The house was unusually silent when I returned from work. I stood in the downstairs hallway a moment, straining to hear any signs of my wife. Nothing. Strange. Her car was in the driveway. "Anna?" No reply. The mirror alongside the front door reflected on...
The one thing more potent than her zesty juices that rained over my face to soak my dirty blonde locks, was the way she cussed. There was something about the manner in which Minty swore that turned me on. When driven by desire alone, there was no pretence...
A few weeks after June's epiphany, I stopped by her place to see how she was doing. In the back of my mind, I had a feeling that her sexual adventures would not cease but be toned down. When I stopped by her house, she seemed very calm and relaxed. She ha...
In our final year at college, I was the only male student who hadn't lost his virginity. Most of the other guys had girlfriends who were happy to oblige; one nerd had to pay a hooker; two bribed the college bike ('everyone rode her') with packets of cigar...
In Part 1 of my story, I informed the readers that my name is Kayla. I am a black, voluptuous, sixteen-year-old high school student who was introduced by Jordin, a friend of my parents, to dominating mature white men and face sitting them. Jordin helped m...
I had a happy childhood growing up in Gulfport, Mississippi, living with my parents and older brother in a modest home in a poor part of town. We are a black family, and my father was on partial disability from an industrial accident. He still worked part...
I took one look at her, and offered her the housekeeper job. I should have been more circumspect, as she raised an eyebrow, and said, "You like big women? Be straight with me... it's okay... I am very uh, understanding! You see yourself under my big b...
The last hour at work had been torturous for Kayla. The closer the clock edged to quitting time, the more her anticipation of the evening that followed swelled. The experiences of the last two evenings at Mary’s house were still fresh in her mind, and a...
Some people say that the past is the past – let it go. But there are some things in my past that I can’t forget. As soon as they start to get buried my mind brings them back to the front and I remember. It can go one of two ways after that: either I forge...
I stand in the doorway - watching.Disgusted at first, slowly relentingMy facial amusement at his deeds, clearly visible,And I know how this will end.I cough, to gain attention is clearly needed,It's not what you think - they all say it!Yet the evidence is...
Ten days had passed since returning from our Nevada road trip. June stopped by my place, distressed and ready to spill her guts. June said, "Matthew, I need to get something off my chest." I quipped, "Hopefully, your blouse." June replied, " No, well, lat...
I like waking up the next day in bed comfortable together with Liz. Being with Liz is wonderful. We all know that Liz is short for Elizabeth. We look into each other's eyes. Liz begins to say, "Good morning, Master Sir. I had so much fun with you last ni...
I'd been wanting to try it for so long. I watched hundreds of femdom videos, looked at pictures, etc. Our sex life had become non-existent. When my wife and I were having sex it was just the basic vanilla type sex with no real variations. That was abo...
Wednesday nightClaire almost reverently rubbed her fingers along the edge of mattress they’d bought last year. After a brief smile and reminiscence at the extravagance of the purchase, she toppled onto it, pressed her cheek to the smooth, cotton pillows,...
I will never forget the first time I had sex with Linda, my seventeen-year-old step sister. It was during our high school's mid-term break. After a week of rain, this particular day turned out sunny, so I decided to go for a walk through a local scenic re...
