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Terri stood up and walked toward Chris, never taking her eyes off of his throbbing cock, as if she was in a trance. Chris watched her lithe, incredible body with a smile, as she walked straight up to him and straddled him on the couch. She looked Chris in the eye as she reached down and placed his dickhead at the entrance to her pussy and lowered herself onto his hard cock. She was already hot and wet, and she lowered herself all the way down on the first thrust. Terri’s eyes rolled back and she tossed her head back. Continue reading »

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Rick watched Roberta on the couch in front of him being attended by two women, one on either side of her. She was blindfolded and could only feel the sensations their hands and lips were imparting on her body. The two women each had one nipple in their mouth; sucking and licking, making her nipples stand straight out. They both had one arm draped under a thigh and their fingers met at Roberta’s slick pussy. Roberta squirmed under their touches as they both pushed their fingers inside her waiting pussy. Roberta moaned when she felt the intrusion of their fingers as they continued to lick and play with her body. Her body jumped when she felt a tongue slowly slide along her moist slit. Continue reading »

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For as many years as I can remember, my buddy Dave would come from the city to visit his grandmother two or three times a year. We grew up together, and each time we met, the conversation would involve what the other had done in the last six months since we had seen each other. Over the years, the conversation moved from cars and games to girls, to girlfriends, and eventually our sexual experiences. We became each others confidant, the person that we could tell absolutely everything to. Continue reading »

Sally kept the pressure up, she asked “so, how is he compared to George?”

Mary said “well for one thing, George likes to have sex once every two to three weeks, Johnny would fuck me four to five times a week, he was an animal. George hardly touches me, while Johnny would touch me, hold me and of course he would finger me all the time in the strangest places, he got off doing that. It was like Johnny lived to make me climax, but there were many times he would light my fire but not take me all the way. Those times I would have to wait until later to put my fire out. George just doesn”t care” Continue reading »

Andrea was sitting at her desk looking over the latest sales report when her phone rang.

“Have you read the newspaper today?” asked her husband, Tony.

“No, why?”

“Swingers clubs no longer have to worry about police raids. They’ve enacted a new law about it.”

Andrea felt her heart race at the news. Since early in their marriage, they had both liked to play with other people as a couple. Because of the crackdown on the clubs, they’d had to take their play into the privacy of their own home. Andrea worked for a well-known corporation and Tony worked for the government, so neither of the could afford having their names or faces splashed across the papers because they’d been caught in a raid. They missed the fun and spontaneous nature of the clubs. There, you could easily pick up a sex partner or multiple partners without having to put ads in the alternative papers and wait to find someone you clicked with. Continue reading »

Cole tossed the stack of paperwork down on his desk in disgust. “This has got to be the worst day in my career!” he thought. He had just come from his supervisor’s office where Diane Parker had thoroughly berated Cole about the project he had worked on for the past week and a half. He had been given the wrong information from finance, he tried to tell her, but she would not listen. Now he was going to have to start over, and the whole packet was due in another week! At least she could have offered him an assistant for a couple of days. Continue reading »

*Purple Passions

or “Dye Another Day”*

“In “Purple Daze” we met Bethany, a young law student who asked her friend Stan to help her dye her hair purple. Hilarity and horniness ensued. This story picks up at the end of their long weekend as other surprises still await. If you haven’t read the first story, don’t worry but I do recommend you check it out and please vote. Thanks. ”

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“Yep, purple is most definitely your color,” said Stan as he sat back on the sweaty, well used bed idly twisting the vaguely violet strands of his just waking lover’s hair. Continue reading »

The next couple of weeks continued in much the same way. While I never had the chance to get her off again, Sonia gave me a fair share of handjobs when the opportunity presented itself. Trisha was working more and more, so the opportunities became more plentiful. In fact, this particular weekend, she was off at a conference that was part of a class she was taking in the fall semester, only a short time away. Even her brother was staying at a friend”s house for the weekend so it was just Sonia, her mom , and me. Continue reading »

She walked into the club in a skirt too short to be decent and an attitude to match. He followed her with his eyes as she walked to the end of the bar. Raising up on her tiptoes to tell the bartender what she wanted he scanned her from top to bottom. She felt his eyes on her; she always could tell when he was watching her. She turned her head in his direction and smiled, secretively. He raised his glass in salute and bid his mate’s goodbye, walking towards her. She took her drink and turned towards him. Continue reading »

Pt. 1

Life is so strange. Just when you think you’ll be miserable forever, things happen that can put you on the top of the World.

I’d been married for twenty-six years, and was suddenly single again. My husband had one too many affairs and while I will admit to sucking a few cocks here and there, Rick had been screwing other women for years. For a long time I just accepted it, but when I came home early one afternoon and found him fucking our neighbor’s eighteen-year-old daughter, I drew the line. I immediately filed for divorce and a year ago relocated to Southern California’s low desert. I bought a beautiful house with an enormous yard, obligatory swimming pool and lots of space between my neighbors and me where I run a nicely profitable home business. Starting over at fifty-one years of age, I stand 5′3″ tall, weigh 115lbs, have grown my naturally blonde hair out long and six months ago, got brand-new 38Ds, on top of a 21″ waist and 34″ hips, I finally feel like I’m where I want to be in my life. Continue reading »