What a fucking hot day to be doing this. It was sweltering. The middle of goddamn July, and Julie was here, suspended 21 floors up, hanging here, washing pigeon shit off windows. But worse still, most of these were windows that were actually clean already. So she was really suspended 21 floors up, cleaning clean windows and waiting for the day to end. Well, at least she was making good hazard pay, get tanned, and could stay away from desks and politics. Her squeegee dipped into the bucket. This squeegee had cleaned a few windows, a select few, with strange and wild things going on behind them. Julie had seen a few things during her nearly three years at this job. Nothing she was particularly thankful for having seen though. The freakiest was a fat guy with ... Read More»

Husband and wife get the knott This is not my story I am just reposting it. If this is your story and would like me to take it down just let me know and I will do so. Bernard zoophilia b********y masturbation oral couple Let me make it absolutely clear before I start with this true tale, I am not in anyway gay. I have never wanted to be fucked by another man or even thought about getting intimate with a member of the same sex. Sure, I love watching two women going at it, in fact, I derive great pleasure from seeing a couple of girls suck and fuck each other. Tongues and fingers going to work. Breast to breast or sixty-nine, I don't mind. It's a male thing I guess, though I am not sure what the girls think. It's okay if they are inclined toward ... Read More»

Sliding my dick deeper into Fatima Allemand's asshole, I let out a sigh of pleasure. Anal sex is one of my favorite things in the world. Right up there with breathing and making money. I was in a funk over losing a ton of money due to identity theft and being forced to postpone my summer trip to my native New England. To get over all that, this big-booty, light-skinned Djibouti woman in her mid-thirties is exactly what the doctor ordered. I have a thing for African women, folks. Makes sense since I'm of African descent myself, technically. In case you're wondering who in hell this is, I guess introductions are in order. Time to meet the daring bastard who actually lived this tale. The name is Stevenson Voltaire, by the way. A big and tall young Black man of ... Read More»

I never thought I'd have any fun at a wedding. The food is bad, the conversation is worse and the only thing to do is drink. And to make matters worse, all the available good looking females were religious. It was turning out to be a real nightmare. At least I looked good in a tux. I was wandering around, trying desperately to avoid a few people that I knew would launch into the whole "what are you doing these days" talk. Then I saw her. She was about my height, with shoulder length honey blonde hair. She had dark eyes and a smile that could light up a room. Her skin was flawless and smooth. She was wearing a knee length skirt that was conservative and alluring at the same time. It came down just to her knees, allowing me a view of her perfect ... Read More»

I heard him pull into the driveway and quickly jumped up to greet him at the door. I was in desperate need to feel him, not just inside of me, but on me as well. I had spent the better half of my afternoon preparing myself for him to come home. I decided I would stay in my attire of that day's errand running, just jeans and a black spaghetti strap tank top. I received a little innocent flirting through my day so my ego was boosted. Seems most of the men I encountered through my day enjoyed the view when I bent over the various counters. I was wearing a sexy pink push up bra that pushed my breasts together and out, one of his favorites as well. I got back home and walking into the slightly dark house the coolness of the air conditioner hit my face and the ... Read More»

As I look around the subway train cart, I can’t help but wonder what I did to deserve being dumped. I was a good girlfriend. I was passionate, I helped him when he needed it, and we fucked all the time. What more could he want? Maybe someone less aggressive. Maybe he just wanted a meek little thing. Well that wasn’t me. No way. What are the odds that everyone in this cart was a male? I guess that makes sense: it’s a man’s world. Nine business men, and one lonely female, out of house and job. Typical. Still, what’s to say a girl can’t have a little fun? I stand up and grin, rest my hands against the nearest bar, and stretch languorously. Like a cat. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a man watching me. I stretch further back, and I feel my ample breasts ... Read More»

As my husband pulled his car into the garage, he had to be very careful. Getting the car into the garage was always a tight fit. He was deliberate, but was able squeeze it in next to my SUV. He had been traveling on business for the last four days. Usually when he comes home from these long trips he is was very tired and just happy to be home. As he came in the backdoor with his suitcase, I was standing in the kitchen. "You didn't take the garbage out before you left town," I said. He looked at me with a little surprise but also frustration. I didn't plan to speak to him this way, but it just came out. "Nice to see you too," he said sarcastically. He walked right past me and went to the bedroom to put his stuff up and unpack. He ... Read More»

"But it's dangerous Jen. You weigh what? Maybe 98 pounds, how are you going to fight off some pervert?" Dad was gesturing wildly, in danger of knocking over his own coffee. The stains on the table cloth marked past arguments around this table. "I'm up to a hundred and three pounds thank you very much. Besides there will be two big burly man cops parked across the street covering my ass. Don't worry dad." I said. That had been only this morning but my confidence was fading. Across the street now seemed a million miles away. I was wearing a wire so Travis and Gleason could hear but not talk back to me. The gun in my purse was little comfort. You can't quick draw from a hand bag. I wore thong underwear to get into the role, but now out on the street I felt ... Read More»

Roxie lay face down and naked on the bed, feeling Alan's fingers tracing lazily along her spine, curving over the globes of her rather plump bottom and skating gently back to the nape of her neck. This was the first time she had been able to feel so relaxed and uninhibited with her new boyfriend, and that was because, for the first time since she had returned home from university in the summer, her parents were away for the night and there was no fear of them being interrupted. By nature Roxie was a passionate and sometimes vocal lover, and having to remain mute and unenthusiastic for fear of her parents hearing her had put something of a dampener on proceedings until now. She wasn't normally that shy, but somehow the thought of her parents listening to her ... Read More»

It was a Sunday night sometime around eight thirty and it was dark and already as myself and my fuck buddy Carol walked down a long alleyway between a row of houses on our way back from the garage where we had got some smokes. As we walked along I noticed a woman in a window with the light on, so I pointed it out to Carol and we slowed down to get a better look. The alleyway goes between two rows of back yard and then curves around to the front, there was a chain low fence that we were able to climb over so we were closer. The owners of the house had built a small room on to the back of there house and it then made it in to a bedroom for what looked like there daughter. As myself and Carol creep ed up on the window, giggling and having a laugh a young man ... Read More»

My name is Simon, i was 16 years old when i went anal with Anna. Anna was a friend of mine, she was 13 at the time. We lived next door to each other and oneweekend both our parents were out of town so anna stayed at mine as our parents thought it was safer if we stayed together. my parents left at 5 in the evening and Anna came round half an hour later. I put some music on and got some beer out of the fridge and we started drinking. Soon we had drank all that was in the fridge and we were both fairly drunk, i started to flirt with her and she respnded by touching my knee. i then put my arm around her and moved closer, stroking her thigh. I got closer still and could smell her perfume, it was then that we kissed each other, our toungues exploring each others ... Read More»

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to find a position in the hard wooden desk that wouldn't cause my ass to go numb. Just five more minutes. Five more minutes and then my weekend could begin. I hated friday classes. They always seemed to drag on, and this one was no different. And to make matters worse, this particular lecture took place in the oldest classroom on campus, complete with hard wooden chairs circa 1904. I put my pen down, clenching and unclenching my tired fingers as I continued to listen to Dr. Cross's rousing lecture on skeletal muscle physiology. Glancing around the room, I noticed the rest of the class was just as bored as I was. Slumping back into my seat, I crossed my arms and began to wait out the last few agonizing ... Read More»

Natalie had spent the day in the countryside, seeing the sites and spending time at the local bazaar, buying souvenirs for her friend's back home. She returned to the hotel. She browsed through everything she bought, mostly hand made items and then decided to take a shower before dinner. Tonight was going to be a first-class meal at the local restaurant and Natalie was going to dress up to celebrate the occasion. Captain Gonzales was the head of the Cuban Secret Police. Airport security had told him about Natalie and how submissive she was, allowing them to sexually abuse her and forcing her to cum. He had been watching her since she first arrived, including her discussions with certain subversive elements in Cuba. He stared at the television screen in front ... Read More»

It was a nice, cool day out. It was a perfect day for a run, and even though I'm terrible at it, I felt like I really wanted to, because I love exercise - just not running. But, I wanted to run, so I did. It's better for me if I run with a partner so I called up my friend Cheryl - Cher for short. She is one of the most beautiful women I know, making running way more difficult and uncomfortable, but she's also very sweet and takes it easy on me, unlike other people I could ask. "Hello?" Cheryl asked. "Hi Cher! It's me. I need a running mate, not for the presidential bid, but just so I stick to it. Can you join me?" I said. Cheryl said, "Sure. I'll be over in a few minutes; we can run the trail by your place." "That's what I was thinking too. I'll talk ... Read More»

Joe Kelley steered his car into the parking garage, found an open spot, turned the car off, and took a deep breath. It was the day of his annual physical. He had no reason to be nervous but anything medical caused him some anxiety. Joe made his way into the large medical office building and up to the 8th Floor to the office of Dr. John O'Connor. It took several minutes to check in with Judy, the office assistant. He knew the routine. Fill out the information sheet, give her the insurance card, and settle in for a wait. There were three other doctors in the office and two other people sat patiently waiting. He had the last appointment of the day and he hoped the wait would not be long. The time gave Joe a few minutes to reflect. Now 45 years old, he had been ... Read More»