I was currently dating Mary. I was twenty, and she was eighteen. She lived with her grandparents. Mary was a petite redhead with huge plump breasts. We had been screwing since the first date. She loved to fuck but was not adventurous and only did missionary, and not oral. It was ten at night when I knocked on her door. Mrs. J, Mary's grandmother, was home alone. Mary had forgotten I was coming over to watch a movie with h...

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world into a warm, amber haze, Mrs. Johnson found herself standing on the edge of a precipice. Her heart pounded like a drum against her chubby frame, and her palms were slick with sweat as she smoothed her hand over her unruly auburn curls. The air was thick with tension as if the very atmosphere were holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come. She shifted nerv...

I met Joey at REI, the sporting goods store. I was looking for a lightweight backpacking sleeping bag. And he was looking for a backpacking two-person tent. We were talking and continued our conversation at Temple Coffee. I mentioned I was intending to go into the Mount Lassen area. He was still deciding between the Emigrant Wilderness and the Mt. Lassen area. When we were finishing, he finished by saying, "I’ve got an id...

My body trembles as I kneel there, fully aware that I am at the mercy of the casting agent and powerless to resist his thirst for pleasure. My gaze is drawn to his cock, which is perfectly positioned at my eye level and stiffens with each stroke of his hand. How can he be getting hard again so quickly? Blue pill? "Lick it clean," he says with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "And I don't want to see those hands anywhere near m...

His massive erection leaves my throbbing, clenched asshole feeling sore, and my tight anal walls contract and relax in an attempt to return to their normal state as I remain bent over the desk. "Your ass is so tight, I almost couldn't get my dick out," the casting agent chuckles, pulling my left buttock aside. As I wait for him to shoot a closeup of my gaping hole, my heart pounds and my palms sweat, each second stretchin...

Since my hands are holding my buttcheeks apart, my chest and stomach press against the cool surface of the sturdy desk for balance. With each passing second, my senses sharpen, amplifying the rush of adrenaline. Time slows, and all that exists is my heart's rapid beat and the breathless wait for the casting agent to fuck me. I already know we won't just have sex. This will be fucking—a rough, savage hammering that I have...

As I sit naked on the couch, his request for a blowjob lingers in the air between us like an oppressive fog, smothering me with its weight and making me feel trapped. My gaze escapes away from his to the stained carpet beneath us, where the harsh lighting mercilessly exposes every flaw and blemish. Each thread seems to hold more interest than the man in front of me. The silence stretches, suffocating me. My breath comes i...

Lori is the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. She is twenty-six and I am twenty-eight. As you can tell by her picture, her crystal blue eyes will melt you if you stare into them too long. Her long flowing red hair mesmerizes me when I watch it bounce as she walks. Her porcelain face is a work of art that belongs in a museum. Her small 5'4" frame is accentuated with an hourglass figure highlighted by firm and per...

This story takes place in the early 1980s. My name is Clay. I was twenty-four at the time, and my wife Jeannie was twenty-two. She is pictured above. I had just graduated from a small South Georgia College. I am older as I had to work my way through school, working at the carpet mill. I am 6’0” tall with a muscular build and my hair is dusty brown, medium length, with a slight curl. My circumcised cock is seven inches and...

It has been a year since the lingerie party. I have not retaliated for the bondage, spankings, humiliations and the pimping me out. Our baby girl, Dakota, is three months old. She is the love of our lives. My beautiful wife, Lori, is barren. If you do the math, you can deduce that Dakota is the result of the lingerie party. I had ejaculated three or four times into Annie's virginal pussy that night. Lori had set the whole...

It was a hot sunny day on a Saturday in July. Lori just came in from laying out at the pool. She was just wearing a robe while doing laundry. The laundry room was just off the kitchen. I had been out building houses. I brought two of my foreman home for lunch. Jon, who is a tall 6’8” handsome thirty-two year old black man, and Rick, who is 5’10” and is a ruggedly good looking forty-five year old white man. All my workers...

The following is an account of an unexpected encounter with another couple we met one night many years ago, around the time of My Best Friends Wife series of stories. Sue and I still can't believe that this took place. It was such a spur-of-the-moment thing, and we certainly did not anticipate it happening that evening. Every so often, my wife, Sue, and I go to a bar/nightclub about ten miles from our house to dance/drink...

When I saw my boyfriend's cock standing at attention, all because of his handsome best friend's naturally talented mouth, I couldn't help but feel a pang of desire. As the heat of the moment consumed me, my usual jealousy melted away, replaced by an unexpected desire to be dominated by my fiancé in ways I had never imagined. David looked at me with a devilish twinkle in his eyes. "You didn't think I was finished with you...