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She put her hand on my shoulder. She wouldn’t lean over to look at the screen. That would show too much interest. She was trying her best to appear detached - perhaps even mildly bored. I clicked the mouse to bring up the next image.

“You’re so photogenic.” I looked up at her from my seat in front of the computer to see her reaction.

She studied the photo for a moment. In the photo, she was sitting on the sofa with her legs pulled up to her chest smiling at the camera. The smooth white skin of her thighs was exposed above sheer black stockings with a ruffled garter. The short red satin and black lace negligee was pulled partway off one shoulder exposing a nipple. The photo was a study in contrasts. The smile said “wholesome”, the stockings said “naughty” and the rumpled negligee said “fuck me”. How could any man be so lucky and still want more? Continue reading »

David and I were spending the weekend with Tim and Angela at a cabin owned by Tim’s dad. That morning, Angela and I went for a walk and she told me that Tom and Kristen would be here this afternoon and that Tom was bringing his video equipment.

David and I had participated in some soft swings with Tom and Kristen so when Angela mentioned the video, I knew something was in the works. That’s when Angela put her arm around me and said she was glad we had had an opportunity to share some time together before they arrived. As she spoke, I realized her arm around me was more than just an affectionate hug and I must have blushed because she turned to me and said, “I hope my affection for you is not a turn off. You are really very attractive but I want you to be my friend more than anything.” Continue reading »

The trip was long, but hey, it was a daylight trip and the text messages from her made the day seem shorter. The only trouble is, after cell phone texting with Teresa for the whole day I am frustrated and extremely horny. I was looking forward to getting to my motel room to relieve the frustration so I could sleep. It’s hard to rest well with a hard on begging for attention. So, yet another session of self gratification was all I had to look forward to. “I wish she were here” I thought to myself, but then I REALLY wouldn’t get any rest! Continue reading »

Yasmine had slept the deep sleep of satisfaction after her night as the star of the show. She awoke refreshed and with a smile on her face as she remembered the fantasy that had come true only hours ago. She had told him early on of many, and he seemed determined to make each of them happen for her. She wondered what he had in store for her today. They wandered through the museum holding hands and playing and teasing with each other. He laughed and told her to behave before she got them thrown out. She felt too good to behave and told him so as she grabbed his butt and then started to run. Continue reading »

Chris woke up and could feel himself growing hard. He could feel his penis engulfed in moist warmth. He blinked, opening his eyes a little. Sandra was looking up at him, his cock in her mouth. She felt him immediately grow to full hardness in her mouth.

Sandra had spent the past couple of hours getting the kids breakfast, and then hustling them over to the neighbour’s house. She needed to spend some more time alone with Chris before they spent the day with the kids. Looks like she owed her neighbour another favour! Continue reading »

After the first four days D and I moved into a wake up routine each morning. It seemed we fucked and sucked each other for hours each night after class and were dead tired every morning. When we woke, we would shower together and then I would eat her pussy and/or she would suck my cock after we showered together and dried each other completely. It was wonderful to have this sexy young woman’s body in my hands and mouth each morning loving her pussy with my mouth tongue and hands, We just couldn’t get up early enough for 3 hours of fucking before class. So we gave each other oral pleasure in the morning. Continue reading »

It had been a long day. I couldn’t wait to get home and crawl into a hot shower, anything to rid me of this tension and grime of everyday work. I was heading for the bathroom stripping my clothes as I went, when I heard water running.

What a way to end a long day. I see you standing in the shower, your flesh glistening from the water caressing your body. I rid myself of my bra and climb in behind you giving you a bit of a start. We give each other a long lingering kiss, my hands sliding over your hot wet soapy body, caressing every muscle as I work my way down your delicious body, working the soap into a lather all over you. Continue reading »

“John had not won his bet with Tracy, yet. They each said he’d fuck Lisa and Amy during the weeklong conference. And he had. But he bet his fellow teacher and lover that he’d also get two additional teachers to bed with him. The week was half over and time was running short. His two most difficult subjects lie ahead.

John had two targets in mind—Kathy and Michele. Kathy was a mature, 39 year old blonde who had always interested him, despite being ten years older than himself. She had the body of a twenty year old, with a sharp mind and quick wit. He considered her a challenge. Continue reading »

She’d felt sexy all day.

She’d woken up that way… feeling that if she didn’t have an orgasm soon she may explode… and now having the house all to herself for a few hours she would make the most of it. It wasn’t her ideal of course, doing it on her own but it was better than nothing . She wanted him there, making love to her but she knew that was impossible. She wondered what he was doing, whether he was thinking of her too…

She’d opted for a long bath rather than a shower and had enjoyed the luxuriant oils in the warm water flowing all around her body while she lay there… her mind gently dreaming of making love while her hands caressed herself. It was all she could do to stop herself masturbating there and then. Her fingers moving over her body, teasing herself into arousal. She wished he was here to join her in the bath and she closed her eyes and imagined him watching her as she touched herself… she knew he liked that. Continue reading »

*Chapter 2: His Turn*

“Vicki,” screamed five-year-old Billy, “hurry up with the dishes!”

“William, I told you not to call me that!”

“Vicki, Vicki, Vicki!”

“Mother!” Seven-year-old Victoria was going through her “formal” stage, where everything is serious and nicknames are for children.

“Vicki, ignore him. You know he’s just trying to make you mad.”

“Mother, my name is Victoria. It says so on my birth certificate.” They had recently updated the scrapbooks and Vicki had taken quite an interest in her birth certificate. She’d been telling everybody the exact time of her birth and how big she was. She’d also begun insisting that people call her Victoria, much to her parents’ and friends’ annoyance. Continue reading »