Jamie loved his job. Not only did he enjoy the job itself, but it also provided him with outstanding opportunities when it came to getting laid. Jamie was 21 years old and had moved to the city eighteen months before. Not long after he had gotten the job, working as a sales clerk and tai... read more
We are away at the exhibition we are attenting for work and we have had a few drinks throughout the evening with the others. The excited tension between us has got progressively stronger as the nights gone on, we both hardly wait for what we know is coming. We all start to head off for bed and we... read more
In The Erotic Eye and the Erotic Senses, Stefan Beyst observes that various gestures and poses have been designed to display parts of the body that would remain otherwise unseen. Erotic art is a striptease, he points out, in which, sometimes, nudity is revealed to oneself, as in a mirror. Whereas, a... read more
It was Sunday morning at eight o’clock when the phone rang. Shayna’s eyes felt like they were glued shut but managed to answer the phone on the third ring. “Morning,” said Shayna as she was still half-asleep. “Good morning Shayna. This is the Bell Captain calling.... read more
Preface: It is not imperative, but helpful that one reads Parts 1-4 in order to grasp the personalities of characters in this story. WARNING: The following story contains some explicit foul language and IS NOT for reading pleasure of anyone under the age of 18; nor is it permissible to read if yo... read more
Tits. You have to love them! They bounce. They hang. They jiggle. They sway. They tremble. They wiggle. If you're a man (or a lesbian with a strap-on strapped on), you can even fuck them. They can be bound with cords so that, the blood flow to and from them restricted, they turn purple. Clothespins ... read more
Jamie came to on the cold dungeon floor retching and coughing, his mind paralyzed by a mixture of pleasure and panic. He had loved the orgasm he had just experienced. His experience with breathplay was less than half a day old and already he knew that he loved it almost as much as finally ... read more
Natasha woke up to an interesting dream. She hardly,like many of us, ever remembers her dreams. This one stood out. She was caught in British customs with over $10,000 dollars in travelers checks!. So i woke up, remembering the dream. Yawning fiercely i lazily thought about what i might do tod... read more
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... read more
They say that prostitution is the oldest profession. I disagree. Some guy must have been a professional hunter to have gotten together the spare change to pay for that first commercial fuck. It's like that chicken and egg conundrum. Eggs definitely came first. Just as mutation precedes evolution, th... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
It all started back in 1973 in Seattle, Washington. I was 21, living on the south side with a couple of buddies while we were all stationed at area military bases. One Friday night we had a party at our apt. I was standing outside by my car smoking a joint when this guy pulls up in his pick-up. &quo... read more
Susan and I were filled with anticipation as we arrived at Victoria’s house. We had been invited to what the written invite referred to as a “Sexy and Intimate Dinner Party”. Victoria was renowned for her unusual, and always different, dinner and cocktail parties. She certainly ... read more
AQToday I am a fully-fledged she-male, living with my girl friend Kim, who, to me, is the most beautiful girl in the world. We live as sisters to the outside world, but we are in fact passionate lovers. This whole true story started some 5 years ago, let us tell it to you. At that time I was a si... read more
Joan arrives in Brazil The plot from Susan and John series : Mr Gupta, the wealthy businessman had built his empire from scrap, starting from a small greengrocer shop in B'ham. He had slowly bought similar shops throughout England, federating them in a company that was powerful enough to build it... read more
Never Make the Last Out at Third After some minutes, Charlie broke the embrace. Backing away a step, she steered her moist brown eyes into Frank's damp grey ones. "What now?" The man tilted his head to one side and shrugged. "I'm not sure. It hasn't been a day yet since you went... read more
On Friday morning, Angel Jones woke up smiling. She was happy because it was the last day of the work week, and because there would be a dance at the Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgendered Association that evening. She had been anticipating the event ever since her first night there, seeing it as ... read more
Je m'appelle Marie-Anne pas Marianne j'insiste. L'histoire que je vais vous raconter est dédiée à toutes les petites (ou grandes) pucelles d'AST. Celles qui n'ont pas connues « le loup » dans leurs fesses. Je suis mariée j'ai 56 ans et ma femme ignore totalement la jeune fille qui sommeille en moi. ... read more
Je suis une petite salope travestis du sud de la France j'aime beaucoup l exhibition en extérieur être surprise par des inconnus j aime les hommes viril avec de bonnes queues bien épaisse qui me domine être caresser violenter forcé insulter qu'on jouissent à plusieurs sur moi mes vêtements et mes c... read more
💞 MICHELLE 💞 Je n'ai pas réussi assez bien à l'école pour aller à l'université, alors je me suis retrouvé à dix-huit ans et au chômage. Je n'étais pas assez fort physiquement pour faire certains boulots et j'étais trop timide pour les autres, alors après Dieu... read more
