasn't a done deal and I had to take things very slowly. We kissed and caress… 続きを読む

I live alone in a small bungalow on the way out of town. I have a lover, Tina, who visits as often as she can, but because she's married that's not as often as I would like. Strangely her husband knows about us, but because I'm also a woman he doesn't seem to mind, thinking perhaps that if he doesn't make too big a deal out of her bi tendencies, she won't have any excuse to up sticks and leave him. I'm not bi, I'm uncomplicatedly gay. Men don't do it for me at all. Tried it - just to make sure - didn't like it, and I've got no use for the tshirt. Next door, in an identical little single-story… 続きを読む

“Orchard Drive” My heart sank as I heard the words and as a sheet of paper bearing the names and house numbers, and any known political affiliations, of the residents, was thrust into my hand. 'But the houses there are massive and they're all miles apart.' I protested without success. 'You've got young legs, you'll survive.' I was told, wondering morosely how young my legs would feel after having slogged up and down the long winding drives in the heat of a summer's day. I already did as much exercise in the gym as I needed to keep my thin frame fit and healthy without that. Orchard Drive wa… 続きを読む

C’est à ce moment que nous entendons ce léger bruit. Nous aurions pu ne pas entendre cette espèce de frottement discret. Mais, comme nous ne faisions pas le moindre bruit à ce moment là, il s’est entendu très nettement, sous les voutes de l’abbaye. Prune, d’un bond, s’est précipitée derrière le paravent noir qui sert d’écrin aux photos. L’intrus, qui qu’il soit, doit être surpris de voir débouler une jolie blonde toute nue ! En fait d’intrus, il s’agit d’intruses… Les deux ados que nous avons dérangés, plus tôt dans l’après-midi, alors qu’elles se donnaient du plaisir dans les toilettes, a… 続きを読む

- Ou allons-nous ? - Au point de départ ! déclare t’elle, mystérieuse. Je me demande où elle veut en venir, d’autant que l’expo va bientôt fermer. A ma grande surprise, elle me fait passer par une étroite ouverture située entre un corps de bâtiment et le cloitre. Le passage est obscur et fraichement agréable. A tâtons, nous trouvons un endroit ou nous assoir. Enfin, disons qu’elle s’assoit sur une pierre plate et m’invite à m’assoir sur ses genoux. Elle m’attire à elle. Nos lèvres se joignent et nos langues se caressent. Sa main passe sous mon chemisier et s’attarde sur ma poitrine. Elle a… 続きを読む

Sally was sexually insatiable and was always conjuring up new sexual games for us to play. I never knew what to expect, but each one filled me with exquisite pleasure. And with every experience we shared, we discovered more intimate details about one another. But we were also night and day; Sally was rarely satisfied with what she considered to be mundane or ordinary acts of lovemaking. To her, each new experience had to reveal some aspect of our true selves so that it drew us closer. This aspect of her personality was one of the many reasons I felt captive inside her presence. She had abou… 続きを読む

She was not classically beautiful. Her face was rather flat with bland cheekbones, her lips did not have the fullness of a true beauty and her nose was rather podgy with slightly flared nostrils. She was though stunning to look at because of her eyes. They were large and delightfully, almond shaped in a deep, onyx green. Their size was accentuated by her long eyelashes. They demanded to be looked at and stared into. It was impossible not to, or was that just me? She was about the same height as me, five feet six inches. However, that was about all we have in common. Her hair was dark and short… 続きを読む

There is a very good reason why I am staying overnight at your house, in your bed with you, both of us wearing just our knickers and t-shirt: I had another glass of wine and can't drive home; my car has broken down; you invited me over for dinner and we chatted until late... It is dark outside and - snuggled under your duvet, so close in the half-light - we talk and laugh until somehow our conversation turns (as it has before) to masturbation: what we think about, how we do it, what feels good. Our words tempt each other... Initially, we're passing it off as a joke but it's not long before w… 続きを読む

Wife Restores Balance – Revenge Fucking A couple of weeks ago, my husband fucked my best friend’s teenage daughter. It wasn’t the first time he had fucked her – that was at our home a few weeks earlier, while her mother and I were watching. On that weekend our friend Anna and her daughter Arkie had stayed at our house. Anna and I had spent most of Saturday night having sex together while my husband Andrew, was sort of sidelined. I did let him fuck me once, but I wasn’t really paying attention, so it was more like him masturbating inside my vagina. I guess he was feeling a bit left out,… 続きを読む

I relate this story to say that sexual pleasure is gender free. Thuy and the k*ds has flown out to visit her parents on Friday evening. On Saturday evening Thuy and I had agreed to chat on the phone: Thuy: Hi darling, how’s things at home? Me: Pretty quiet – I got back a little while ago and went for a swim. How’s things with you and the k*ds? Thuy: All good, we’re at my parent’s place now, we’ll have dinner soon. Have you had dinner yet? Me: I might have something a bit later on, I spent the morning riding (my bike) up in the mountains and then went t… 続きを読む

This story took place a few months ago: In the morning, after taking the k**s to school, Thuy and I were sitting next to the pool lingering over coffee and chatting about this and that. Every now and then I would look past Thuy in the direction of our neighbour’s house, I was watching the wife Phi, walking along the edge of their pool picking up leaves or something – too far to see details. Thuy noticed that I was looking and turned to look as well, she waved to Phi who wavered back, Thuy told me that she had made friends with Phi a few weeks ago when I was away on a business trip. Thuy turn… 続きを読む

A naive girl from a small town accidentally has her first sexual encounter during winter break. Growing up in a small town in the 80s made me a little naïve about certain things. It was a time before the internet when a girl could be easily kept ignorant about sex. When I started college, I hoped that college life would expand my social horizons. My freshman dorm was called a cluster. Eight girls shared a cluster, two girls shared a bedroom and there was a modest living space in the center. I was still a virgin and was surprised to see my roommates act and dress more sexually than I had ever… 続きを読む

This is a story of a recent summer afternoon at a secluded nude beach – please be aware that some of the characters are “taboo” in both age and/or family relationship and there are descriptions of male homosexual pleasures – so, if that’s not to your taste…………………………….you should get out more. The forecast was for a sweltering hot day, Thuy and I agreed that it’s too hot for the beach in the middle of the day but, maybe at the end of the day in the setting sun, it would be better time to go for a swim in the ocean. At about 3pm Thuy came to my work studio – we both work from home – and planted… 続きを読む

The gentle breeze blew silently across the elevated wooden platform. It was a hazy late afternoon in Central London. The scent lingering in the air predicted an oncoming rain shower, but for now the sun shone brightly in the bluish white sky. Only a few people stood waiting for the train to make its entrance into the station. The five foot three young blonde looked down the tracks hoping to will the train to appear faster. She was tired and hungry. Her stomach had kindly informed her of its desires an hour ago and she had tried to ignore it to no avail. She had spent far more hours at the off… 続きを読む

Nikki and I were and are best friends. Shortly after we turned eighteen, her parents took us to London for the weekend and on the second night before we were due to return, it happened. I had never been turned-on by another girl until then, and it established my sexual preferences for a decade. And yet, on that night, Nikki had no idea of the wheels she set in motion. We had our own room in what was a very nice hotel, and although it was small, I wasn't complaining. It was a treat, after all to have been invited to London. The size of the room resulted in the beds being only a few feet apart a… 続きを読む

(There was a Jodi, a kiss and amateur fondling under t-shirts.) Jodi is back in town. I sat in my home office trying to work, although couldn't focus. I tried to stick with my standard routine. Coffee, gym, shower, work ... but that day I just couldn't get motivated because I couldn't get her out of my head. My thoughts were filled of my best friend from high school. She was actually my first love and even though I dated other women, they just couldn't compare. Our friendship began at the Jersey shore. Our parents owned bungalows close to each other. Jodi and I became beach buddies, lying… 続きを読む

I ran my fingers across his chest, it was dark but the moonlight and lights from the house danced across the water and I felt my son's cock raise under his shorts and caress my inner thighs. I inhaled sharply, and I could see him start to breathe heavily and turn red. "Mom..." I put my finger over his lips and leaned into him and felt his penis slide between my legs through his trunks. My breasts pressed against his chest and I slid my tongue past his lips, exploring his young mouth. It was amazing, I never could have imagined how good his lips would taste. He wrapped his hand around my waist… 続きを読む

"The sheer girth of his cock completely filled my soaking pussy and went in with relative ease". This was the moment that I had taken my first cock that wasn't my husbands since we said "I do". Let me give you the backstory that led up to this glorious moment. My husband and I have been married for 23 years. He's 53 and I'm 51. We look ten years younger and act 20 years younger. Life is good. We have a great marriage with two grown kids. He's sexy as hell and has the absolute perfect sized cock (7 1/2"). He's 6'2" athletic build and his tongue, along with his cock, works magic. I'm 5'4", 121… 続きを読む

When I was a college freshman, I injured the ligament in my left leg during a school sports match. After a spell walking on crutches and little improvement I was advised to do regular physiotherapy to restore its strength. The school physio nurse showed me which exercises were best and recommended a local physical therapist. On my way home from school the next afternoon, I got off the bus a stop earlier than usual and called at the health club to meet the therapist. The introduced me toa fit and attractive young woman in her mid-twenties, who introduced herself as Denise. Denise looked at… 続きを読む

"Oh yes, yes, oh God" I groaned as my husband fucked me from behind a couple of weeks ago. I was on all fours kneeling beside our bed. I was naked. My small breasts were dangling down and bouncing with each thrust, he was buried in me fucking me doggy style, squeezing my tits and pinching and pulling my nipples. I just wanted it to stop so I feigned an orgasm. It was the first time in my life I had done that. * Over the next couple of months I was home alone frequently. There was nothing unusual about that, but it was starting to gnaw at me. I was bored and lonely. I was also bored with my mar… 続きを読む

Allie kissed Erin, and everything changed for both. Erin is, without doubt, a stunningly beautiful woman at 5’ 7", 128 lbs., green eyes, and blonde hair; worn in a loose pony-tail. Erin stepped out of the subway and made her way through the morning rush crowd to her office in Manhattan . A couple of her colleagues admiringly responded as she passed them. Erin’s pony-tail swayed back and forth as she waltzed through the doorway of her office and sat down at her desk. She adjusted the height of her chair and fussed under her breath. Within minutes of her arrival at her office, Sean, her part… 続きを読む

Missy and I had a long week and had neglected each other so we both agreed that Friday night would be "our time" to make up for it. We grabbed a bite on the way home and could barely keep our hands off each other on the ride. We kissed as the bath filled and pretended to wash each other but it was just a matter of time before we were rubbing each other to climax. After our bath we headed to bed. We did everything we could think of with our hands and mouths until we had both orgasmed again. We lay in each others arms basking in the glow and I dozed off. I awoke to Missy smiling at me while wea… 続きを読む

Rebecca and I were roommates in college. In our sophomore year, we lost the lottery for on-campus housing and had to find an apartment at the last minute. The only place we could find was a small apartment: we had to share a bedroom; it had one bathroom, and a small living room. I had no problem sharing a bedroom with Rebecca – we had done that for our freshman year. Plus, I thought she was one of the sexiest girls I knew. And I had a crush on her in a big way. Becca was a cute girl. She ran track for school, so she had a healthy frame with a flat tummy, and her shaven legs had a modest musc… 続きを読む

My wife and I had a great relationship, sex was fabulous and we often experimented with various toys, light bondage, and other occasional fetishes. I had bought her a huge dildo to add to our toy drawer a few years back, I can remember her unwrapping the parcel and marvelling at the size of her first black toy. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed, her voice tinged with excitement, “it’s huge, I can’t even fit my hand around the shaft!” The dildo, modelled on BAM, was massive - 13 inches in length with a girth of well over 8. “I can’t believe this is modelled on a real guy!” she laughed. So started he… 続きを読む

The Black Breeders Club It was my dad who first told me about the club. I was 22 at the time, fresh out of college, and had just married my sweetheart of six years, Trish. I fell in love with her the very first time I saw her, and that was of course when she and her family first moved to our city, and more important, across the street from our house. I can still recollect how I stared at her from my upstairs bedroom window back then, watching her like a hawk, as she and her family scurried about across the street, carrying boxes, clothing, and other household items into their new residence.… 続きを読む