Oral Sex

We meet up with another female in a bar for a few drinks, she is wearing a little dress, and you can tell she has no underwear on underneath, I'm wearing a very short skirt, low cut top, and stockings. After a couple of drinks we all head back to the the hotel room that we have booked, stopping on the way to get more drinks in. As you pour the drinks me and her settle ourselves back on the bed and start kissing, taking our time as we know you are watching. She starts moving down my body, starting with...

Taking her - Part 2 - Breakfast You wake to cold water blasting on you. He is hosing you off. God you smell like a dried up whore house slut. He pulls the dildos out of your pussy and ass, then sticks the hose full blast in one then the other. When he is done he places manacles on your wrists and ankles cutting you loose from the cage. He chains your hands be hind your back and a collar and leash around your neck. Time for some exercise you worthless slut. He leads you upstairs and out the...

Being a psychiatrist, I am supposed to honor strict confidentiality with my patients. I had to get this story off my chest however, and it is one I couldn't confide in my colleges so I am changing the names to protect the innocent. My subject is a young girl who I will call Candy. I specialize in working with youths, particularly in cases relating to sex. Being a man, I usually worked with boys, but I would get some girls who just felt more comfortable talking about sex with a man for one reason or another. It was a little unusual...

Game over. Chris paced the carpet. Driven by the temptation to go back a watch his wife and her lover, but he didn’t, knowing that he was most definitely excluded from the action of their bedroom, hearing the squeals of delight, the sighs and sounds of sex coming from the room only a few feet and a couple of doors away from him was pure torment. The television played to its self, unobserved and disregarded as his minds eye played out the visions of what he knew was going on in there. Jacqui’s body writhing in its supple way, sweat glistening...

Author’s note:  This is Tiffanie’s, a former fictional playboy playmate, second story.  Her first is interracial.  You don’t have to read that one if you don’t want to, but suffice to say in Part 3 of this series, Tiffanie witnessed an incestuous act at her home involving her oldest sister Diane.  Unlike Stephanie, (who also witnessed a similar act in Part 3) it messed Tiffanie up – driving her crazy even.  She tried her best to avoid her inner incestuous desires, by drowning them with the semen of black men. Tiffanie’s first and second stories drive home the fact that all the moms in my literary...

Mike had grown up in the city most of his childhood. When he was 14 his family had moved to a small suburban town far away from the closest city. His father had been given a promotion at work but the downside was it was in a small town away from the main city. his mother was a teacher and she found it easy to find work at the local primary school. He had found it difficult to make friends as he was at his new high school but eventually made a few friends, Kate and Sophie. For some reason all...

Do you know the expression boyie girl? One of those girls that are good friends with all of the boys. Not course she’s hot or something but just ‘course she does all the stuff boys enjoys to do. They play sucker, basket, baseball and all that kinna stuff. Boyie girls often has a lot of older brothers. Nice brothers that like to play with their sister and but don’t want all that Barbie and ‘My Little Pony’ crap. Therefore she grows up with sports and videogames. Amelia was such a girl. She hat tree older brothers that, when I think about...

My name is Pat and I’ve been married to my husband, Ron, for ten years now. I love him and he’s always been good to me. I would never do anything to hurt him but last week my whole life changed. On Saturday, while Ron was out golfing, five men stopped by to buy his old clubs and I ended up having wild sex with them. I don’t know what got over me but it was like a hidden side of me finally came out. I had often joked with Ron that I was a nymphomaniac and all that pent-up pressure...

##Ke, Nivagi, and Stsm are all my girlfriends. This is what they did for my birthday.## Last Friday was my birthday, so I took the day off and slept in with Stsm. I was depressed and tired, so I opted to cancel my daytime plans and just stay in and try to get things accomplished. Later Stsm and I went out to dinner with Erma, Ke, Mira, and Nivagi. Afterwards we went to Maggie Moo’s for ice-cream, and sat around outside for a while talking about sex and Star Wars. When it got late Erma and Mira each headed home, and...

Haunted by the Futa Ghost Chapter Fifteen: Futa Ghost's Naughty Exorcism By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 “No,” I cried out in grief and regret. “No, Ōjo-sama!” Tears fell from my eyes as shame overwhelmed me. I had failed her. I stared up at her beautiful form of Mitsuko-hime dangling from the branch of the pine tree, swaying in the breeze that groaned through the cursed woods. Her eyes bulged. Her white-painted face smeared by her tears. Her sandal had fallen off. I grasped her sock-clad foot. Slime soaked her sock, covered my hand. I jumped back, gaining my feet. Shadows writhed around...