Later Emma would consider how the timing of his call could not have been better. That everything was geared to happen they way it did. In any other situation, she could easily have slammed the door on his suggestion and thought no more about it. But, as she was to see, everything in the circumstances was set right. First, she hadn’t had a man for just over a year, when her husband had gone off with a young bimbo, just ove...

The man and woman at the corner table in the hotel dining room were clearly arguing. The man's swarthy face showed some exasperation as he waved a finger in the air. The woman, with black, shoulder length hair, and slender from Dan's rear view, pointed an occasional finger as she responded. Low tones ensured they attracted no attention from nearer tables. Dan Tiernan turned away, not interested in the troubles of others....

Let me start by saying, I am FTM trans. This story is based on my body. Post op top and pre-op bottom. If you don't like the way I refer to my body parts then don't read it. If you don't know what an FTM is, you should look it up before reading this story. Thanks and I hope you enjoy. I can feel the heat and the throbbing of my clit as it starts to swell. It's getting wet. I'm horny again. That's nothing new, I'm always h...

Three days after my eighteenth birthday my parents left on their annual European tour so I was left to fend for myself. Before leaving my mother had said, "No wild parties while we're away mind." My Dad's final wink and nudge comment had been, "About time you were getting to know something about girls, isn't it, Danny?"Hell, did the whole world know I was still a virgin. Most of my friends at college were forever banging...

Whenever I look over at my Mister I blush and look away, he notices and it makes him smile. We sit at a corner table, like a booth, so I get to sit next to my Mister just out of sight of most of the busy restaurant.I know what I’m hungry for and it’s not the food. I crave my Mister’s uncut cock in my mouth, I crave his moans of pleasure and his thick cum on my tongue. I don’t tell him this, I just shyly look over to his l...

“Of course I watch porn. How else would I know that you suck dick like a fucking porn star?” he replied with a smile. I smiled back at him and stood up, adjusting my bra and panties. My clit was still twitching with post-orgasmic moisture. As he stuffed his dick back in his pants, I leaned up against one of the dozens of exposed steel beams to catch my breath. What a perfectly naughty place to fuck, I mused. I loved the u...

My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles turned white and my anticipation made my skin erupt in goosebumps, my nipples harden, and my pussy dampen. I knew that if I got out of my car, that I would experience the most intense pleasure. That was what you had promised me. You had texted me that you would focus on me, on all the things that I had described to you, on all the things that made my pussy burst...

Finally, after such a long wait, we find ourselves alone in a grassy field beneath a tall, shady tree. There is no one around, and the only sounds are those of a hot summer’s day; the wind gently stirring the leaves in the trees and a distant jet engine as it disappears into the distance. I lay on my back, my hands beneath my head. You lay on your side with your head nestled on my shoulder. Your hand starts to trace shape...

When he came walking through the doormy body tingled to its core.His dark blue eyes probed every line,his smile told me I looked just fine.Naked I stood, he circled me,inspecting all that he could see.I watched as he reached out his hand,my knees got weak, I had to stand.At first he gently touched my lips,he traced them with soft fingertips.I opened wide, two fingers in,I sucked them o'er and o'er again.He touched my neck...

I only had one more room to steal a pair of panties from to fulfill my initiation challenge into my sorority. The hardest I left for last... the den mother's room. She was well known to be a light sleeper, but I knew from watching the room that she and the assistant dean had a regular date on this night. I was hoping she would sleep through my invading her space to steal her underwear. As I was getting ready to crawl out...

Ever get the feeling you’ve just been stitched...? It’s an unhappy feeling especially when the person doing the stitching is your dearly beloved, your other half. I lead a normal, easy going fairly blameless life these days. Ok, so Sven hasn’t always been entirely good, but, if you pardon the vernacular, for most of the time I’ve been 'gooder' than most - or perhaps lucky and careful not to get caught too often. This time...