I have a special friend. She and I have had a unique relationship for many years. We met when she moved in next to me when she was 19 years old. We seemed to hit it off pretty good, as friends. I had recently been divorced, she was living with the love of her life. Unfortunately, they had a parting of the ways. Through the years she has had boyfriends come and go. I’ve had a couple serious encounters. We may hardly see each other for years or it may be somewhat more frequently. The last few months it has been regularly.

We have masturbated together on and off for many years.Some of my fondest memories include her. She comes over several times a week. My nickname for her is Blondie.Well, it seems Blondie isn;t getting much out of the once-a-week fucking from her boyfriend. She’s always been one who loves to play with herself, but lately almost every time she comes over, her hand is in her clothes, touching herself. Sometimes she gets herself off. To her chagrine, she’s started thinking about me when she’s home sometimes, or even with her honey. She said she doesn’t want to, but there it is. Personally, I’m honored to be thought of that way by her. (more…)

I’m Claire 39 married with two girls away at University. I live in the Carribean as my husband is a ships Captain, we met at Uni in my first year as he was finishing an engineers degree. He was my first real boyfriend and I was pregnant bu the start of the second year.

Brought up in the home counties with a younger sister and my single mum as dad died in a car crash. Mum did OK she had a good job in a hospital and dad had left us well provided for.
Mum had a few doctor friends but loooked after us and never remarried until quite recently.

We finished school after our exams and had a whole year out before Uni, my best friend Trish and her boyfriend wanted to travel to Spain and Greece. Tip was my other best friend and our neighbours son and we had more or less been brought up together. (more…)

“Sage, why aren’t you in class? And what are you doing smoking a blunt in my class?”

Looking back from my stance leaning on the windowsill, I shot an exasperated look towards Mr. Drake. He was 33 years old, but finer than any other guy in Lakewood High. 6’3 and built, almost any female who had his English class has fantasies of him asking them to stay after class. I was the only one who couldn’t give a rat’s ass about what he thought. Then again, I don’t give a rat’s ass what anybody thinks. I prepared for this meeting, though. Fourth block, Mr. Drake’s free period, he always comes to his room to grade his papers. It’s the only room on this side of the fourth floor of the school, so it’s the quietest as well. This morning, I made sure I looked my sexiest. Red lacy bra and thong, black hair that fell at the middle of my back, short skirt and a white collared button down shirt that completed the naughty school girl image. It didn’t hurt that even though I was 5’10, I had a plump ass and 36DD size breasts. (more…)

The following day at school I could not keep Ashley out of my mind. Everything I tried to think of was replaced with images of Ashley naked, fingering herself, or rubbing her tits. Most of the time these pictures came at bad times. Like at the end of classes. I was forced to carry books in front of me to try and hide my bulge. While I didn’t mind having her running through my head, it was a pain in the ass to deal with the effects.

When gym class came around and I had the chance to see her, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Ashely seemed to be giving me the look more often and swaying her ass with more force (and effect). At one point I looked over from my game of badminton, I saw her ask the teacher to leave, look and me and wink while licking her lips. I missed the birdie that landed on my court.
“Sorry man,” I said to my teammate, “I gotta take a piss real bad.”
“Whatever,” he responded angrily. I did cause us to lose a point after all. (more…)

When I turned 20, I had just graduated college with my masters in Cultural Studies, and was on my way to Argentina for a summer in culutral submission.

At 5′7″, 140, I was muscular, and strong. A soccer player since age 5, I had a passion for the field. I was well tanned year round – living in southern Texas let me be outside year round, without worry for a too-cold season of soccer. A tight, muscular waist, dainty hips, and perky breasts completed my body – with only 30 B’s, I had the perfect chest – not too big to mess up my game, but just big enough to make me sexy. My long hair fell nearly to my ass, a deep mahagony, with streaks of red that I inherited from my mother. Being outside gave me blonde highlights across my head, and the combination of deep brown, fire red, and briliant blonde gave me a striking look. My eyes were as dark as my hair, with gold that kissed and splattered across them. Full lips and high cheekbones accented my face, and thick, dark lashes gave me an ever mysterious shadow. (more…)

It’s been an already long Holiday break for me. All of my friends are still in exams at school. But my college was out at the end of last week. Its Friday with three days left until Christmas.

I know, I know they’ll came last night or will be home this morning but I was lonely. I’ve been online night after night. In fact I was out last Saturday night at the club and there were so many people, many of which were a bit older then me, but I didn’t know or recognize anyone.

I was so bored and the boredom led to ideas racing through my head. Still, I sat at the club Saturday night watching guy by guy pass me up and seeing me all alone. I did and I didn’t want the company. Sure I did, but I didn’t just want any old guy coming up to me and attempt to hit on me. I wanted the right one to come up to me. (more…)

This is a story about Scott Sonnyjohn. Scott is a 26 year old male, he works as a nurse at his local hospital. He is also heavily addicted to having sexual intercourse. Scott is six foot three, has wavy blonde hair, large bulging biceps, and a long smooth 13 inch tool. During his time at the hospital, he has had consensual sex with over 23 women, who were both patients and staff members. Scott preferred the nurses, in their skimpy tight uniforms. The mere sight of a female nurse bending over gave Scott an enormous erection. (more…)

I turned 19 last summer. I’ve been babysitting long time ago, so I’ve had a great rep with the families around here. About 2 years ago, I started working for this snobbish rich family, 2 babys, girls, and a marriage on the rocks.

But before I get into what happened one amazing fall night, let me tell you about myself. I’m tall, about 5′9″, and weigh around 145. I’m a swimmer, so I’m strong for a girl, and I tan amazingly well, thanks to my Greek heratige. I have short, choppy brown hair, almost to my shoulders, that’s loaded with highlights from the pool. I’m curvy, with a nice ass, and fantastic rack – a 36DD, and I think I need to upgrade! I’m a size 10 in jeans, thanks to my hips, but I’m toned, thanks to my sport. (more…)

I must precurse this story by saying that despite its stereotypical, fantastical elements and proportions, all events described, no matter how impossible to believe, are absolutely not
embellished and are to fact, well mostly. (more…)

I must precurse this story by saying that despite its stereotypical, fantastical elements and proportions, all events described, no matter how impossible to believe, are absolutely not
embellished and are to fact, well mostly.

My name is Evan Derby and I’m a twenty-one year old literature major at a University prestigious exclusively for its reputation as “most beligerant campus.” Two years ago I felt like kind of an odd ball on campus despite being in what most would refer to as the “in-crowd.” I was fairly popular, good looking and likeable, but was known by everyone almost exclusively as “the basketball player.” When I came to this college I came FOR basketball. I didn’t drink, do drugs, go to parties, AND I didn’t fool around with girls. I was linearly and single-mindedly focused on sports, blindingly so. Consequentially I had almost no relationships with women in college. (more…)

I guess I should begin by introducing myself. My name is Jeremy. People call me Jer. I am about 6′2″, 170 lbs, and an athletic build. I also have the country look to me. This story is about a girl I met in college. She is 5′3″, 125 lbs, beautiful build from riding horses, and an accent to die for.

We had known each other for over a year and she had just broken up with her fiance. I knew the entire time that if they broke up, she would come to me first because I was always there for her. When they broke up she called me and came over. We hung out a lot over the next two or three weeks ending in us dating. About two weeks after we began to date, Winter Break came up. She lived near the college while I lived about 2 hours away. When I went home we both spoke to our parents about her coming down to stay for a week or so. Both parents agreed no problem trusting us both greatly. (more…)

‘Finally!’ Gary thought. The last film finished 25 minutes ago, there was no way the three ushers can take that long to clear out the theatre. But apparently it did.

‘Ooh, come on’, said Jenny excitedly.

Gary shuffled along beside her and tried to hold the tickets out to the usher. It was awkward because they were trapped between his fingers in the hand that was wrapped around the popcorn box.

They found a couple of seats at the back to the left as they looked at the screen. A cycle of random adverts were being projected on the screen. ‘Here OK?’ asked Gary. (more…)

We were cash-strapped those days. My elder sister Amrita was that time doing her textile business. She was twenty seven, but looked young enough for people to think she is my younger sister. She was athletic, slim and tall. She carried herself well; dressed elegantly and was very beautiful with lovely thick silky hair which fell below her shoulder. She had a sharp nose, full lips, a well defined chin; and large eyes. However, her striking feature was her figure. Though petite, her body looked full, endowed with large yet firm breasts and a tight but wide butt. I was twenty three, five feet ten inches tall, slim and fit. We used to be very close when we were younger; but over the last few years we had drifted apart; as she was busy with her work all the time. My sister used to procure textile materials, get them designed into fashionable garments and supply them to retail outlets in Calcutta. It was during Dassera festival she needed lots of money to buy a large consignment – as that is the peak season for this business. She asked Dad to lend her money. But dad could not afford. (more…)

Everyday Emily walked by his land on her way to the bus stop. He was a stranger to these parts. He was a man in his early 40’s. A foreigner. Emily thought that perhaps he was from Malaysia. His skin was a beautiful brown. His hair was slightly wavy, silky, black and long. It flowed all the way down his back where he kept it neatly tied back in a thick braid. He had facial hair. Nothing too thick yet it covered his soft featured face in a completely attractive way. Emily was very intrigued by this man who had bought the large acreage of land next to her little place. He had showed up late one night, set up a tent and started the next morning to build. He must have been a carpenter because he was building his little house from the ground up all by himself. Emily watched as month after month his space took beautiful form and shape. (more…)

Overall impression: He is what you would call a hard working man. He is extremely determined to achieve all goals set in front of him (even if that goal includes me with my legs spread wide with my wet pussy open for him lick and suck). He dives into experiences with enthusiasm and shows a lot of pride in his achievements.

Element of surprise: He surprised me the most when I was least expecting it. This is the part that makes him very interesting. He has an element of control and a take charge attitude that makes him very appealing. He knows how to handle him self VERY well. At one moment he literally took my breath away when he slid his big juicy prick into me. I was not expecting it at all and the surprise of it made my body respond in an amazingly interesting way. First of all I don’t think I have EVER felt a penis that big in my pussy (seriously) … and was pleasantly surprised at how filled up I felt with him inside. (more…)