Cathy and I live in a relatively small city where commute times are highly predictable, and Cathy, being a punctual person, gets home at 5:30 every day and we eat dinner at 6:00. So, by the time Rex left that afternoon, I had very little time to tidy up,...
(Rochelle) By the time I returned to the living room carrying my red pumps with four-inch heels, Chloe was having another small orgasm. She moaned, “UMMMMM! That’s a good pet, Germ! Ooooh! So good! Let’s see how well Roach does it.” I held the shoes out a...
It’s okay to want your dick sucked It's okay to want your dick It's okay to need your dick sucked It's okay to need your dick. Can you see your dick in your mind How it feels to hold it, and say that’s mine? Yes, go ahead stare at it, touch it, stroke it....
Jason’s POV It had been only a week since Ruth and I screwed the bitch in every fuckable way. She’s a hot tan beauty, and beauty deserves to be sandwiched. It was the first time we got to have a taste of her; then on we got to plunge her holes every day a...
After our two brief rendezvous with Jane, our appetite for each other’s company had been on a rise. Jane had finally ended her relationship with her boyfriend and seemed to have found an enjoyable company in me. I had grown fond of this girl as well. She...
A story from my pre-married life. My relationship with Andy during my twenties was bumpy and lasted about two years. We were both unfaithful at times and had more than one break-up and make-up. One totally inappropriate lover I had was an ex-colleague cal...
Callie was infatuated with herself. She would check her appearance whenever she noticed her reflection. She truly enjoyed looking at herself in a full-length mirror without a stitch of clothing on. Callie would often watch her hands caress her hourglass f...
Some people say that our earliest sexual experiences shape our lives. They tell us those experiences mold our sexual personas and preferences, the styles and roles we choose, the partners we seek out, and the specific sexual acts that turn us on. This is...
The cliché hot stepmom fantasy was real life for Pete. He had just graduated high school and was living at his parents's house, trying to save up money for college. His dad got remarried a couple of months ago to a beautiful woman in her mid-forties. She...
I waited excitedly for my classmates to walk down the steps of the large amphitheater-style auditorium and file out the door. It was 11:00 a.m. on Friday, the end of my last class of the day, and I felt so anxious I couldn’t stand myself. James was in tow...
Since my hands are holding my buttcheeks apart, my chest and stomach press against the cool surface of the sturdy desk for balance. With each passing second, my senses sharpen, amplifying the rush of adrenaline. Time slows, and all that exists is my heart...
How long had he been following me for? Was it due to my outfit, was anything too revealing about it? Maybe I was being paranoid, and he was walking towards the bus station like I was. Sure, I had my moments when I thought the world revolved around me, but...
The walk to the edge of town where the Snack Shack stood was both invigorating and relaxing, an odd mix where I felt comfortable and excited at the same time. We talked about the past year, and I gently probed about her experiences in college, hoping to h...
Chris Smithson lived with his parents, Tony and Louise, and he had asked them if he could have a friend from University stay in their house during the Easter vacation. Tony and Louise, who had a pretty spacious property, readily agreed to that. Chris and...
Dedication: This story is just a bit of fun and is respectfully dedicated to all the tireless story checkers on Lush, whose hard work makes this site possible and who have to put with rubbish like this every day. Also, thanks must go to Fugly, whose story...
The devil comes knocking at my door, Asking me to dance.Let's go dancing in the cemetery,Like we did in days past. Stumbling out of the front door Hand in hand we waltz down to the gates, A soft kiss; planted on my cheek; My soul now in the balance of fat...
I can’t even remember how long I’ve been sitting on the edge of her bed - funny how time slips by when your fingers are laced with those of a beautiful girl. Her beauty is so intense that my eyes are repeatedly drawn away from the view of a sparkling city...
"Come on! Faster! Come on you devil! Get up!" Pat loved riding her steed. She called him Diablo. He was a three-year-old black stallion. She felt the wind streaming across her face. Her hat was hanging on by the strap. "Come on, Diablo!" she shouted. The...
