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A fantasy first meeting
He wasn't sure why he couldn't get her out of his mind, but she was there almost constantly. As he drives across town, he thinks of her as he passes her workplace. He thinks of her as he drives near where they met...only once. It was very public and plutonic. She was charming and beautiful. He felt a little intimidated by both of these attributes. She wasn't dressed in anything special, but he knew she was fit and very sexy and although afraid to think it at the time he wanted to know her better. He fought back thoughts of her sitting in his car, naked, nonchalantly petting her pussy while she chatted with him in a relaxed, casual manner.
He wasn’t sure why he couldn’t get her out of his mind, but she was there almost constantly. As he drives across town, he thinks of her as he passes her workplace. He thinks of her as he drives near where they met…only once. It was very public and plutonic. She was charming and beautiful. He felt a little intimidated by both of these attributes. She wasn’t dressed in anything special, but he knew she was fit and very sexy and although afraid to think it at the time he wanted to know her better. He fought back thoughts of her sitting in his car, naked, nonchalantly petting her pussy while she chatted with him in a relaxed, casual manner. Read more »
Another CFNM video.
"But he makes such a mess onto the towel," Yuka commented. "Aren't you worried it might get soiled."
I once again knelt naked in the living room and in front of a coffee table, except this time it was Yuka's living room and Yuka's table. My wife was again masturbating me. And once again, naturally, Yuka sat fully clothed and watched.
"I suppose it does," My wife answered and then thought more about it. "Sperm is so nasty, you know, especially when he expels so much of it!"
The two of them smiled at this remark. I saw them both out the corner of my eye: Katie seated in the closest position and Yuka immediately beside her. I could tell that the two of them liked the humiliation caused by their words. It somehow gave them more power, more control over me: Katie because she once again got to embarrass me, and Yuka because she got to watch.
“But he makes such a mess onto the towel,” Yuka commented. “Aren’t you worried it might get soiled.”
I once again knelt naked in the living room and in front of a coffee table, except this time it was Yuka’s living room and Yuka’s table. My wife was again masturbating me. And once again, naturally, Yuka sat fully clothed and watched.
“I suppose it does,” My wife answered and then thought more about it. “Sperm is so nasty, you know, especially when he expels so much of it!”
The two of them smiled at this remark. I saw them both out the corner of my eye: Katie seated in the closest position and Yuka immediately beside her. I could tell that the two of them liked the humiliation caused by their words. It somehow gave them more power, more control over me: Katie because she once again got to embarrass me, and Yuka because she got to watch. Read more »
Jason is called upon to help neighbor lady.
*Chapter 4: Plumber*
"Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments and suggestions (and even constructive criticisms) are welcomed."
"That was Yuka," Her first words off the phone gave me a start.
It was Saturday, four days later. I expected to hear from Yuka soon, but I never expected it so early in the morning. She and my wife were scheduled to go out later that night. I was looking forward to what might happen when they returned, after a few drinks in both of them, maybe they would even return with another movie. I expected to again see Yuka later in the day, but never expected her to call during breakfast.
*Chapter 4: Plumber*
“Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments and suggestions (and even constructive criticisms) are welcomed.”
“That was Yuka,” Her first words off the phone gave me a start.
It was Saturday, four days later. I expected to hear from Yuka soon, but I never expected it so early in the morning. She and my wife were scheduled to go out later that night. I was looking forward to what might happen when they returned, after a few drinks in both of them, maybe they would even return with another movie. I expected to again see Yuka later in the day, but never expected her to call during breakfast. Read more »
Marg & Steve get hot beside the highway.
I was driving along the highway to the arranged spot to where Marg was waiting. I could not help but think all the way there of what we planned. Marg had always fantasized of having a break down on the road and having a trucker pick her up and take her to a garage and here I was, about to make her fantasy become a reality.
Marg first got ready by dressing the way she fantasizes she is dressed for when he picks her up on the side of the road. She applies her make up liberally though instead of her normal mauve lipstick and nail polish, she applies her candy apple red with hi gloss. This goes well with the rest of her outfit consisting of black heels, stockings with seams up the back attaching to her sheer black strapless merry widow corset with demi-bra. No panties this time, as it would show lines through her tight fitted, slightly sheer and lacy dress with spaghetti straps and almost translucent from the hem just above her knees up to the tops of her thighs. Standing in the light of the day this outfit, though covering her body, the light shining on her would make her rather large 36D breasts and long legs of her 5'8" in her heels very easily noticed for anyone that happens to look.
I was driving along the highway to the arranged spot to where Marg was waiting. I could not help but think all the way there of what we planned. Marg had always fantasized of having a break down on the road and having a trucker pick her up and take her to a garage and here I was, about to make her fantasy become a reality.
Marg first got ready by dressing the way she fantasizes she is dressed for when he picks her up on the side of the road. She applies her make up liberally though instead of her normal mauve lipstick and nail polish, she applies her candy apple red with hi gloss. This goes well with the rest of her outfit consisting of black heels, stockings with seams up the back attaching to her sheer black strapless merry widow corset with demi-bra. No panties this time, as it would show lines through her tight fitted, slightly sheer and lacy dress with spaghetti straps and almost translucent from the hem just above her knees up to the tops of her thighs. Standing in the light of the day this outfit, though covering her body, the light shining on her would make her rather large 36D breasts and long legs of her 5′8″ in her heels very easily noticed for anyone that happens to look. Read more »
A morning of mutual pleasure.
I left for work this morning before the sun was up since I had a major deadline to complete at the office. My boss had agreed that as long as the finished file is on his desk by then end of today, he will consider my request to work fewer hours so I can spend more time at home with my young bride and our young baby. He was reluctant to accede to my request but since I made it on the provision that if not granted, I would leave and take the company's major clients with me to set up my own firm.
I left for work this morning before the sun was up since I had a major deadline to complete at the office. My boss had agreed that as long as the finished file is on his desk by then end of today, he will consider my request to work fewer hours so I can spend more time at home with my young bride and our young baby. He was reluctant to accede to my request but since I made it on the provision that if not granted, I would leave and take the company’s major clients with me to set up my own firm.
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How he ended up naked at a party - again!
"Feedback is welcome."
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My name is Tony and this is my story of how I found a new life and great sex in the big city. I'm 29 and well built (I played nose guard in college) but not overweight for my size. I keep my hair short and am proud of my physique. I visit the gym at least twice a week and have never had any trouble attracting the ladies. That said, I haven't had many girlfriends, having had a six year relationship that ended when she left me for some rich banker who drove a Porsche.
“Feedback is welcome.”
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My name is Tony and this is my story of how I found a new life and great sex in the big city. I’m 29 and well built (I played nose guard in college) but not overweight for my size. I keep my hair short and am proud of my physique. I visit the gym at least twice a week and have never had any trouble attracting the ladies. That said, I haven’t had many girlfriends, having had a six year relationship that ended when she left me for some rich banker who drove a Porsche. Read more »
Meeting your Internet sweetheart for the first time.
As we talked about, you got the hotel room ready for my arrival. After a 12 hour drive, all I want to do is pass out as I spill into the room, the suitcase, laptop camera and camcorder in tow. Most if it winds up on the floor next to the door as I collapse on the bed. It's hard as nails, but having sat in a car for the past 1000 miles, it's pretty comfy.
I wake to the phone ringing. My 10 am wake up call. I roll off the bed and head to the shower. 30 minutes later, I begin unloading the hardware. The laptop goes on the table, camcorder tripod off to the side, digital camera next to the bed along with the camcorder. The iPod and speakers go on the other side of the bed. After a bit, it's all set.
As we talked about, you got the hotel room ready for my arrival. After a 12 hour drive, all I want to do is pass out as I spill into the room, the suitcase, laptop camera and camcorder in tow. Most if it winds up on the floor next to the door as I collapse on the bed. It’s hard as nails, but having sat in a car for the past 1000 miles, it’s pretty comfy.
I wake to the phone ringing. My 10 am wake up call. I roll off the bed and head to the shower. 30 minutes later, I begin unloading the hardware. The laptop goes on the table, camcorder tripod off to the side, digital camera next to the bed along with the camcorder. The iPod and speakers go on the other side of the bed. After a bit, it’s all set. Read more »
After a little sleep, I surprise you on the roof.
*Just a Night Out Ch. 5: The Roof*
Roughly three hours after our exhausting sexual marathon, you awake alone in the dark of our room. I have left a note for you with instructions to meet me on the top floor of the hotel at a certain room number. You slide on some clothing, wondering at my plans. You see that my clothes are still strewn all over the room from the frenzy to be naked with each other when we came in.
You head to the top floor in the elevator, and all is quiet in the very early morning hours. The number is that of the access to the pool on the roof. There is a piece of paper poking out of the door, with something taped inside the fold. You pull out a key card and read the note.
*Just a Night Out Ch. 5: The Roof*
Roughly three hours after our exhausting sexual marathon, you awake alone in the dark of our room. I have left a note for you with instructions to meet me on the top floor of the hotel at a certain room number. You slide on some clothing, wondering at my plans. You see that my clothes are still strewn all over the room from the frenzy to be naked with each other when we came in.
You head to the top floor in the elevator, and all is quiet in the very early morning hours. The number is that of the access to the pool on the roof. There is a piece of paper poking out of the door, with something taped inside the fold. You pull out a key card and read the note. Read more »
Internet lovers progress to phone sex.
He was an exhibitionist... and voyeur. She was a voyeur, though she didn't know it yet. It would be the first of many things he'd teach her.
She found him by chance, out of boredom, while surfing the sex website she had just joined due to dissatisfaction in her own bedroom. She had looked at others that day, musing how males being watched only get a few viewers while females, even if not doing anything, rack up numbers hard to believe.
She watched him for just a bit but there was something about the way he stayed hard, even when he wasn't touching, that made her stay longer than she intended. It also made her wonder what his face looked like had she been on top of him. He was well endowed and had a chest full of hair but kept his face hidden. By the time she was finished watching that day, she had memorized every visible inch of his body and it was he whom she saw in her mind's eye when she came.
He was an exhibitionist… and voyeur. She was a voyeur, though she didn’t know it yet. It would be the first of many things he’d teach her.
She found him by chance, out of boredom, while surfing the sex website she had just joined due to dissatisfaction in her own bedroom. She had looked at others that day, musing how males being watched only get a few viewers while females, even if not doing anything, rack up numbers hard to believe.
She watched him for just a bit but there was something about the way he stayed hard, even when he wasn’t touching, that made her stay longer than she intended. It also made her wonder what his face looked like had she been on top of him. He was well endowed and had a chest full of hair but kept his face hidden. By the time she was finished watching that day, she had memorized every visible inch of his body and it was he whom she saw in her mind’s eye when she came. Read more »
An eggstra special holiday.
"This is not just a holiday story, but rather a tale of two newly weds, Rachel and Geoffrey, who have begun a new holiday tradition on this, their first Hanukkah together. In the spirit of the holiday they are exchanging eight sexy gifts on each of the eight nights. You don't need to be Jewish to appreciate the story. Neither must you have read the other parts of the series, but you might appreciate it more if you have. Enjoy!"
"You must have me confused with someone else," I said into the phone. "I didn't make an appointment to have my hair styled."
“This is not just a holiday story, but rather a tale of two newly weds, Rachel and Geoffrey, who have begun a new holiday tradition on this, their first Hanukkah together. In the spirit of the holiday they are exchanging eight sexy gifts on each of the eight nights. You don’t need to be Jewish to appreciate the story. Neither must you have read the other parts of the series, but you might appreciate it more if you have. Enjoy!”
“You must have me confused with someone else,” I said into the phone. “I didn’t make an appointment to have my hair styled.” Read more »