It held the promise of most of the post-softball tournament swim parties. The same guys I had played with for a few years, the same wives or girlfriends. Everyone was in pretty good shape, especially the women. There was always the casual flirtation between some of the guys and some different wives, but it was to be quick and unrecognizable. It had become the post tournament ritual, some beers and a few inappropriate glances on the sly. The women had slipped into their two pieces, and the guys had assumed their bare-chested postures, each group slurping down their share of beer. I had assumed my usual position in the shade with sunglasses on to obscure my passion for checking out the women who were not my wife. Then everything changed. There was someone ... Read More»

"Strip!" The word made her flinch, but she obeyed quietly, her head bowed, her trembling fingers undoing the buttons of her blouse. I was draped casually over the couch in a crisp white shirt, soft gray trousers and suede shoes. I knew, as did she, that her downcast eyes were a pretence, a frail attempt at a false modesty that both of us knew would melt at the barest touch, a faint brush of my lips on her flesh. I waited patiently until she was completely naked. "Get on the bed!" I ordered. She rushed to obey. She lay on her back, her arms by her sides, her thighs slightly parted. I could sense that she wanted to spread them wider, to lay herself open to my eyes. The muscles of her inner thighs were rippling from the temptation. But ... Read More»

As the last of my nightclothes hit the bathroom floor, my thoughts are drawn back to you. Your touch upon my skin, your lips pressed against my own, and your aroma that fills my every breath. I look back in the bedroom to see you still sleeping handsome and peaceful. The very sight of you brings excitement to my soul. I can feel my heart race and my pulse ignited to speed up, all of this brings a hard throbbing between my legs as the heat rises and my lips begin to moisten. I step back to bathroom and start up the water. Trying so hard to control my thoughts of you. The water is warm, just below the point of HOT. My first step under the water brings goose bumps to my skin. My nipples harden and add to my excitement, my lust, my desire for your touch. I ... Read More»

I finished reading the last lines of an erotic story and I shut down my computer and headed into my room. I shut and locked the door behind me and turned on the stereo to some techno remixes I burned. I looked into the full length mirror to my right and I looked at myself, and began a strip tease for an invisible audience. I slowly took off my sweater and the cold air that greeted me made my nipples tingle and become hard. I bit my lower lip and then took off my white T shirt to reveal my white bra and luscious breasts. I looked into the mirror some more and couldn't help but admire the tender curves I saw and I imagined how it would feel to have a man's hands touching them, caressing them, worshiping them. I reached up and touched my breast, and sighed in ... Read More»

The next morning I was disgusted with myself. I felt I had done a terrible thing that was really against everything I believed in. I promised myself that I would be stronger in future, and sleep with the window shut if necessary. And I was very good. I quickly returned to my usual self and had barely a sexual thought for almost two weeks. The couple next door helped out by deciding to make their bedroom on the other side of the house by combining two smaller rooms. Life quickly returned to normal for me. I was in my final year of school, which had just started. I was studying harder than ever. One Saturday night however, I had been at my best friend, Anna's house doing some maths with her and by the time I got home my parents had gone. They had gone to dinner ... Read More»

Down on her knees, flipping through her favorite magazine, listening to some of her favorite tunes... this was heaven, pure and simple. Her body moved to the beat, pink buttocks whipping through the air, as she flipped the pages of her latest magazine. As she started to close it something caught her eye, she soon found herself engrossed in the article. She picked herself up from the floor and looked in the full size mirror for a moment before she began to remove articles of clothing, piece by piece. Only when she was as the day she was born did she stop to study her image more closely. She wouldn't say it out loud be she was rather proud of her body. She would never be a swimsuit model but she was fine with that. She placed her hand between her almost ... Read More»

Our neighbor in my native village, Selva, as I pointed out in my previous story, had a younger sister by name, Swapna. She had no remarkable features. Because of our age difference, I had come to regard her as a little girl and paid no particular attention to her. After my second experience with Selva (in which Swapna was present in the house, but Selva and I were in Selva's room behind locked doors), I frequented Selva's house for more sexual encounters. At one time, I went to their house and rang the bell. Swapna opened the door. Smiling at me, she said "Selva is not home today. He had to go to the town urgently to fetch something." I was about to say "Thanks" and make a u-turn, when she invited me to come in and have a drink (typically hot coffee or cool ... Read More»

Kaylee was excited, her flight was about to arrive in Vancouver and she'd finally meet Tyson. She'd met Tyson in a chat room a year ago and the two had become good friends. When Kaylee got some vacation time she decided to go visit him. When she broke the news to Tyson he decided to also take the time off so work wouldn't get in the way of their time together. The plane landed and as soon as it stopped Kaylee jumped from her seat and collected her carry on and hurried as fast as she could out of the plane. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she walked down the walkway from the plane. It got louder and harder every step closer she was to the exit. She walked out and desperately looked around for Tyson. She spotted him walking towards her and ... Read More»

“Honey why don’t we stay here tonight and just enjoy the evening on the patio?” she said. “I thought you wanted to go dancing this weekend?” I replied. “Well it’s Friday and we can go dancing tomorrow night if we feel like it besides, I’ve had a busy week” she replied. “Your on,” I said. True, it was another perfect Arizona evening, our working week was done and now it was time to relax. The thoughts of the two of us on the patio enjoying another warm Arizona night sounded pretty good. My wife and I treat weekends as our special quality dating time. Since our daughter moved away to college, every weekend has become an erotic event in one way or another. We always look forward to our time together, she really knows how to turn me on; I love taking ... Read More»

He was standing against her bedroom door looking down at the top of her head. She had her hungry little mouth plastered against him. And she was doing incredible things with her tongue. It was sliding up and down against the underside of his cock. Her mouth was creating pressure around him he'd never felt before. His head fell back against the door and he closed his eyes. Giving into the guilty pleasure, he let out a little moan. The pressure increased as she slid her mouth down the length of him and met his pubic hair. He felt her shift a little and then she had a hand on his balls. She took one gently into her hand. Rolled it softly between her fingers. Her other hand grasped the base of his manhood. Suddenly, he was released from the hot wetness of her mouth ... Read More»

The next time they met, they went shopping. You see, he was now to the point where he could begin working on the thrusting units and as she was to be the first to experience them, he thought she should be involved in the selection process. Today, she arrived dressed for shopping. She was wearing a green skirt that came to about 6 inches above the knee. He knew that she wouldn’t be wearing any panties underneath it. She also had on a shear white chiffon blouse that did little to conceal her full breasts. And she was wearing flat shoes that were made for walking, but still made her feet look sexy. Their first stop was a large adult novelty store. He had found this store to be quite well stocked in the past and the staff was very friendly. This wasn’t the type ... Read More»

The loud banging on the front door awoke Katie from her deep sleep she pulled the curtain slightly open and could see a courier van in the driveway. Katie put on her dressing gown and walked to the front door peering through the peephole, standing on the porch was a young man in a FedEx uniform. "Who is it?" Katie inquired. " I have a delivery for a Miss Katie Fitzgerald." Replied the courier. "Just leave it by the door." Katie asked. "Cant do that Maim I need a signature." Demanded the courier. Katie slid the security chain from the door, unlatched the deadlock, and then opened the door. The courier looked directly at Katie's cleavage her pert breasts slightly exposed, she quickly scrunched the front of her ... Read More»

I was on top, and my legs were starting to get tired. Henry looked up at me and grinned. We hadn't been dating for too long, but I knew that look. I paused in mid-stroke and said, "What?" He said, "Do you want to play with the web cam?" I leaned back with his cock still inside me. "Hmmm..." He said, "It's entirely up to you. I don't want to pressure you or anything..." We had talked about it before. I was curious, but I had never played with a web cam. I knew he was into it, and I was open to trying it out. "Sure, why not?" "Okay. Let me go find it." As he searched his desk drawers, I admired the view of his lean backside. He worked out regularly, but he wasn't too bulky. I know that some women say they don't have a type, but I admit that I do. ... Read More»

Michelle wiped away her tears as she looked around at the sparse room she'd just moved into. It seemed so empty, with no décor on the walls and none of her beloved plants, which would likely die in the next two weeks, knowing Kyle and his inability to care about anything living. That thought only made her start to cry again, and she sniffed, determined not to be too upset. After all, it had been her decision to leave. But now, thinking of the way her life had been, even in a relationship where she often felt lonely, she at least hadn't been utterly alone. There had been another presence in the house most of the time, and even when Kyle wasn't around, she could still feel the fact that someone else inhabited the place. Here, she had four other roommates ... Read More»

I have quite the vivid imagination when I masturbate. I love to imagine that I’m making out with a beautiful, dark-skinned woman. I like to imagine us making out, kissing, fondling each other’s breasts, and then stroking each other’s pussies. I’d start masturbating by gently rolling my middle finger over the outside of my panties, just until I felt my clit stiffen while my other hand gently circles my soft nipples through my shirt. I’d imagine my lover’s hands all over my body, and then, suddenly gripping my wrists, her jasmine-scented, warm, smooth body on top of mine, her legs between mine, her tits pressing into mine. Her smooth brown muscles are hard, yet silky. I’d imagine feeling the cool metal of handcuffs sliding around my wrists and clicking ... Read More»