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Amy from the Church Camp

The war raged in my mind . . . .

As a church camp counselor, I am often asked for a lot of advice on a lot of subjects. For the most part, most of the questions I had to deal with were matters of the heart. Since I am a deeply religious person and have been managing church camps for years, nothing really surprises me anymore. I have had church camp participants come to me to confess every sin under the sun. I thought I...Read On



I stared at his erect cock.  I was fixated by it.  Mitch was still sleeping but his cock was wide-awake.  Rigid and throbbing.  There is so much attention paid to the pussy and I understand why but the cock is often underappreciated.  Mitch had a beautiful cock.  I was hypnotized by it.  It was hard and firm and yet also pliable. It stood erect, long and thick.  It had a shine to it as...Read On


Personal Cocksucker

An outrageous job interview fantasy

“Relax, Melanie,” I told the young woman sitting on the other side of the desk. “You’re doing fine. I’m very impressed with your skill set and the way you carry yourself.” “Thank you, Mr Morecock.” “That said, I have to tell you that there are a number of applicants who are more or less at your level. In the end, it will probably come down to who I’m confident will provide something a...Read On


Late Start

Wife's first sex with another man.

Dave and I watched Pat walk into the kitchen, both I think, wondering what if anything would happen tonight. We had invited Dave around for a meal and an experimental night. Pat and I have been married for over forty years, and she looks as good to me as ever. She has a slim figure, long dark hair and brown eyes. Unfortunately, she as this thing about her breasts, she thinks they are too...Read On


Getting Home Late from Work p2

The punishment wasn't over with just the spanking... he wanted to be pleased as well

His footsteps were coming down the hall, and thankfully I had already managed to undress. As I listened to him walk towards me I glanced in the mirror to my right. My ass cheeks looked so swollen and red. I expected little else, but it was still always a surprise to have my eyes flit over and see such a deep crimson colour so quickly. I looked up and could see that my eyeliner on my left eye...Read On

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A Helping Hand

A good coach always goes the extra mile for her students.

A good coach always goes the extra mile for her students. When a long, thick and growing problem arises for her star swimmer. Sexy swimming coach reluctantly lends a hand and discovers that she will do anything, to save the day.... anything! (All characters depicted in this fictional story are above the age of majority/consent (18).) ...Read On


The Doctor Is In - Chapter I - The First Office Visit

A young couple with intimacy problems seeks professional help

 Meeting the Doctor The office of the Couples Counselor was large and very nicely furnished; the floor was carpeted, and the subdued lighting came from lamps with warm incandescent bulbs. “Good afternoon, I’m Don Clark,” said the doctor, as he rose from his desk to greet us. He shook our hands, looking us each in the eye. He was about six feet tall and looked to be in his mid-forties. ...Read On


The Games Some People Play

Give me your full load and tomorrow you can fuck me up the ass

As the speckled blue of the atmosphere sped past below her, Shannon Davis gazed in awe at the vastness outside out of the window. Despite the myriad of solar arrays that crisscrossed her view, she had never ceased to be amazed by the all-consuming, white dotted darkness that was outer space. It took the crackly metallic voice of Mission Control coming through the radio to break her out of...Read On


Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 7

Parking lot confidential...

I punched in for my shift feeling a little seedy and worse for wear. For one thing, I could have used a shower. I washed up a bit in Eleanor Kaminski’s bathroom, but it wasn’t enough to completely purge the funk of our exertions on her floor. I kept catching stray whiffs of Mrs. Kaminski’s talcum-powder-suntan-lotion-herbal-shampoo-spray-deodorant-cigarette-smoke bouquet—a strange,...Read On


Charity Auction

My body was going on the block tonight, too

I dressed with extra care. The annual Scholarship Auction Dinner was always a special event, an occasion to wear evening clothes and black tie, but this year was extra special. I had been dieting and exercising like mad to fit back into my most elegant outfit, a St. John knit that was some years old, but truly a classic. A gorgeous royal blue suit with gold threads, it included a short...Read On


Trying out Claude

Chapter 1 on my book Hot Times in a Cool Climate

Chapter 1: Claude The summer of 1991 came late in Manistique, a small town at the top of Lake Michigan in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. It was June but still quite chilly in the North Country. School was out and I had just arrived and was picked up by my Uncle Heit at the Escanaba airport. I visited him and my Aunt Ellen (my namesake) every summer from the time my parents left Manistique when...Read On


The Mother in Law - Elle Chapter 5

The fifth part in an ongoing series about his taboo fascination with his mother in law

They pulled up outside Elle's house in a taxi, he was in the passenger seat, Elle was in the back seat with Kath. Kath was passed out and had her head in her mother's lap. Following his dance, with Elle, they had returned to the bar and found Kath downing shots of tequila with several of the bridesmaids. It hadn't taken long for her to start feeling the effects of the alcohol, and so the...Read On

Welcome Home Part Three: The New Project

Jordan sinks her teeth into a new project for the family

"We have to invest all our money in the bar," Jordan said as she looked across the table at her family. They met at the local diner for breakfast. Now, they all looked at Jordan as if she had lost her mind. "It is a dump." Sherry shook her head. "Five regulars come every night. They drink the same three beers, then they leave. Everyone else comes because there is nothing else to do...Read On

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Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 1

You can learn to love the heat.

Mrs. Kaminski had a huge bush. I realize it was a different time, but the thatch of hair camouflaging that pussy was substantial even by 1979 standards. Even though I fully expected some such situation, when I finally managed to get her shorts down over her broad ass and large, sturdy thighs, the great tufts of pubic hair sprouting out either side of the crotch of her underpants left...Read On


The Job Interview: Rule #3 (Conclusion)

Gina washes away her dirty thoughts, before finishing Rule #3 with her boss in his office.

Wash The Sins Away: Gina Fellows woke that Monday morning. Up-to-date with her rent, able to purchase a few new outfits with the spare cash she had left over, she had a fresh outlook on her life. Things were looking up. Rising from bed, dressed in pink boxers and tight tank top, Gina strolled into the bathroom, where the sound of falling water echoed from inside. She slipped out of...Read On


A Trucker's Girl

Fay meets a trucker, and it changes her life.

Oh my, look at that picture! It was taken in my junior year of college by my roommate Gwen when the two of us, along with a mutual friend Sarah, decided to head to Florida for spring break. None of us had much money, so we decided to hitchhike to and from. This photo was actually taken in Florida on the way back home, accounting for those tan legs and sun-kissed hair. Shit, there were so...Read On


The Job Interview: Rules #2 & #3

Gina learns the next two rules, before she masturbates in the shower to an explosive orgasm.

Gina Fellows sat at her desk, doing her work as Secretary for Mr. Rodriguez. As informed prior, upon her job interview, she'd continued to turn up to work all week wearing no underwear - Rule #1. Thankfully, the air conditioning was both cool, while other days warm enough to get herself by without thoughts popping into her head that she was going commando. In fact, some days the cool breeze...Read On

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Cocktail Umbrellas and Other Things

How one small thing can change your life

Arriving home after a long shift, I almost don't notice a slightly bulky envelope among my mail. I glance at the return address and smile. Brushing aside my bills, I slit open the envelope. Out falls a single paper cocktail umbrella. I pick it up and twirl it around in my fingers. The sight of it brings a rush of memories. I tuck it behind my ear, sit down in my favorite chair, and let my...Read On


My Daughter's Best Friend - Part 9

Amy takes her best friends father on a shopping trip to remember, before returning home for seconds.

Later, while we sat enjoying a cooked lunch, Amy asked if we could go shopping. I agreed, driving us into our nearest town where we browsed through several shops. Albeit, I felt a little uncomfortable in case anyone recognized me; Amy's arm was linked to my own as we walked around. We did get a few looks from strangers passing us by, more from those of a few guys who were probably more...Read On


The six most beautiful words

Memoirs of a man who loves women's posteriors

As I knelt behind Sara, my face in her pussy and her juices basting my skin, I wasn’t in the mood for thinking. It’s not ideal, is it, trying to think when you have a gorgeous woman not just naked but revved up, at number ten on her rudeness dial, pushing her nether regions back at you as you lick her beautiful, brazen vagina and drink in that mysterious fluid that flows from her when...Read On


Why They Call Me Sugar Tits

The story behind my nickname.

Ever since I joined Lush, guys keep asking me how I got my nickname. "Why do they call you Sugar Tits?" This true story will set the record straight. It was my best friend Ashley's sweet sixteen and she was having a sleepover party. I had turned sixteen a few weeks earlier and Ashley was the youngest in our group of friends. One of the girls got her a tub of sugar scrub and I somehow...Read On


BJ and the Buggy

Sometimes it is up to us to seize the moment and create our own memories...

A leisurely ride on the back our bike was an idyllic way to spend our Saturday on the Memorial Day long weekend. With my hubby, Bryan at the helm, I was able to enjoy the beauty of the Maryland countryside as we rode to the marina where our boat was moored in the southern part of the state. Like riding snowmobiles, a long ride was mood setting to me due to the constant vibrations between...Read On


My Daughter's Best Friend - Part 5

Amy finds herself on the receiving end, as her pussy is eaten out by her best friend's father.

After being on the receiving end of a sensual blowjob from Amy, I wanted to return the favor. "Amy," I asked, "I would be honored if you'd let me go down on you and eat your pussy out. Would you like that?" Amy's face lit up like a pinball machine. "Ooh, I'd love that. Fuck! I've never had anyone lick my pussy before. I've always wanted to know what it feels like!" She commented with...Read On


My Daughter's Best Friend - Part 4

Amy gives her best friend's father a long sensual blowjob before swallowing his load

After our wonderful experience of mutual masturbation, followed by the exquisite handjob and added bonus of Amy's tongue licking the crowned head of my cock forcing me to cum hard; the two of us fell asleep on the bed, my arm wrapped around Amy after such a tiresome moment shared together. Hours passed before I began to stir. It was more a warm sensation below that caused my eyes to...Read On


Jason and Jane, Part One

I'm an aspiring writer and this is my not-yet-finished story... A hot tale for blowjob lovers!

His cock felt smooth and hard against her cheek. She felt a hungriness in her belly and deep in her woman’s parts to taste him; to lavish his odd shaped cock with ministrations of her mouth, lips, teeth, tongue, fingers, everything. Jane positioned her body to snugly crouch between his spread legs which she had easily coaxed into a very sexy and vulnerably wide stance. His legs were...Read On


The Journey

The best thing about driving is being the one in control.

I pulled into the long, tree-lined driveway of her rural home around 10pm. She was standing in the rain, it had only been five minutes since I ordered her by text to wait outside wearing nothing but the plain white T-shirt I'd left for her with my scent on, but she was clearly soaked through and freezing. Her nipples were glaringly apparent, even in the dark and through the tinted windows of...Read On



A glimpse into a blurring "relationship".

The fire crackled in the corner, filling the room with a heady mix of wood smoke and vanilla. The curtains were drawn, protecting them from the cold, dark night outside. In the same armchair, a couple sat watching the flames flicker and spark in the stove. The man was dressed in soft pyjama bottoms and a black t-shirt. The girl, cradled in his lap, wore only the rope-cuffs he’d tied around...Read On

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Dear Diary

The New Year starts with a bang!

January 1st 2017 Dear Diary, Well, I did it again. New Year’s resolution nailed within half an hour of the clock striking twelve. And why not, eh? Why set targets that take all year when you can get immediate results? It’s Saskia’s fault. This year, last year and the year before. All her. She’s a bad influence. She arranged things in advance this time - practically sold tickets. Brazen...Read On



When Tony shows up at the foster home Kelly, Josie and Cathy are happy to finally have some sex.

Josie The first time I saw Tony Rizzi, I thought I would die. He was the best-looking guy I had ever seen with black slightly curly hair and deep brown eyes set in an angular face. He wore jeans and a white T-shirt. His arms and chest looked strong and he had a smile on his face like he didn’t care about anything or anyone. Let the world be his, seemed to be his motto. We were lined...Read On


Christmas Confessional

A not-so-penitent visits the confessional

It was the Saturday before Christmas. As the new guy in the parish, it became my duty to man the confessional, so here I was, sitting alone in the semi-dark when I heard the door click and the swish of a dress to my left. Then… nothing. “Can I help you?” I asked. “Father Tim?” came the tentative reply. “Father Tim has been transferred. I’m Father Edward.” “Do you know where he went?”...Read On