They should never have made me a doctor Randall decided. Or they should put something in the coffee to stop him feeling horny. He'd go to hell one day, he was sure of it. He drew the curtain around the examination table and tried not to stare as the young woman obligingly unbuttoned her blouse. He breathed on his stethoscope. It was the oldest joke in the world and she smiled shyly and blushed at the same time. She had a lovely pair of tits, young and firm and pert. Pushed together and lifted up as if for presentation. Kissable tits, smooth white skin. A jade bra of lace and dreams. She held her blouse and avoided his eyes, looked somewhere else. Shy and sexy with big, dark eyes, long, blonde hair about her shoulders. "Deep breaths, Sandra?" He held ... Read More»

I don't even realize I've gotten back to my desk. Automatically I grab my coat. It takes me a minute to remember that I'm going home. I look once more around the office. No one is there. The lamp that had been on earlier is now turned off. Standing by my desk I think for a moment, then head over to the other side of the office. I have to think about it, but I find the desk that had the light on. Its neat, a few papers and drawings laid out on the tabletop. I look around; I don't see anything that has a name on it. Sitting down, I turn on the laptop at the desk. The screen flickers for a few seconds and then the login screen pops up. Just like my computer this one says the name of the user, "Melissa Andrews." I turn the computer off and stand, ... Read More»

I was a late bloomer sexually because we lived on a farm where there wasn't many girls and I was a shy thin freckle faced thin boy. My first time having sex was at a whorehouse in Southeast Asia during the war All the strawberry boys were taken to Lilly, a plump Vietnamese prostitute, who was gentle and had broken in many a young military man. She would cover the small lamp in here room which was over the water with a red cloth to dim the room. the light made her look beautiful as she undressed,stroked, sucked and fucked the virgins to a climax. Also in the house was a secret room in the walls where soldiers and sailors were hidden when the MPs came by because the villages were off limit. Fast forward to 5 years later and I was married to one of my military ... Read More»

With a yawn Lauren sat up in her bed. She normally revelled in the opportunity to stay snuggled up in bed on a day off but this morning she was alone. Her husband Mitch had already left for work and in his place was a cold emptiness that seemed so much more then physical. Gently she patted the soft mattress she was so used to seeing filled. Raising her arms above her head she stretched some of the kinks from her lithe body. Her thin pink nighty rose up her slender legs and she felt the chill kiss of morning air rush over her. It instantly raised goose bumps along her skin and hardened the nipples standing on her small breasts. Through her dreamy haze a welcome scent tickled her nose. Turning her head she found a plate of fruit and an iced coffee on her ... Read More»

"Whoa," she gasped, sitting up in her bed and slamming her hand over the alarm clock that had interrupted her erotic dream. Glaring at it angrily, she tried to remember why she had set it for so early. She could feel her heart pounding and the flesh between her legs pulsed insistently, desperate for release. She yanked her covers up to her chin and pulled her shirt up and her panties off below the blanket. She slowly trailed her fingers down to her breasts, toying with the tips as they became hard and erect. She pinched and rubbed them lightly, feeling her pussy spasm in response. Leaving one hand toying with her breasts, she ran the other hand over her flat stomach and down to her thighs, drawing her hand a little farther up to spread her lips, ... Read More»

I guess this would be the sequel to "Red's Foray with Her First Toy" but you don't have to read that one to know what's going on. I'll simply tell you, that story was about my experience with my first clit massager/vibrating toy. It was a fun one. This story is about the day after that. I had purchased a vibe online and was somewhat patiently awaiting its arrival. The FedEx tracking number claimed it would be at my house on a certain day and when that day arrived, I was anxious. However, life wouldn't wait and so I had to leave the house with the family in tow. We were gone for several hours. When we got home, I walked up to the porch, key in hand to unlock and open the door. I saw this white box. At first I thought, Pete's flashlight came in, then I ... Read More»

I was engaging in a little selfish perversion on the computer, so I was oblivious as she crept up silently behind me. She must have been standing behind me for some time quietly watching me surf the net. Thinking she wouldn’t be home for hours I had begun my ritual of masturbating to images of woman in strapons. Just as I was increasing the tempo teetering on the verge of release she cleared her throat. I stammered some nonsense and I quickly pulled up my pants. She had a slightly amused expression on her face as I continued my attempts to make a complete sentence. She peered over my shoulder looking at the monitor, “Can I see too?” I looked back at the monitor knowing I was caught so I tried deception over outright denial. I said in a semi-confidant ... Read More»

You sound breathless. "Hello James," you slur. "Hello Mrs Gerrard. Where are you?" I ask. "Are you alone?" "In my kitchen. It's early afternoon, it's really hot outside, a fine Pennsylvania summer's day. I've got the air conditioning on. I spent the morning gardening. And you?" "I told you. Germany. Berlin. It's night, dark, pouring with rain. I can't believe I'm calling you right now." "How come you're there?" you ask, in your American drawl which never fails to turn me on. "Can't remember if I told you by email. I'm with about 20 friends, it's my mate's stag do - you know, like a batchelor party - and we've been drinking heavily. They're all sat down in a restaurant up the road. We flew over from London yesterday morning." "Do they know where ... Read More»

“You’re avoiding me.” There you were, taking up most of my doorway, tee shirt tight across your chest, jeans snug and low around your waist. I tried not to keep my gaze cast in that direction for too long during my assessment. You moved to come in, but I blocked your advance with a subtle gesture. Putting one foot forward and leaning on the wall, I ignored your comment and instead offered a bit of friendly, albeit cool, advice. “You should call before visiting someone.” “Just let me in.” You tried to move past me, but when I would not surrender my stance you paused. “Please?” A scowl was my only response, as if you had stolen my ability to talk. Which wasn’t surprising as you had already taken my ability to think. Closing the door after you made your ... Read More»

----- Tasha was nervous. She paced the tiles of the bathroom floor, her four inch heels echoing in the small space, not even bothering to stop and check her hair and makeup in the mirror. On the other side of that door was a scenario that could either make or break their new business venture, and she wasn't sure she was up to the task. "Someone's in here!" she snapped at the door, and the knocker retreated. "I can do this," she whispered, pressing her forehead against the door, laying her palms flat there to cool them. "I can do this, I can do this." So far, it had only been Tasha and a friend, or a friend of a friend, alone in their remodeled basement "Sybian Room." Now, it was an entire house full of clients ... Read More»

Sandra paced the room, though she didn't know it each step showed the fluid movement shapely legs, the sensual curvature of her body to the supple curves that were tightly hugged by a tank top and thong. Each clandestine look would land on the phone while biting her well manicured nails. Sandra was struggling with making a call, one she had never thought of before, that is until her friend Tori told her of the free sex chat line. Stopping by the phone in her room, she even put her hand on it before jerking back, fingers stretching out then balling to a fist, repeating this numerous times as she nibbled her lip. Sandra wondered if she could actually do it, thinking back to earlier at dinner. Everyone was sitting down to dinner when her Uncle Aaron showed up on ... Read More»

After milena posted a request on a cumslut adding site, in order to quench her thirst of cum, she didn't expect any answer so fast. A sex shop owner organize a cumparty for her. During the walk from her condo, she can't stop thinking about semen, thick veiny dick swollen with cum, spurting theirs man juice on her face, in her mouth. When she arrived at the backdoor of the sexshop, it was opened with a banner where it's wroten "Enter here, ye who is cum thirsthy" As milena was aroused by the banner she entered into the room. As soon as she step in, the door automatically lock. Milena inspect the room with a bit of fear, the room only had a chair and a camera, and another locked door. Next to it On a wall a one-way glass allow her to see into a other room, ... Read More»

To most people I appear shy in public, although friendly and caring. What most people don't know is that hidden behind the quiet exterior is a sex addict. I can't get enough of it! Some days I cannot stop thinking about my cock. Maybe I'm not totally obsessed with it but at least twenty times a day I do think about my cock. I think about what it looks like, what it feels like between my legs, in my briefs or in my boxers. I think about even more how it feels when I get to stroke it. I have been masturbating for most of my life and for as long as I can remember I have been jacking off at least once every day if not more. Now, as a happily married guy for over 28 years I still have to admit to enjoying some of my most intense orgasms solo. I still usually do it ... Read More»

She lay awake. Unable to sleep. She felt restless. The night was warm. She lit a candle - that would help her unwind. The glow cast a warm light over the bed. She removed her t-shirt. Too warm for clothes. She looked down at her body. Her naked breasts were soft, her nipples pert. The glow from the candle danced over her pale skin. She touched her left nipple gently, rolling it between her fingertips. She smiled to herself. She ran her finger under her left breast. She enjoyed how it tickled. She clasped the breast in her hand, squeezing it, massaging it. Moving her hand down her stomach, over the soft curves. Following her hand with her eyes. Skimming over her white lacy knickers, feeling the warmth and slight dampness through the fabric. Gently pushing ... Read More»

Still soaking wet from the pool, Paul stepped into the sauna, greeted with the familiar scent of heated wood and sterile air. That the condo had its own pool and sauna was definitely a well-appreciated bonus. But Paul was not a social swimmer, but took the exercise very seriously. Waiting until after midnight, he would grab a towel and put on his trunks, then steal down in the bowels of the building to enjoy a solo swim. The results spoke for themselves. As a man in his early thirties, he'd never been more fit. He'd seen too many men in his age group who'd already let themselves go, who allowed the passivity of an office job and the security of marriage to let their fitness slip into sloppy bulges. Paul determined not to end up like that. Of course, still ... Read More»