It was clear from what Vicki had told me over the years that from when she'd reached 16, she liked to dress to impress. Short skirts, bare legs, stockings, or hold-up. Anything to have her noticed by the kind of guys she was attracted to. On the back of what she shared with me, it was obvious that she regularly wore short skirts and stockings even to work. All the places she's worked seem to have one basic theme that link...

Kelly, my young wife, had truly turned from teasing to being a full slut. She was in her twenties and had always enjoyed showing off her body. She was 5’7” with a long, lean body, perky B cup tits, and long, athletic legs. She would often wander through stores, wearing things she could easily slip off, or manufacture a wardrobe malfunction to flash those who chose to follow her around. One of her favorite fans was always...

Angel Martinelli slipped on a red blouse over a green skirt as she dressed for her husband’s office Christmas party. She looked in a mirror and fluffed her auburn hair. She had aged well. At forty, her skin was smooth with just a hint of crow’s feet at the edges of her blue eyes. “Put something decent on,” Tom, her husband, barked. “That skirt is too tight and way too short, and your tits look like they might fall out of...

Over the next couple of days, my life as a “slave” settled into a pattern. I had to work hard, cleaning the house, redecorating the spare bedroom, tending to the garden, popping down to the village shops and generally doing whatever the girls wanted. My bras had arrived, along with inserts, and Abigail had patiently spent an hour or so training me how to do one up by stretching my arms behind my back. It took many attempt...

She shifts before she starts it. A quiet, knowing adjustment of her hips against the seat, a subtle slide forward, then back again until something aligns in a way that’s just right. Only then does she press the ignition. The engine wakes with a low, rolling thrum that doesn’t stay contained, but moves through the frame, into her thighs, and up through her eager and restless center. It’s deep and persistent. A kind of livi...

Russell and Colleen knew each other from an online sex site, chatted frequently online, and he always got her aroused by delving into her fantasies. He knew she loved to get turned on and try to deny herself an orgasm, so he gave her tasks to test her. He proposed that if she could do one of his tasks each evening for three days and not cum, he would indulge her fantasy to meet in a crowded bar for some secretive fooling...

I find out that my beautiful Asian Christmas Market girl's name is Arati, and she's just unexpectedly, but wonderfully, sucked my American dick and swallowed my load! Pretty name to go along with the pretty face! My horny cock wants to get this beautiful woman naked and explore her hot Asian cunt. In her halting English, Arati's able to get across to me that she has an hour or so till she's relieved from working her booth...

It was late afternoon, and I was busy typing away at my desk when a deep voice behind me snapped me out of my work mode. “Raven, I need to see you in my office.” I looked up to see my boss Brad staring down at me, arms crossed across his broad chest. “OK, is something wrong?” I asked, due to the sharp tone of Brad’s voice. “Yes, but it’s a private matter. Just come to my office, and we can discuss it there.” Brad said wit...

I was only eighteen when I got married and a virgin. My husband Chris is a great guy and a good provider, but as little as I knew about sex when I got married, I never thought he was good in bed. At first, our sex life was good, but after just a few months, it changed for the worse. I tried everything to get his libido going, like sexy clothes, being naked when he came home from work. I even read books and articles and ta...

Angel Martinelli slipped on a red blouse over a green skirt as she dressed for her husband’s office Christmas party. She looked in a mirror and fluffed her auburn hair. She had aged well. At forty, her skin was smooth with just a hint of crow’s feet at the edges of her blue eyes. “Put something decent on,” Tom, her husband, barked. “That skirt is too tight and way too short, and your tits look like they might fall out of...