Joan enters the kitchen and sits with her husband at the table while drinking his coffee. Joan says, "I have a great idea for a vacation for us. Let's go on a seven-day adults-only cruise. I know we will both enjoy the atmosphere. I have heard that these cruises can be quite exciting. We could meet some interesting people and enjoy ourselves to the fullest. When we return to the room at night, we will share our daily adve...

I remember watching a woman audition for Pop Idol on TV and within twenty seconds of her making a fool of herself in front of Simon Cowell, I had to leave our family living room to escape the pain of embarrassment. It was the first time I recognised my great fear: humiliation. Seeing a person being embarrassed causes me distress and actual physical discomfort, and these symptoms are supercharged when I am the subject of a...

The next day seemed to pass by in a hazy blur for Amanda, the minutes slipped by without her really noticing. That evening at the dinner table she asked her parents for permission to go over to her friend Jenny's house on Saturday for a movie night. Her parents exchanged glances before agreeing, cautioning her to be responsible and stay out of trouble. Amanda thanked them, her alibi set for having to go see Mr. Reynolds....

Joan confidently walks through the bar and pool hall door with the truck driver beside her. The establishment is alive with excitement. Redneck couples drinking and dancing with the band playing, along with rousing games being played at the pool tables. Everything she wanted, this was a perfect place to achieve her erotic goals for the evening. All she was wearing was her short black dress, with a long vee-neck, front and...

With Jim and her husband off to work, Joan's mind and body start thinking about what will come when they return this evening. Joan was thinking, What should I wear? I want to seduce Jim and his exquisite body and make him want to take and fuck the hell out of me and turn him into a bad boy. I want to be Jim's sex slave. All Jim and I have done so far is add to the extreme lust building in my body. How do I greet him? Shou...

Joan woke up from a very erotic dream, her hand caressing her horny cunt. Her husband had already left for work. As she sat in the kitchen naked, looking out the window, drinking her coffee, her mind was full of naughty thoughts. She could hear the sounds of construction on the large complex being built up the street. Joan was thinking about all the sweaty, burly men working there and how they love to catcall and tease he...

Summer and I had been coming down from the high of our encounter on Sunday, trying our best to act normal during the workweek. But who were we kidding? Like an orgasm-filled fog, the memory of the night lingered, impossible to ignore. Just like a couple of teenagers with a secret, we resorted to playful teasing and flirtation. Summer, always bold, would tease with glimpses of her body and fleeting touches. But as the week...

Joan woke up in the morning, from a vivid exciting dream. In the dream, she wore a classy dress, that attracted everyone's attention as she passed, which ended with her being roughly taken by several strangers. Joan could not shake the story from her mind. Maybe the dream was caused by her experience in the park last week. She decided to relive her dream. Her body was already pulsing with erotic lust just thinking about w...

Warren had been worried. Joan's sexual urges were not being satisfied. It was obvious, as she continued searching to satisfy her extreme sexual desires that built up in her mind and body. He loved his wife and was always faithful to her, in all ways. Her exploits, combined with her unique art of seduction and her exhibitionist behavior, attracted men and women who wanted to take advantage of this extremely lust-filled wom...

Richard walked up behind me, touching my hair before sliding his hand down my back, his fingers leaving tracks in the thin sheen of coconut oil on my skin, until he slid them down my ass crack and squeezed my cheek. “What are you doing, babe?” “I was watching those guys on the jet skis. That looks like fun, huh, naked jet skiing?” “They’re wearing their flotation vests.” “Yeah, they have to, but the good stuff isn’t cover...

Jack awoke early, as he always did. His beautiful wife, Aimee, still slumbered. He thought about waking her, his morning wood, that throbbing, incessant erection, reason enough, but, as always, he just stared at her. Aimee was one of the sexiest women he had ever met, and he always felt a sense of accomplished pride when he took her out in public. All the other men would gawk at her, especially her high, firm, abundant ti...