I beat off again when I got home from the late-night newspaper run, images of the lustful coupling I had witnessed stuck in my brain, and I still woke up Sunday morning as horny as I remembered. The scene of Candace Johnson cumming all over her husband’s massive dick, her big tits heaving and her wide hips rotating were all I could think of. My brain was telling my cock to grow hard, remain hard and shoot some more come....

Over a week had passed since our incredibly arousing adventure between my wife Lindsay, her friend Abbey and myself. As married couples we had been friends for quite some time, but one sexy shopping trip led to me masturbating for both of them while they watched over video chat on their phones from the store changing room. Later that evening Lindsay and I recapped the day's crazy events, as we had never tried anything lik...

I was standing under a hot shower when my best friend stepped in behind me and slid his arms around my waist to pull me into a tight hug with his limp dick pressed against my ass. It was exactly how Bo wanted to start every day, especially after sleeping naked together in his bed with no parents or brothers to disturb us. This particular Friday we were on our way to the beach. His parents had invited me to join them for a...

Bo and I missed seeing each other a couple days because of our work schedules. Besides weekends, we’d been together every day for the last three weeks. And we’d spent almost every one of them lounging around his pool naked. It was cloudy and rainy, which meant Bobby, Bo’s brother, would be home all morning. We couldn’t be naked or take a shower together until he left. Bo and I weren’t exactly lovers. But we were getting c...

Monday was a gloomy, rainy day. But Bo greeted me at his front door like the happiest guy in the world. “Oh! My God!” he practically screamed. “Friday was amazing!” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged tightly, pinning my arms together. We hadn’t talked all weekend. So, he had a lot to unpack about our eventful Friday. “Where the hell did that come from?!” His eyes were wide, unblinking. I had let him dry hump my nake...

Samuel spat on his hands and smiled. Goddess Patricia's hypnotic suggestions were clear. He was not allowed to jerk his cock but he could stroke another. He grabbed Anthony's shaft and pumped, pumped, pumped... Anthony felt the pressure building, restless fingers eager to join in on the fun, but he too was forbidden to touch himself. Only another servant's dong would please him. Luckily, Walter was right there, beside him...

I headed over to Bo’s house about 10 am on the first day of our summer vacation. He lived just a few blocks away. We’d spent every day of the last four summers in his pool. We both had just turned sixteen, Bo in April and me in February. So, this year I was driving my hand-me-down fifteen-year-old Jeep to his house instead of my bicycle. Bo and I met on the first day of sixth grade and found we had several classes togethe...

Day one. "I'm a tree!" No, you're not, lady. You're just some crazy broad with a hairbrush phobia. "And now I'm the wind!" The crazy broad, standing straight, reaching for the ceiling, starts waving her arms and running back and forth, and all the crazy people around me do the same. Even Karen, but not before she's rammed her elbow in my side, forcing me to run around like a nutcase too. "And now I'm the wind, embracing t...

Peter sat in the laundromat, skimming through a two-year-old copy of Ladies Home Journal that he'd found. He was halfway through a "riveting" article detailing cheaper alternatives to dry-cleaning draperies when his dryer buzzed loudly, alerting him to empty it. By sheer force of habit, he glanced around before he dumped the contents of the dryer onto the folding table. Only the disinterested attendant — a twenty-somethin...