Any inhibition she had about having a male stylist do her hair left her mind when she entered the new hair salon and saw two of the hottest “boy toys” she had ever seen! Each one had a beautiful head of hair, gorgeous smiles, sparkling eyes, and well-developed packages in their pants. When she somehow managed to mumble out her name and appointment time, one of the male playthings with sandy blonde hair winked and said, “W...

Driving up to the address she had scribbled down, she noticed a beautiful sports car sitting in the driveway. Immediately, her mind went back to her phone call with the realtor. “Hmmm, his car is as hot as his voice!” she thought to herself as she walked to the front door. As she reached out to ring the doorbell, the door swiftly opened. “Hi there, welcome to the neighborhood!” she heard him say as she uncontrollably size...

I saw him across the departure lounge. He was staring at his phone, texting. The idea that we'd be on the same plane home had never occurred to me - I'd just assumed we'd never see each other again. Handsome Henri, who had ground against my ass in the club, his hands on my twisting hips. I'd felt his penis grow hard through his jeans then, as the dance track ended, I'd turned around and kissed him. Henri was so hot - musc...

Although she had a great night out with friends, she didn't want the last night of her trip to end just yet, so she decided to drop in to the lounge in the lobby of her hotel. When she walked in something told her that she was getting "checked out" as she found several stools at the almost empty bar. She felt the rush women get when they know they are turning heads and she had been drinking with friends which made it a bi...

When she agreed to volunteer in the concession stand at the sports complex, she had no idea how many hot males would be asking her to put things on their hot dogs! With each one she sold she would try to imagine if the one she handed them in the bun was larger or smaller than the one they they had in their pants. Thinking of the variety of images she imagined throughout her day of volunteering had made her hot, horny, and...

She knew the booty shorts she was wearing were risqué grocery store attire, but she was coming home from dance class - it was late and she needed to pick up a few things. She secretly wished that one of those things was the cute, college-aged “bag boy” she had flirted with at the store. “Shame on me,” she thought to herself, as she knew she could possibly be old enough to be his mother. As she was checking out, he approac...

She was such a naughty girl - here she was, feeling bored while sitting in rush hour traffic on a hot summer day, and all she could think about was getting home and trying out her new vibrator. Already slightly perspiring from the heat of the day and having thoughts about how she was going to use her toy was making her even hotter. She repositioned the air conditioning vents in the car to create a flow of air up her skirt...

“Jack, will you promise me, not to rub it into Mrs. Jacobs or anybody that you stole the best employee? Jack, promise me?” I just smiled. “Can I tell them how wonderful you are? In every way?” “No. You can tell them that I was a good maid. You’re in your incorrigible mood, aren’t you?” I just smiled. “Okay, my last hope. Behave or no nookie, well, until we get home. No stopping in the park again.” I gave in. I opened the...

My backside hits the push bar, and we spill out into the alley, clinging together by our sloppily dancing tongues. This will be my bedroom with Quadzilla for the next five minutes (ten if I’m lucky). Only the truly depraved fuck in the seedy crevices behind bars, so I fit in perfectly. I pull him into the center of a lost moonbeam sprayed across the littered ground and turn to grind my ass against his tented joggers. I’d...

Me and Jane step out into the rainy evening in the driveway in front of a large, modern mansion and rush to the front door. We’ve been invited to dinner which several of our couple-friends will also attend. The sweet and caring Nicole, also the host of the dinner, opens the door before we’ve even reached it. “Uh, hurry inside! Out of that dreadful rain!” she says with her bubbly energy. As we reach the door, I let Jane hu...

Based on a true story... Sian was at home, alone. She had been out the night before with her uni friends and was feeling a little worse for wear. It was one of those lingering, long hangovers you only get from a messy night out. It was late evening now, around 8 p.m. All she had done that day was take a shower around midday, put on her pyjamas - just some plain white pyjama shorts and a tiny black tank top - and lounge ar...

I hate flying. Not because I'm fearful of a crash, but because I suffer every time with the annoying popping in my ears from the rapid changes in pressure, and I'm trapped inside the cabin with a mixed bag of humanity. Fortunately, most of that bag was seated behind me in coach, and I enjoyed the benefits of being able to afford first-class accommodations. The handsome, young flight attendant offered me a cocktail, but I...