I had mixed emotions on the drive home after meeting the author of so many intimate stories that was, in part, based upon myself and my sensuality. Here I am, married, and I'm having active fantasies about an older man who is turning me into jelly. Who I let touch me so intimately just a few short minutes ago. Who I want to release the whirlwind of sexual appetite that I have. Somehow I arrive home without incident or accident, unless you count the drenched panties I have on. Taking a few moments to collect myself I enter my humble abode and a return of my daily life. But instead, I rush to my computer and check for an e-mail I'm hoping is there. And it is. It read: "Hi, I hope you made it home okay and thank you so much for meeting today. I hope the liberties I've taken was okay. You seemed to show interest in being led overall and with stories in topics like this and would love to show you how a sensual massage would really make you feel sexy, especially if I were to verbally tell you a story at the same time. And, as I have shared before, I would just enjoy hoping you realize your sensual self as I can. When you have a moment just let me know what path you'd like the next story or another piece of information to base a story on and I'll write up something lickety-split." I couldn't think at the moment and really needed to digest everything. It took about a week before I responded, "I'd like you to write about our next meeting. How would it go and what would happen." …
Sex Studio Secrets #18:: Sasha and Ashtyn-1
Sasha is as sexy as tall towering an inch over me, she introduces attractive Ashtyn tasty teen to me Ashtyn is still a virgin till one evening suddenly something very sexy hot happens to the tasty teen Her first erotic experience is a triple tongue fuck from sexy Sasha after her baby-sitting evening! She is too amazed to repay that debt the same night but she soon plans to even their mutual account Ashtyn invites Sasha for a common coffee to seduce her further and get her first fuck from strap-on Swedish Sasha is a fine friend, a cunning colleague writing tasty true sexy stories from her love life Ashtyn is unexpectedly her last conquer, whom she met as dod of a dear friend, hired her as babysitter Sasha comes home one night a bit tipsy from an evening out with friends, notices Ashtyns awesome bums Her heated hormones do the rest which goes fast from kissing to pulling her jeans down to tongue fuck Ashtyn enjoys three orgasms from her experienced tongue as a tip on top of her normal fee that night! Time to tell some more about these two lovely looking lesbian lovers in all their cunning contrasts Everything is very impressive at Sasha: raven black long hair, very tall and big firm boobs D-size Ashtyn is a petite pretty blonde beauty and completely inexperienced in making love with someone yet Cute little tits, shaven slit looking like the virgin she is until Sasha intimate initiates the teen Her hot first female lover is almost eight year older, soon she shall reach her …
My best sexstories
Whether I’m writing about joining the mile high club, attending a “kissing party”, or the joy that comes with not caring about pubic hair, I often address my sex life directly. Sometimes, I even dispense unsolicited advice based on personal experiences on matters such as staying faithful, and which awkward scenarios couples should expect to face in the sack. For this roundup of sensual stories, however, I cast a wide net. What I discovered is that everyone seems to have a saucy tale worth sharing. Below are the top 5 anecdotes of the lot, which are sure to leave you flesh thirsty. (Each story has been edited for clarity.) 1. Jerking around in-flight (male, 30) My college girlfriend had an insatiable appetite for sex. So an hour before heading to the airport to catch a flight to Italy in 2002 (the trip was our graduation gift to ourselves), we had sex. By the time we were boarding, she was already ready for more. Naturally, we checked out the plane’s bathroom, but we agreed that it looked too cramped for a mid-air romp. Undeterred, my gal summoned a flight attendant shortly after takeoff and requested two blankets. Then she draped the navy blue polyester throws over my lap, slipped her hand beneath the makeshift barrier, withdrew my dick, and massaged me to erection. Bear in mind that we were in a three- seat row. She was by the window, I was in the center, and a middle-aged European dude neither of us knew was sitting near the aisle. While jerking me off as slowly as …
I had 3 way last night and it was awesome
It was a slow sunday night at my favorite bar — which usually means I'm going to find some way to get myself into trouble. I'm drinking a whiskey cocktail when some obscenely young couple slides up next to me. They barely look old enough to be there. He's the typical lanky techbro type with curly hair and glasses, and she's a petite, voluptuous scene girl with pink hair and a houndstooth dress that barely covers her areolas. I didn't think there were any "scene" girls left. What a treat. They looked confused at the menu, and I do love providing clarity on life's problems. So I begin explaining the various drinks to them, and encourage them not to worry — everyone has to start somewhere. They get their drinks and she starts subtly flirting with me. Prolonged eye contact, fidgeting, biting the lip, etc. He's naturally oblivious. They reveal that they're 21, and they've been dating for a year. So we have a few more drinks, share some more stories, and eventually the conversation comes around to sex. We start idly discussing fantasies and she mentions, "I've always wanted to be fucked by two guys at once". I quip that she certainly seems up to the task, but I barely know her. We have a good laugh and finish our drinks. Amateur night, but I suppose I'm the magnanimous type. They mentioned that they're looking for a neighborhood, so I invite them to my place for one last whiskey. We arrive at my condo and within the first drink, she starts turning the conversation back to sex. …
Nice Things Come in Small Packages
I have successfully raped a dozen women in my time. By “successful”, I mean, I have yet to be caught by the authorities. Which is a good thing because being caught would mean the big house, and I would not want to go there because I have it on good authority that the life expectancy of sexual predators in prison is quite short. For this reason I am very careful in carrying out my “hobby”. Being quite intelligent has been a big plus for me. One day I might get caught. Or, I might “retire” before then. We’ll see. My tastes are varied and the only thing these dozen ladies have had in common is that there were all hot, in one way or another. Some were blondes, some brunettes, and then was an unbeatable redhead once. The girls raged in age from 18 (I am not a pedophile) to late thirties. They also have tended to range in size, and I thought it would be interesting to relate my experiences with the smallest of my victims. At a later date I can provide an account of what it was like with the largest of them. Sort of “book end” stories, if you will. I normally am not that attracted to smaller women, but I do take things on a case-by-case basis, and if a girl has what it takes to make my head swivel as she passes, then I don’t care if she could fit in a match box. The girl I am going to tell you about almost could have fit in a match box. Her driver’s license listed her at 5’1” and 95 pounds. Well, that would have to be a pretty big match box, but you get my point. And no, she wasn’t …
My Last Morning With Melissa
Ah, Melissa. That’s a name that brings back fond memories of a time of passion and illicit romance. Even now, I can taste the hint of cinnamon on her lips and sense the subtle fragrance of an obscure flower that was the essence of the perfume she wore. Melissa and her husband, a stoic and foolish man whose unpronounceable name I have chosen to forget, lived in the same apartment complex as I. Even so, she might never have come to my attention if not for the fact that we did our laundry at the same time of the morning. For many weeks we would pass by one another, nodding and wearing that friendly smile that one puts on around a stranger. I had, of course, noticed that she was an attractive woman. Being the man that I am, I never failed to let my eye be turned by a pretty face. Her petite figure and the delightfully graceful bounce in her step were a joy to behold. Having made note of her wedding ring though, I more or less considered her out of bounds as a possible playmate. Truthfully, that was more because of the actual proximity of her husband rather than any real personal ethic against adultery. To be completely honest, had I met her at a place farther from home, I might not have been quite so reluctant to become something more than just ‘that guy she met down at the laundry.’ Melissa, as I said, was a very attractive woman. She was about thirty as I recall, a bit younger than I was at the time. She was small, standing no more than five feet two inches tall and if she …
One Trick Penny – Chapter 4
Torrents on the Machine I should have felt guilty. What I was doing was a complete invasion of Dave’s privacy; going into his laptop and finding his hidden folder of pornography, while he slept, recovering from last night’s adventure. However, it wasn’t as his wife, that I was doing it. I wasn’t trying to police his intake of erotic images and stories. No, this was research for Penny to understand her client’s sexual proclivities and trigger points. Most of his smut was the standard naked babes in various positions of display. Not much I could do off that. Then there was the obligatory chick-on-chick section. For some reason, all men seem to fantisize about this. Perhaps later on, but not something I wanted to get into at that time. Then there was a folder labeled FEMDOM. I’d already started down the path of female domination a few nights ago. We were having a good run at it, but I wanted to add some new kinks. There were a few twists I could add to my domination catalogue. I noted a subfolder dedicated to high-heels and trampling; walking across a bound and prostrate naked male. Then I found a folder relating to Women on Machines. I wasn’t familiar with this particular branch of fetish. It seems that there are devices about the size of logs that push a mounted latex dildo into a woman’s vagina to replace the movements of a male as in the act of intercourse. I gathered there is a manufacturer of such machines called Sybians, although there are a number of other more home made …
She made my life better
This is going to be the best night of my life, today I was going to finally act on my feelings towards my loving girlfriend on 7 years. Tonight is our anniversary (January 1st) and I’ve been planning this for almost 5 years, I almost got caught with it a few times but my smooth awkward personality quickly dispersed her inquisitive nature. Tonight I was going to propose to my girlfriend and there was nothing in this world that could make me happier. Let me give you like a little image of me and my girlfriend, my name is Bradley but she loves calling me Puppy, daddy and Master; I stand at around 6’ 4” (193 cm) and I’m a pretty big fluffy guy at 290lbs (131.5 kg), I look average I’d say but not perfect by any means in my eyes, though my girlfriend sees me as a gorgeous stunning model I think. I have stretched ears and a mean looking face and long curly hair (which I personally hate), so I guess that makes people look at me differently but I don’t really care. Now let me tell you about my fine as sweet wine girlfriend, her name is Josey and she loves being called kitten baby darling babycakes and during sex she LOVES being called a slut and baby, she is petite and small compared to me, she’s at least 5’ 1” (155 cm) and barely 90lbs (40 kg). She has an adorable small face and the best body ever, she may be small but her boobs (a nice borderline C) and ass are perfectly sized for her, I love grabbing her ass because it fits perfectly in my big hands and it’s so firm and soft …
Shocked
Kay age 30 never married has been without a man in her life for eighteen months, she is tired of masterbating to satisfy her sexual need. She is 5' 6" tall with a small slim petite body, small breasts, and long brown hair. Her girlfriends told her she is the type of woman I have been dating recently. They have been telling her the rumors and stories about my sexual prowess and my huge cock, they have encourged her to accept my invitation to spend an evening with me. Kay is nervously sitting in the living room, she is shocked when I walk in. I'm an incredible site – chubby, pale, balding who is around fifty five, with a hugely engorged cock and balls. " Nice to see you Kay. Now I can finally have fun with you Kay." As I said this, I pull her towards me and embraced her, managing to caress her breasts as I pull her in. At first, Kay struggled, but she finally gives in as she feels my embrace. She knew that she would do anything to keep her job. She had become one of those slutty girls. But she didn't care. She needed this. I let go of her and circled around her, admiring her. " Good, now take off your clothes." she did as she is told, not wanting to anger me. Kay slipped off all of her clothes. " Your panties and bra, Kay. Please, hurry. I don't have all night." Quickly she slips off her bra and panties. She is hot, she has a slim body. Her brown hair fell to her mid-back, her dark eyes ecuntiated with light makeup, her 34C breasts, and her shaved pussy. Kay is proud of her …
Nothing Sweeter Than a Step Daughter
**** Another repost, please let me know any suggestions in comments or PM. Planing to do a revision of all my stories. ****** "Ugh. Fuck yea, oh yeah, ummph, uh, uh, uh!" Lilly heard him grunting in her ear. She couldn't see his expression because he was behind her. It seemed like this spooning position was his favorite and doggy style a close second. Not like before, when it was sensual and she felt special. "Yeah baby, oh sweetie. Just like that!" Lilly rolled her eyes. She wasn't doing anything but laying on her side, while he pumped his hips against her, his penis going in and out it's short length, bringing him toward climax while she watched the muted tv in the corner of the room. "Oh, oh, oh, oh jesus, oh jesus, yes, yes, yes!! Unnnnng!" Lilly felt his arm grip wrap around her waist and pull her to him, as he rammed his hips to her buttocks and held there for a moment, tensed. Lilly felt the warm sensation of his cum pouring into her. His nails were digging into her tummy, his other hand was massaging her thigh, his mouth and teeth biting her young shoulder while their points of contact on her back, and ass were wet with his sweat. He thrust a few more times, and then his grip lightened. His hips fell back a bit, his member just barely still inserted. As was the case these days, he was asleep in just moments, lightly snoring. Lilly waited until his cock has softened significantly and pulled forward slightly felling the head pop free. She slowly and gingerly got out …
A maternal Affair- Part 2(finale) by crazytownfuck
A Maternal Affair: Part II My Mother's, My Girlfriend (This is the sequel to maternal affair fully updated..) Forum: i****t Chat > Mothers and sons New Topic >> Hi everyone Posted by Debbie at 3:23PM GMT July 1, 2004 Hi everyone, I've been a bit of a lurker at this forum for a while, just reading other people's stories. I can't describe how fantastic it is to find that there are not only mothers (and sons!) who share my love of i****t, but also that there are those who indulge in such a relationship. One of the principle features of an i****tuous relationship is that it is 'taboo' and 'secret', but paradoxically it is the taboo – and not to mention i*****l – nature of the relationship that makes you want to speak out about it, to proudly boast that you've gone beyond the tedious limits of most other people. Some of my friends feel sorry for me because they think I'm single and I have to bite my lip to point out that I'm quiet sexually sastisfied, thank you very much, all thanks to my son, Jake. Luckily, there is the internet! Here, like you other regulars, I can safely and anonymously make my proud decleration that I fuck my own son, that we have an extraordinarily intense relationship, both sexual and otherwise…whilst not creating a scandal out here in the real world where I'd dare not give rise to any suspicions as to what I get up to with my boy! Just to introduce myself, my name is Debbie and I am aged 31. I had my son Jake when I was only a teenager. Jake is 15 now …
Fuck buddy seduces son
My son Ethan turned 18 about six months ago. He's kind of a nerd, and socially awkward, but a handsome kid and very smart. He grew up with me, a single dad, for most of his life. Recently I had begun to worry he would never get a girlfriend – other than one girl he "dated" for about 2 weeks in high school, he's never really had any experience with girls. For a while when he was younger I thought maybe he was gay (which would be fine with me) because he didn't seem to show much interest in girls. I was careful not to have women cycling in and out of his life when he was a kid. Despite my voracious appetite for sex, I always met my fuck buddies at their place, or we would get a hotel room, etc. Over the years I had a few real relationships with women that he eventually met and got to know. When Ethan was 15 my 25 year old girlfriend moved in. She was cute and perky, high sex drive, and not bashful at all. Sometimes she would run around the house in skimpy outfits and sometimes I thought he was checking her out, but really couldn't tell for sure. During the course of our relationship she had of course sent me some dirty selfies, and I took some pictures of her myself. After we had broken up and she moved out, one time my son borrowed my iPad without asking. When I got home and turned it on, a picture of her spread wide with a finger in herself was up on the screen. Clearly he'd been taking a gander at them. Between that and porn links I found in our home computer history, I …
Meeting Joan for the first time
Hi I'm Tom. I've written several stories about my wife Joan and her voracious sexual appetite. I thought I'd write about our first meeting and our early dates. I met Joan in college. We were at a frat party and it was getting pretty wild. This wasn't my scene, so I was easing toward the front door. At the door there was a beautiful girl also sneaking out. I paused on the porch and said hello. She smiled shyly and said, "Hello to you too." I said, "Pretty wild in there?" She shrugged and headed down the front stairs. I thought, "What a beauty." A few days latter I was sitting in the triangle with some friends just lazing an Autumn day away. The trees were blazing with fall colors and there was the sweet smell of dying leaves. I saw the girl from the party walking across the triangle in a plaid skirt, white blouse and carrying a full green canvas book bag. I waved to her and she gave me a tentative wave. I said to one of my friends, "Who is that girl?" My friend Bill said, "She's Joan something or other. The guys she's dated say she's very cold." A few weeks went by and I saw Joan in the Library. I walked over to the table where she was sitting and said, "Hi again. What are you reading? " She blushed and showed me the book "Human Sexuality." I said, "Pretty deep stuff." She shrugged, blushed and went back to her book, pretty much freezing me out. I continued to run into Joan around campus but made no headway in getting to know her and her getting to know me. The next semester …