Ravenlock69 logs into the private chat room, her heart pounding with anticipation. The familiar tingle of arousal is already building between her thighs as she waits for him to appear, knowing he always keeps her desperate and wanting more. A ping - there he is at last. His username, BeastMode420, lit up her screen. "Hey, you," he messages, those two simple words enough to make her breath catch. "Hey, yourself," she repli...

You can chat about anything online. I had discovered and enjoyed chatting about gardening, travel, and Mideastern cooking. One of the travel chats got to talking about the attitudes and even laws about "sex work" in various countries. I found that fascinating. It turns out you can chat privately, too. One of the gents I chatted with there admitted to partaking in those activities all over the world. The private chats with...

Claire sat at her large maple desk on her roller chair with arms ready for another day of “work”. She would spend a couple of hours on mm live finding some new blood for her significant business. She glanced down and saw the man crossed legged and naked under her desk, waiting for her when she would tell him he could. He was the latest who had come calling, and she was rather fond of him already. He was one of the very fe...

Eric had been away on business for over a week and I was really feeling horny. I knew it would still be a few more days until I saw him and could relieve my frustration, so I pulled up our Lush page to see if I might find something to satisfy my needs. It wasn't long before I was approached in a chat room by a man who noticed I was on line. He commented on how much he liked my profile images and how hot they made him feel...

I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes. I headed for the dinette. A shot of brandy would be useful right then, now, this last few minutes of my marriage to Gillian Miller nee Crowley. I was actually on my second shot when I heard them coming downstairs. They were t...

Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card, with a crisp new C-note in it, to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Her...

It was Friday after work when I sat down at my computer to look at some porn and give myself some much needed relief, especially after the week I'd had. There was nothing like watching bukake and stroking my meat stick, and after about fifteen minutes of hard stroking I shot a monster load all over my hands. Normally I would just grab the sock and wipe myself up, but for some reason I decided to lick my hand clean. To my...

It’s set up just to be another Friday night in Lushland. I log on after getting all my accessories ready, bullet vibe and glass dong to my left, and there is a fresh beer with the top popped open to my right. I am always careful not to knock my mouse into it and commit a serious party foul. I navigate and see the hottest club isn’t quite open yet, so I pick another room as a good “warm up” for the night. I'm not really lo...

I'll never forget the first day Needs and I met. I was sitting in an online gaming room minding my own business winning like no tomorrow. I usually went to that specific room only because it brought me good luck in the cards but I never would have guessed it would have brought me good luck in finding someone special too.We hit it off right away, we talked and chatted about all kinds of things, then she asked me if I knew...