“College sucks!” Marisa exclaimed. “Yea, I agree. I’ve been here six years now and still haven’t gotten laid,” Toby said. “Wait. What did you say? How many years? And you haven’t been laid? Why not?” Marisa asked. “Six years. No, I haven’t yet. I am still a virgin. Guess the girls here like smarter guys than me,” Toby replied. “Wow. I am sorry to hear that. I don’t think it’s the smarter guy thing though. Most of the girl...
I met her at a party and fell in lust immediately. It was one of those impromptu, after the pub parties that was typical of students the world over celebrating the end of the term. I can’t even remember whose flat it was we were in, but I can remember her sitting on my knee uninvited. “Hi,” she giggled. “I’m Sally, who are you?” “Dave,” I answered, “But my friends call me Randy.” “And are you?” “Permanently,” I laughed. “...
SugarDaddy420: So, what did you do today? The beep of the alert alarmed Janey and she sat up. She'd been slumped over, eyes a little glazed, staring at the floor like it held all the wisdom of the stars. She focused her eyes with effort and hesitantly types back, her cheeks flushing as she thought about the answer to that simple and potentially totally innocent question. Lace'N'Silk: Not much, I'm recovering from last nig...
Janey bent over in front of the camera, her ass splayed lewdly for all to see. The small chiming sounds from the laptop indicated viewers sending tips through her site. She purred and slid two fingers into her smoothly shaved pussy, dragging her wet fingertips out and over her tight asshole, caressing the pucker lovingly. A different tone sounded and she twisted to look over her shoulder, scanning the chat dialogue for th...
This is the true story of how I came to meet a girl called Rihanna and how I introduced her to a darker side of sex. I went into hospital recently for a small operation on my left hand. The Op went well but I was staying on the ward for three to four nights afterwards. All the nurses during my stay were lovely and the care second to none. However one particular girl was something else. Her name was Rihanna and she was a r...
Amber placed her hands on his chest as she moved her shapely hips up and down. He felt good, damn good. His thick shaft stretched her tightness like it had never been stretched before. She could feel her orgasm nearing. She leaned back and moved her hands to his knees. She shivered as she felt his hands move down her chest between her perky breasts. Her body began to tremble. She could not hold back the moans. She gripped...
I had grown up in a poor family, as a child, my mother used to grow plants and then sell them door to door to buy us bread. Sometimes for dinner, all we’d get was bread and butter, on a good night, it would be toast with baked beans. Suffice to say we were below the average wage mark. Father worked hard, long hours for little pay as mother would stay at home and look after us kids. As we got older, our situation improved,...
It was the finish of a long rough year and I was really feeling it. Although, I really shouldn’t complain. My husband adores me and I adore him. He's a Fortune 500 VP so I want for nothing. I don’t go looking for affairs. However, when he's out of town I seem to attract the predatory type. I do resist but I don't always seem to resist hard enough. I am NOT making excuses, just stating the facts. I don’t go looking to chea...
Wheels. I'm as choosy about wheels as women these days. Wasn't always that way. While I can drive pretty much anything with an engine, I've found I only truly enjoy that thunder beneath the hood. The rush when pedal meets floor, beating through every bone in my body. Something only the raw horsepower of a V8 delivers. And if it's a dependable American hunk with a short shift ratio and high-quality tires, all the better. M...
It would be cliché to say that I saw her the moment she walked in the door, just as it would be both cliché and trite to say that it was love at first sight. Both would also be untrue. The truth is that I have no idea when she walked in; I was sitting at the bar, my back to the door, watching a football game, and I barely noticed her when she slid onto the bar stool two places to my left. Bored and horny after a sexless w...
It was a late night and Raine was tired. She looked down at the expensive flower arrangement in her hand and pressed the apartment's doorbell for the fifth time. No answer. Only when she turned to walk away did the door finally open. “Hey,” The man was tall, wearing a t-shirt over boxers. His dark hair looked damp. “Sorry for the wait.” He smelled like soap. Raine didn’t quite look at him, distracted by the brightly-lit a...
The old bar was empty when Chad arrived. Empty except for the young barmaid. Not quite the way he remembered it, he thought. The barmaid as well he couldn't recall. Hardly possible, for she didn't look as if she had been born before he'd left this godforsaken hellhole – the place he had once called home all these years ago. This thought made him realize once more he was about to hit forty – not a pleasant number looking f...
Carl and Janet were both in their fifties and had been married over thirty years. As difficult as it may be to believe, Janet had remained a virgin until her wedding night. Both of them had remained faithful to each other during their entire marriage. They have always had a strong sex life together.Janet was a very conservative, modest woman. She never wore any risqué clothing in public, made sure her dresses or skits wer...
It would be an overstatement to say India Cole had the best tits in the world but she definitely had the best tits in London and nobody knew this more than renowned plastic surgeon Simon Ryder.Simon worked out of Harley Street. He’d started his business with liposuction and Botox but beauty salons run by minimally qualified entrepreneurs had bitten hard into the market and the non-surgical part of his business had now bec...
Anthony Clark was a model citizen and a decent guy. He was nice to women and animals. Except, he did have a dark side. A secret side of himself that he didn’t want anybody to know about. Anthony was a voyeur and was excited by exhibitionist behavior. He really got off seeing people have sex in open areas or by chance. He first knew of this strange behavior when he was around eighteen. He loved to watch people pleasure the...
