Latex Catsuit Sex I am not very good at writing stories, but I would like to share some of my kinky passions with you all. I love to dress in kinky, provocative and feminine outfits; some for public wear and some only acceptable in the bedroom. I love heels or boots, pantyhose and stretch vinyl but, my favorite is latex. I have had a latex fetish my whole life! Even at the age when I was too young to have a sexual interest in another person, or even knew about sex, rubber gloves would make me hard just from thinking about them. My Mom had a pair of latex household gloves that were transparent, smooth and shiny inside and out and very supple and stretchy. I would sneak them into the bathroom and sometimes wear them to bed at night. My little dick would get hard and I would play with it. I didn't know what it was all about, just that it felt soooo good! I had my first orgasm at the age of about five wearing those gloves. I had no idea what had just happened and it was so powerful that it really gave me a scare. I vowed that I would never do anything like that again! I was probably at it again the next day! lol My all time favorite single item of clothing is a footed, gloved and hooded latex catsuit. I have many, with and without the attached hood, in different thicknesses and colors but, my favorite are thin and transparent or transparent colors. The thin latex can fit so tight and wrinkle free and yet not be tight feeling or binding. Also, they are just soooo stretchy and …
ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #3
Victorious: Falling Pieces #3 "Oh fuck, that's nice!" Trina Vega was propped up on the bar inside the handicapped restroom, where her 'secret' boyfriend, Robbie, had his head firmly placed underneath her dress. His oral skills had certainly come a long way since they first started doing this, and after just a few minutes Trina could feel an orgasm building. She always tried to hold in all compliments, because she felt he'd work harder if he thought she wasn't pleased enough, but sometimes things would slip out. Robbie really wasn't crazy about doing this inside a school bathroom, but he was doing something he really enjoyed, so that more than made up for it. His tongue was circling her sex, while he kept his hands firmly on her thighs. He knew Trina was trying to hold back, despite knowing that he was making her feel really good. He was fine with that. Her hands gripped on his curly black hair tightly, pushing him into her core as much as she could, sending a signal that she was about to blow. Soon enough, a half purring/half squealing came pouring from her mouth as her body spasmed a bit before her juices came out in a gush, which Robbie hungrily lapped up. "Did I do good?" he asked, already knowing the answer, as he pulled his head from her dress. "Yes…" she said, her mouth fighting an ear-to-ear smile, as she bit her lip, basking in her afterglow. "You did… amazing." "Well, you're welcome. I actually stayed up researching it, and I actually found a really interesting …
Sex in University Library
Basically me and my ex had a relationship that was held together by amazing sex and nothing else. But because the sex was so good and so frequent, it lasted a good year and we both got some amazing stories out of it. One of my favourites is the time we were both tired after a long day of lectures, seminars, reading, and writing assignments and we had been in Uni for about 8 hours and both needed to relax before we went for dinner. We were in the basement of the library and had been for a number of hours, trying our best to actually concentrate on the work that needed doing. It got to about 6:30 when I had finished all I could for the day, but she still wanted to do another half an hour before we went for dinner. Being the caring boyfriend I was with no ulterior motives at all I decided to sit behind her and give her a relaxing shoulder and neck massage whilst she finished off what she needed to do. Whilst we were quite kinky in the bedroom, which you will find out from other stories I will get around to posting on here, we had done very little in public before. I kept massaging her neck for a few minutes before moving my hands down her back, lifting her top up slightly so I could feel her properly, squeezing her hips gently but hard enough to turn her on. My hands slid further down inside her leggings, my hands running across her ass and squeezing while I start to kiss her shoulder and her neck, her little groan catching the attention of the man in front of us. He turned …
The Sexcapades of Aurora & Dylan – Chapter 2
The Sexcapades of Aurora & Dylan – Chapter 2 Prologue: I started writing "The Sexcapades" series to find an outlet for my deep sexual desires. Although the story is based from my own point of view, and experiences, the majority of it is fictional, and something I find deeply arousing to put into words. No longer trapped in my own mind. The stories all revolve around Aurora and Dylan, incestuous twin sisters. Once Jason was is drawn into their world, the three lovers live out what people only fantasize, and dream about. I plan to keep writing them for the readers and myself. Although some of the writing will be controversial, and wrong to societies standards, I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to send my your comments and suggestions. You never know, some of it may help me shape the next chapter of the story. If you liked the story, make sure to RATE it once you have finished reading. Chapter 2 – Mother: Freedom, I thought to myself as I watched my soon to be ex wife drive away. For the most part things had settled some since our initial talk on the subject of divorce, last Saturday. Initially she took my decision to end things hard. Screaming and yelling about my reasoning, all of which just danced around the truth. I had discovered she was cheating, and had been for some time, with and old flame that she reconnected with through Facebook. When she went on accusing me of infidelity and the such, all I had to say was his name, and she immediately retreated, realizing that I was …
Cuckolded by a white ouple
I wrote this just because I find it tiresome that so much of the cuckold stories are of one kind only. This puts a black man in the cucky position. It is a story, so please don't take offence. Non is intended. Only pleasure. Enjoy! We'd gone down to the nude beach on our german holiday. Looking around we seemed to be pretty much the only mixed race couple there. Seeing all those white tits around had me sporting a semi in no time. I'm not going to lie to you, the whole interracial thing turned me on a lot. One of my favorite sexual games with my wife circled around her being a white souther virgin, and me being one of the strong, dark slaves working the field. It always got me good and hard. My wife undressed. She being something of a submissive kept shaved between her legs at my request, and had even gotten implants because I thought a woman with B-cups just wasn't any fun. Naturally she also kept her hair an intense platinum blonde. As we sat there looking at the water and just talking about who made us horny, a young german couple came up to us. The young man didn't really seem to know any english at all, but his girlfriend sure did. “Hi,“ she said. “Would you mind if we joined you?“ “Not at all!“ I replied. As they sat down, she near me and he near my wife, she said “You're american, aren't you?“ “That's right“, I smiled. We started talking about this and that, her boyfriend mostly sitting there. He looked like something out of a Nazi add. Blond, muscular and tall. I …
My Brother and His Friends (True)
When I was 15, and my brother was 18, we had been together for a year. No one knew about our relationship, and that is the way we wanted it. He had dated other girls during this time, and it never bothered me. He was not my boyfriend, and I wanted him to be happy and find a girl to love and marry. I never had a selfish thought about me being his only girl. I was his sister, and I loved him, so I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to. This story took place about 14 months after the first two stories. This is the story of the first time I had sex with multiple men. My brother was one of them, and not one of the other guys knew that I was his sister. As far as they knew, and still know, I was his girlfriend for the night. My brother, if you had read my previous stories, was a star football player at our high school. He was naturally being recruited by several colleges at the time we first got together, and he had finally chosen a school, attending with a scholarship. A couple of weeks after school started, he invited me to come visit him at his dorm for the weekend. Because he had plans to make love to me that weekend, we agreed that I would be introduced as his girlfriend to everyone. I must admit, to visit my gorgeous brother, and have him show me off to everyone was something that made me feel incredibly important and special. My brother knew how to treat me right. I got in on a Friday afternoon, and his roommate was nice enough to leave us alone for the night so we could …
Accounting Fun
Hey Guys, here's a new story for you all. I've been keeping busy with work and studies so I haven't had much time to play or meetup with anyone unfortunately. However, i know you all enjoy my stories, so I've made on up here for all of you to enjoy. As I'm writing this I've got some smoking hot chocolate cooling down and i've got three mini marshmallows stuffed up in my pussy, warming them up to eat 🙂 I arrived home yesterday from work around 3:30PM when I was changing out of my work clothes. I slipped off my navy blue jacket and skirt revealing my black frilly panties, my white shirt and underneath it, my black bra. It was a tiring yet productive day at work. I was getting ready to take a shower as my thoughts were flooded with eroticism as I began to think about this cute couple that were enthralled with one another on the Subway. They had gotten on the subway heading east from Woodbine station. They sat directly opposite me on the subway as I watched them snuggle and passionately kiss one another. The woman seemed to be a bit more reserved but thoroughly enjoying herself while her boyfriend was clearly in heat and needed more of her as he caressed her thigh. The home phone rang bringing me back to reality, it was someone downstairs looking to come up. "Hello?"…I answered. "Good Evening, Guildview Pharmacy Delivery" came the reply from a male voice. I forgot my grandmother had ordered her medicine but she was visiting another f****y member at the time. So I let him up …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 15
Sharing Cindy Chapter 15 I hope that there are those of you who are enjoying reading about the true adventures of my life with my wife Cindy and our life that began as naïve teens and has developed over the years to two loving people who enjoy it when she has sex with others. I apologize if these stories aren’t as slick or exciting as some of the fiction I have read on this site. Sometimes I suppose these memories are more exciting to me, but I hope some of you can relate and enjoy. Every since Cindy began working at the Harley dealership we began to get more involved in motorcycles and the activities that follow along with owning a couple of them. This includes going on charity runs that usually end with a huge party. This is about one of those times. The local chapter of ABATE used to have a Poker Run charity ride that would involve a 100 mile bike ride, stopping at several locations and ending up at a drag strip that had a huge field where a huge party was held for all the riders. These parties could get pretty crazy with lots of alcohol and a lot of nakedness. Who wouldn’t like it? This was probably our fourth or fifth run so we knew what to expect. Cindy’s younger sister, Deb and her boyfriend Ray were going to go with us this time. As usual, I was looking forward to seeing all the hot women. When Deb and Ray showed up, I was surprised to see she was showing more skin than I had ever seen from her. While Cindy was a well endowed blue eyed brunette, Deb was a taller …
how i give my friend a blowjob
HERE IS A PICTURE OF MY WHEN I SUCK MY FRIEND AND GET FUCKED:http://dlmyfile.com/7sEU Author’s Note: This story addresses a couple of fetishes. It already has mind control, induced by subliminals and other forms of conditioning. However, it touches upon some other very specific fetishes, namely exhibitionistic dancing to heavy, insistent drum music tracks, nudity, open masturbation in front of strangers, the use of gas and drugs, knockout gas, anonymous people wearing gas masks and the smoking fetish. The characters do not go down the BDSM road. Mind control, in my stories, is more like a slow but steady corruption and subversion of purpose, leading to people losing their inhibitions and letting their sexual side come out to the full. If you can’t tell the difference between the real world, fiction and fantasy by now, stop reading any further. I’m not going to be held responsible for you being an idiot and thinking that this is an account of something that can happen in the real world. This is not some sort of manifesto telling you how to do something stupid. It’s just a work of porn. Nothing more. It was to be, for Julia Markham, a most interesting day. Boredom was the bane of Julia’s life. She had a boring home, a boring boyfriend, a boring job. Even her holidays were boring, with the same boring people in the same boring resorts. Every year they would plan a different resort: each year, they’d find that the same boring people had booked the same bloody boring resort as …
The Life that is Dreamt of: Chapter 1
I have never been the type of person to express myself very much in the verbal way. Since elementary school I always knew in my head that I would do as best as I could academically and live the life I had always wanted to live since I was little, a big house, pretty wife, cool kids, and a wealthy, successful lifestyle. So I put my head down, achieved the grades I wanted to, participated in many championship sports teams, and enjoyed my life as the “popular” teenager so many kids long to be. So now, as I sit on my front porch in the Florida Keys, let me tell you the story of how I Giovanni Belettzo accomplished everything in my life I had dreamed of for so long, and everything in between. So I guess in my introduction I left out the fact that I’m a sex addict. Not in the way that you’re thinking however. I’m not one of those crazy fucks who are attracted to anything with a pulse. I am a very selective individual when it comes to what I will and will not shove my cock into repeatedly for a set amount of time until I shoot my load onto it. I guess to put it in a nutshell, I just enjoy having my cock inside a beautiful broad with a gorgeous face and a nice body a little bit more than not having my cock inside a beautiful broad with a gorgeous face and a nice body. To be completely honest, this literally all started in fifth grade, I can’t believe that was almost eight years ago. I received one of these weird snowboarding brand magazines for Christmas, and in the very back there …
Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey
Author’s note: Fictional former Playboy Playmates. Each have two stories. First story is Interracial. The second will be Incest. I experimented with first person POV story telling. I separated the jump from 3rd person to 1st person with a series of seven asterisks. I think it turned out fine. Former Playmates Pt. 07: Alyssa’s Journey Chapter 1 Ulysses ran his fingers through Alyssa’s long, dirty blonde hair while she lovingly tended to his long, black cock. She kissed the tip, glancing at him, smiling softly. “You’re so good at that,” He smiled back. “You think so?” “I do,” he replied. Alyssa blushed, sitting up in bed, crawling to Ulysses’ face, kissing him tenderly, her large pregnant belly resting against his side. She was 33-weeks pregnant. It wouldn’t be long until she delivered a child she was putting up for adoption. The past few weeks with Ulysses had been amazing. He’d tenderly make love to her, or if she wanted, go hard. Sometimes he’d cum inside her pussy, her womb occupied by a growing baby. Sometimes he’d pull out, letting his dick rest on her belly, spurting and covering it with semen. Alyssa loved it when he visited her. He’d bring her groceries, help clean her run-down, cheap, little apartment, and then take her to bed. Sometimes he’d spend the night, making love to her until the sun rose. She loved Ulysses’ friendship. He was the nicest man she’d ever met. The fact he had a perfect, muscular, dark-chocolate body and cock was an added bonus. Alyssa loved sex …
Chapter 1: The begining + Sheryl 1
I didn’t have a lot of girlfriends before getting married, probably around 5. I have to admit that I am shy at first so that prevented me from talking to girls when going out. A couple of my girlfriends really 'made it count' for my sexual experiences, these are those series of stories, all 100% true. I will refer these women as Beth and Sheryl. Beth: we dated for about 1 yr. I was 21 she was 24. She was 5ft 3in, light brown hair shoulder length hair and green eyes. She had sort of a tomboy looking body, sort of thick legs but had a perfect ab and nice breasts (cup B size). She lived with her sister in a two bedroom apt. Sheryl: we dated for about 3 hrs. I was 27 and she was 35. She was 5ft 6in, blonde hair shoulder length hair and deep blue eyes. She was the classical executive woman, nice body and legs, her abs were nice although less athletic than Beth’s. Her butt was amazing; it was perfect and looked great on jeans or pants, very firm. Her breasts were smaller than beth's too (cup A size), but she sure made it up with her drive. We worked in the same firm, worked in the same building and floor. The stories for each relationship are in chronological order so you can see how the relationships changed over time. Sheryl 1: I was attracted to Sheryl since the first time I saw her. She had that classic executive look and was always well dressed with suits and high heels, strong personality. She wore a lot of jewelry and necklaces which made her look sort of exotic. I honestly …
Susan
Susan Susan had been going to the group for 2 months and today it was her turn to speak. She was so nervous. She had heard the stories of the other people, all of them anonymous, of course. The self-help group had a great reputation, something like the AA, alcoholics anonymous. Still she was afraid, because her story was so much weirder than anybody’s. Nobody had done the things she had done. Sure, there was the 30 year old businessman who hired a new secretary every week, fucked her through and then dumped her. That was the way he ticked, he said. And the lady who had a relation with two men at the same time, and they were father and son. Or the guy who who had to eat fresh vegetables during sex – out of his girlfriends pussy. But she was the baddest of all. And she was ashamed of herself, and she was nervous. But here came the nod from the moderator, and she had to stand up. She could hide her shaking hands, but everybody would listen to her shaking voice. The first sentence was the same for everyone, except the name, of course. “Hello everyone, I am Susan and I am a porn and sex addict.” That went over her lips quite smooth and she saw the warm smiles on the face of the 8 other people sitting in the circle. Susan took a deep breath and continued. “It all started two years ago, when I was 18. I just had dumped my boyfriend. He only thought about himself. Yes, we would have sex, but only missionary style. And every time it would hurt. He would cum every time, and maybe half …
Polly and Len Pt. 1 (Lycra fetish)
BLACK LYCRA SHORTS BLACK TIGHTS AND STOCKING MASK Len was the regional manager at the place I used to work. I met him during an office party. A few of us from our branch went in fancy dress. I dressed up as an old fashioned crook, stripy top, black tights, black lycra shorts over the top and a skintight black stocking over my face. Len's a strapping figure of a man, about six feet five and well built. None of the staff liked him because he was intimidating and strict. I'd spoken to him a few times when he came to see us at work, from the stories he used to tell I gathered that he had a shady, no nonsense past, quite the thug really. He'd been watching me dancing and mingling all night. I was having a good time and if I'm honest I was feeling quite tipsy and flirty. And my god, my shorts were so tight and shiny that you could see your face in them! I must have given him a right eyeful of my sexy bum swaying in time to my favourite song, 'Queer by Garbage'. I stole a few glances at him and smiled during the song. It was when I was a the bar, waiting for my drink, that I texted my boyfriend, telling him I couldn't wait to sit on his face in my lycra shorts when I got home that I became aware of a hand on my arse. I turned round to see Len looking over my shoulder. 'Who's the lucky devil,' he said. He must have seen me texting! I felt a bit embarrassed and said 'Oh, i'm just having fun.' 'So I see,' he said. He still had his hand on my arse when he told the bar maid that he …
Her Night with Mommy – Prequal, Part 1
Jazmine chose being an accommodating whore over a decent mother. She wasn’t neglectful, or abusive. She never ceased having a roof over her head or that of her daughter’s, Roxy. The fridge and cupboards were always stacked with food and nutrients. Medical needs were seen to, and clothes were abundant. But the fucking, and cocks, and strangers, and Jazmine being gangbanged and gang raped were never even remotely hidden. Sometimes, Roxy would walk in on her mother sucking or fucking, say, in her bedroom. Sometimes, Jazmine would plop down on the sofa in the living room next to Roxy with some guy and begin what would become a routine: become interested in what Roxy was watching; ensure that she was sitting between Roxy and her guy; Start to fondle the guy’s cock and occasionally lean into his lap and suck a bit of the head; the guy spreads her thighs and begins to rub her nani; Jazmine moves to the floor between his legs “to get more comfortable” after he completely removes his pants and underwear; Jazmine opting for a “more comfortable” spot on his lap, which would coincidentally include his cock sliding into one of her holes; all of this and more, while all three sustain the charade that they’re all interested in the television program. Not infrequently, a customer or fuck friend of Jazmine’s would wander into the living room – or her bedroom – and find Roxy alone. The least of these moments involved the men sitting next to Roxy, draping their arms around her and stroking …
Yes, Officer
I worked in a dry cleaners for almost ten years. I've seen it all. In that industry sex sells. Men pick up their clothes and they want to see a hot bitch barely dressed. They need her to flirt. You get deep in their heads asking 'how their day went?' Suddenly, you seem to care about them more than the trophy wife at home. If you want a rich husband, working at a dry cleaners is a good place to look. I don't do the suit and tie kind of guy. I had a boyfriend. Most girls cheated. We were all alone in a tiny store with no cameras. Fucking in the bathroom was practically a rite of passage. I worked at one location in the morning with a bunch of horny sex fiend women. Dear God, all we did was discuss who was fucking who and all the details. I was the shy one. I earned the nickname 'little lynn,' because I am really short. It's also my voice. I sound like a little girl. I have a hundred stories about my time at that store. My boss was a German lady who was totally a nymphomaniac. She knew only one customer caught my eye. It was so silly. He was the tall boy in my klndergarten class named mike. I was the pretty little girl in cute dresses. That was our only class together. But, it's strange how much a flve year old can remember. I grew up to be pretty hot. He was still out of my league. He was at least six four and built like a linebacker. My luck the fucker was a cop. Let's just say I had a wee problem with pot. Mike was also in the druog task f@rce squad. It was not a match made …
Fade to Black
Aidan Black stared at the online text that flashed up onto the screen. ‘I luv ur stories!’ He yawned, and took another sip of his Jack Daniels. He quickly typed a reply and then leaned back in his chair. ‘What do you like about them?’ He smiled at the long pause. All these fans are the same, he thought to himself. Innocent young girls that dream of being treated like dirty sluts and too afraid to tell their college boyfriends that doggy-style after a long alcohol-fused pub crawl just wasn’t cutting it anymore. ‘I like how ur girls get it ruf and dirty. Its hottt!’ He leaned towards the computer screen with a grin. ‘And how ‘ruf’ do you like it, Kelly?’ A quick movement at the door of the bedroom prevented him from awaiting a reply and he quickly clicked offline. Aidan brought up his emergency default window about scuba diving and cleared his throat as his live-in girlfriend Lauren walked into the bedroom and threw her gym bag into the corner. She smirked at the flustered clicking of keys on his laptop. “Talking to another one of your online sluts again, Aidan?” “Nope, just planning some fun stuff for our upcoming vacation, babe.” She lingered over his shoulder, scrutinizing the laptop suspiciously. Her long blonde hair fell forward, veiling her pretty face as she moved in for a closer look. “Uh huh… right. So you wouldn’t mind if I checked your ‘history’ files right? I won’t find any links to some sex site or chat windows with a girl named something like slutbunny69 or …
Kellys Awakening – Part Four (final)
Kelly’s Awakening – Part Four Once again, as with the previous parts, I’d recommend reading the first few stories so that this one makes more sense to you! For those of you that just want to read one story, or if you’re returning to this series, here’s a quick recap from the last story. Enjoy! [After seven months Jennifer, Kelly’s girlfriend, had ended their relationship because she suspected that Kelly desired her sisters, Amy and Bianca, after seeing her with them at a diner. This wasn’t the case however; they had simply met by chance while Kelly, and her best friend, Ariel had been walking through the town. It was here that they were invited out to celebrate Bianca's 19th birthday. When Jennifer ended their relationship (over the phone) she revealed that, after seeing Kelly at the diner with Amy and Bianca, she had gone to Kelly’s brother’s house and seduced him! According to her, and backed up by her brother, she had been swallowing his cum within minutes of her arrival! Kelly pulled herself together and decided to do the very thing Jennifer had suspected, she would try to seduce Bianca, her sister, at the birthday celebration she and Ariel had been invited to (Ariel decided not to go due to her long running problems with getting out ever since her own long term relationship with her boyfriend had ended.) Amazingly, Kelly’s whole plan wasn’t needed after she herself was the one seduced by both of the sisters who revealed their own relationship was much more than simple …
The making of Nikki Sanderson
Early 2009 was a strangely frustrating time for Nikki Sanderson as she was feeling really pissed off with her life even though she was quite busy and making good money. Her numerous boyfriends had so far never seemed to quite gel with her and she had struggled to really enjoy her time with them as much as she had hoped it might being a true romantic. She couldn’t put her finger on the problem which made her so irritated but something was missing. At the time she couldn’t even share these issues with her close friend and fellow actress Tiny O’Brien either as Tina was engrossed in her new baby and wasn’t available as much as in the past for their usual girlie chats. Nikki had always enjoyed a strong sex drive and she’d lost her virginity soon after becoming an actress. Although she’d had numerous liaisons with lads and had plenty of sex, there just seemed to be something missing and Nikki had learnt to be careful when she followed her quest for her “missing link” that she didn’t get compromised by the media pack who liked to follow her every movement. These parasites had caused enough trouble making up stories about her life even though 99% were untrue but there was no recourse to any regulator for her and her friends as it was and still is seen as part of the job in show business. Since she’d left Coronation Street in 2005 she’d done quite a few TV roles including one in 2006 where she appeared tastefully naked in a short drama called “Strictly Confidential”. Her latest role …
A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 05
"So, how long have you two been together?" My parents had left for the day already, and we were talking casually. I was seated between them on the couch. I must be the luckiest guy on the planet. "What do you mean by together?" My sister Katie countered with a grin. She loves verbal gymnastics. Julia giggled. "How long have you been licking each other to orgasm? Is that question clear enough for you?" Julia positively erupted with peals of laughter. "Sophomore year, right around Christmas. Julia had just broken up with Ian, and I didn't have a boyfriend…" "So I held her down, and ate her snatch until she became a lesbian!" Julia declared in a loud voice. "I am not a lesbian. I have had two fulfilling relationships with men." Katie looked mildly pissed, which could only mean that this is a sensitive subject. "Your relationship with Donnie wasn't so fulfilling," Julia scoffed. "He couldn't even make you have a decent orgasm." I smiled as the two beautiful teens emphatically traded verbal blows. "His lack of technique doesn't make me a lesbian. I certainly didn't have any trouble with orgasms last night, or this morning." Katie's smile spread across her face; apparently, she thought that she had proven her point. "No shit, K," her friend retorted. "I'm surprised that your parents didn't hear, the way you two were going at it." Julia stood up, as if to emphasize her point. "So you two have been bisexual since sophomore year?" I cut there argument short by restating my point. …
The Handsome Man Next Door
A/N: I wrote this for women like me who are gettin' kinda sick of all the cliche man stories on here featuring the older man/younger woman thing. It has a bit of a long start to it, but it's a nice kind of build up, and hopefully it flows well and gets you off nice and easy. I'm thinking this will be a series but it took me a couple of months to put this together so it won't be a quick updating piece, just when I'm 'in the mood', I guess. Constructive comments always welcome and no advertising your kik, or your email etc, in the reviews section. Also, positive votes show me that I've done a good job! 🙂 ———— Mum and dad had been friends with the Harris’ for five years before I had gotten myself into my little predicament. They had moved in next door when I was 12, just before I delved into the most awkward stage of puberty anyone could have fathomed. At the age of 17, I felt I had kind of levelled out, after five years of getting taller and wider and cinching at the waist, bursting out of my brand-new bras every few weeks. I honestly felt sorry for my mother – she could never keep up. My body was continually turning into that of a woman’s, and it was getting very obvious to the boys at school. When I was younger, they used to make fun of me because my boobs were big for my age. They’d laugh and tell me I had ‘big jugs’, a term that made them laugh even more. By the time I was 15, however, they began to realise that their teasing had been a mistake, because I started …
A Hidden Lesson
Simon was despairing about when exactly he was going to lose his virginity. At eighteen years old, he was the only left in his social group at college who hadn’t lost their virginity. In fact, he had rarely experienced any sexual contact to speak of and he was getting pissed off listening to his friends stories about their carnal exploits. It wasn’t as if Simon wasn’t attractive. With deep frustration, he would look at himself in the mirror on a daily basis and wonder where he was going wrong. Simon was tall, approaching six foot two in height. He had a nice broad chest and shoulders and his physique was leaning more to that of an adult rather than a teenage boy. His shoulder length dark wavy hair framed his face and complimented his almond shaped brown eyes. He had been complimented once on his brooding appearance saying that he reminded them of Heathcliffe. Okay, that particular compliment had been delivered by his Aunt Mandy but she had slept with over a hundred and twenty eight people and she was only twenty eight years old. With that kind of fucking success ratio, surely she must know what’s she’s talking about? In fact, it was Mandy who had awakened Simon’s sexual thoughts. There had been a party held at home to celebrate his mother’s fortieth birthday. Mandy was his mother's younger sister and she point blank refused to let Simon call her Aunt Mandy. “God, just call me Mandy,” she’d exclaimed. “Aunt makes me sound positively prehistoric.” Simon’s mother, Alison, …
Memories of the ex-wife
My ex-wife Linda and I had a wonderful sex life, and fantasy play was a big part of that. We had one reoccurring fantasy that always seemed to get her super hot. It was always talk or sex stories about a three-way with another guy. She knew about my past, and even knew the people involved, and the three-ways I had been involved with my best friend Bob and ex-girlfriend Wendy. My best friend, Bob, was her old boyfriend, and my old girlfriend, Wendy, was a friend of hers. She said she was jealous that she didn't get to try one out in her single years, but she didn't want to risk screwing up our marriage, so it would stay a fantasy. The only way she would ever consider it, is if we were far away on holidays, and the opportunity just presented itself, without being forced. Every year, we took a tropical holiday somewhere to get away from the cold winter weather. This year, we were going to Puerto Vallarta, for 3 weeks. We spent the first week catching up on our tans, snorkeling, scuba diving, eating out at different restaurants, and wandering for hours taking in the sights. It was a nice relaxing come-down, from our hectic work lives. The second week we were looking for a little more excitement, so we went wave-riding, parachute sailing, deep sea fishing, played sand volleyball and went out clubbing. At one particular club, we had managed to score a, hard to get, table, after four people got up to leave. We ordered drinks, and were relaxing, having romantic conversation and …
Part 3 – Wife’s Past The Early Days of
After she moved in with me, we fell into a routine of love making. She would wake up in the morning ready for sex and then would come home from work ready for sex. At night when we made love, I would make her come two or three times, before I came. It started to be a quest for her to make me cum as fast as she did. And as I said before she realized that by her telling me about her past she could make me cum. Not only could she make me come but she would make me cum fast and hard. So she started telling me about her first fucks. Turns out after she fuck her first boyfriend for a while he lost interest in her. She, on the other hand really liked making guys cum, the feeling them inside her and the taste of cum in her mouth. But most of the guys did not make her cum when they fucked her, she had to do that by herself after she got home. By the time she graduated from high school she had a reputation of being easy. If she liked you, you would get fucked, if not she would suck your dick and at least make you cum. As she stated she always being asked out. It turned her on that guys wanted her. She could not “date” until she was a junior so most of her stories had her sneaking out and around to meet the guys. Around this time she also developed a taste for beer, so if you were nice, asked her out and had beer (which the older guys had) you could get in her pants and have a memorable time with her. She also told me that around this time, she learned that girls could make her cum …