It's been about a month since that weekend with Mom. She and I were playing it safe because Dad wasn't working overtime, so he could make most of my practices and games. The other reason Mom had been keeping me at arm's length was it was their upcoming an...
I was spending the weekend with my cousin Vicki. We lived as nudists whenever possible, and that weekend would be no different except for one important point: Vicki had left to go shopping with Valerie (her next-door friend) and I had to fend for myself a...
Ivy dragged me out into the corridor, pushing our way through students who had gathered to see where the smoke was coming from rather than heading to the exits as they should have been. It was a weird combination: the concern caused by the smoke, the sens...
An awkward silence filled the room and I wasn't sure I could answer Ivy's question even if I weren't wearing the gag. She looked around the room, taking in the clamps on my nipples, the vibrator, the flickering, scented candles, and the key dangling from...
Dylan stripped me of my lingerie like a man unwrapping a gift. Though we'd been together almost six months, he still treated every intimate encounter as if it were our first time. "What do we have here?" Dylan grinned while lowering the strap of my pink b...
Dressed in only a sheer pink babydoll that barely covers my buttcheeks with no panties underneath, I walk barefoot downstairs and into the kitchen, where my babysitter, Mrs. Jones, is slicing up fruit for breakfast. Her hips sway in a seductive rhythm as...
A couple Fridays after school started, Bo and I headed to his house, ready for the long Labor Day weekend with his house to ourselves. His parents had gone to the beach again, and we were set to spend most of the three-day weekend naked and alone, not cou...
Monica crawled across the king bed in workout shorts. The crotch was dark and shiny, I could almost see her pussy up the shorts leg. What was going on? I had just met Monica and her husband James on the prior weekend at an eclipse party. She kept checking...
Frank, Marcus, and Janine stood at the top of six, wide, steps leading down into a giant square of a room covered in a thick white carpet. Janine looked up and noticed the ceiling was a collection of smoked-mirror tiles. An array of sex toys and vaguely-l...
I was almost there; my body was alive, my pussy hot, wet, and throbbing as the pleasure built. I was at that toe-curling, hip-bucking stage, and my juices flowed freely. My new vibe was buried deep inside me. Pulses of deep vibration caused my pussy to sp...
T and I, after our intense masturbation session, chilled on the sofa for a while, chatting, kissing, casually touching, and finishing off the wine in the heat of the log burner. It felt like we’d kind of pierced the surface now: we knew there was a real s...
“Conner, could you pass me the pretzels over there?” Siobhan’s mother asked, pointing to a shopping bag filled with all manner of party foods. I was helping her out in the kitchen while Siobhan and her father entertained the rest of the guests around the...
In the realm of the unexplored, a venture bold, To a sublime tapered entrance, a story told. A passage of passion, a delicate fold, Where the heart races and secrets hold. A timid touch, a breath withheld, In the embrace of muscle, where wonder dwelled. A...
The first three days of our stay were pretty tame in the sex department. Jean Francois worked the girls hard to teach them to ski or ski better. They all complained of pains in places they didn’t know existed, but they were all skiing like pros by day fou...
John For the rest of the afternoon and into the evening, Caroline texted me pics of her fingers in and on her pucker, slit, and tits. We chatted back and forth, with me always giving her encouraging comments with every snapshot. It was nearing ten o'clock...
