John? I'm not wearing a bra. See?""Pull your sweater back down. This is the library, for Pete's sake, not your bedroom. Besides, you never wear a bra.""I'm not wearing panties either.""Debbie, please. I've got a heat transfer final tomorrow.""Heat transfer? I've got some heat for you. I'm really hot. Feel.""Debbie, please.""Well?""You're warm.""And wet. Wouldn't you like to stick your pecker in there?""Debbie, please!""I...

"And I want every speck of dirt off that window. Do you hear me, Isidor? Every speck." "Yes dear." Isidor Rosenberg stood at his 17th floor kitchen window. It was 90° with no breeze, and the apartment was as hot inside as it was outside. Isidor breathed heavily as he smeared Windex ® around the windowpane. His wife, Dara, had been harping at him to clean the windows all day. 90° or not. Those windows will be cleaned. Isid...

We are at a party. Black tie only. I am wearing a sheath of black sequins, black sheer hose, and 5 inch stiletto heels. You are looking very sexy in a black tie and tux. The room is filled with people socializing and drinking. We are on opposite sides of the room. I look away from the person speaking to me to see you undressing me with your eyes. I lick my lips slowly indicating the desire I have to suck your manhood dry....

"You're kidding, right," Becky said incredulously to her best friend Dana!?! "I'm telling you the truth," Dana said with a giggle, "just take a look at this," as she shoved the tape into the VCR and hit the play button!!! Both girls stared at the screen while waiting for the first images to come to appear, which turned out to be part of a bedroom!!! "See," Dana whispered, "there's dad, he's gettin' into bed!!!" They watch...

Can you make her come over and over?" she asked, sucking the last bit of chocolate from her fingers. They were both replete with good food, and slightly drunk on the wine that had accompanied it. Close friends since high school, they were having a companionable dinner together while her husband, Jack, was away at a conference-- nothing new for them. Sharing the pillowy couch for after-dinner coffee and truffles, they loun...

  The ripe, sharp scent of burning mesquite misted around her eyes, a gaze that tore down the canyon trees and landed like a hungry kiss on the glittering metropolis below. The night overpowered her; she breathed in deeply, breasts rising in the dusky purple depths above The City, and nipples taut as rope. Stars crested the maroon sky, then faded into rare flashes at the horizon. A massive full moon ascended like a bubble...

Afton groaned and rolled over trying to ignore the insistent buzzing of her snooze alarm. She glanced at the clock one more time, just to make sure that it really was seven o’clock, but the red glowing digits on the night stand indicated that now it was seven-o-two and counting! She stretched out, trying to get the circulation moving through her body, and felt her white cotton bikini panties pressing hard against her bulg...

The place is a room at an old New Orleans hotel in the French Quarter (they are quite luxurious). The french windows are open to the street and the breeze from the Mississippi river blows the white floor length curtains gently, bringing with it the sounds of the Quarter....people, traffic, and the soulful notes of the blues being played by a street band. The king-sized bed is covered in white crispy cotton sheets. We have...

The phone in Brian’s dorm room rang three times before he picked it up the receiver and said, “Hello, who is it please!” “Oh, hi, Mitch, sure, okay, in fifteen minutes, good, meet you there!!!” After hanging up the phone, he said to himself, “Wow, I haven’t heard from Mitch in over two months, and now he wants to play tennis, now, if I can only find my racket, we’ll be all set!!!” It had to be in the closet, but it was so...

I fell in lust the first time I saw her. She was sitting on that barstool, with her skirt stretched about as tight as it could go across her sweet little butt, looking for all the world like some kind of Hollywood starlet. When I thought about it later, as we were balling our brains out in my big old bed, I remembered that I had actually seen her for the first time as she walked into the bar. That makes me a liar? Big dea...

The faint scent of sex still lingered, drifting up my nostrils as I lowered the car window. I hoped the crisp fresh air of early winter would blow away any remaining evidence. I still couldn't quite believe what had just happened. If I had not been there, I wouldn't. Alone, I began to ponder my little rendezvous. What would one call it? Cheating? Perhaps a form of unfaithfulness, but certainly not adultery. Hmmm, maybe no...

"Oh, no," Belinda groaned to herself, "not now, please not now, I don't have time for this right now!!!" But no amount of pleading or denial would change the basic facts, she was a lesbian fem who although she lived alone and all of her lesbian friends were fems, once every two or three months the uncontrollable urge to be taken by a bull dyke and just plain be dominated!!! When the urge struck her, her frilly panties wou...

Mrs. Larson glanced at her assignment book and announced to the class, "Everyone open up your texts to page 135 and read chapter six, I have to go to the office for a few minutes, but I shouldn't be too long!" She entered the Principal Solon's office and said to his secretary, "Hi Georgia, I just received a note form Mr. Solon and he wants to see me right away, is he available!?!" A slight smirk spread over the secretary'...

  I followed Master Conner along a woodland trail, my breasts jiggling with each step, pulling on the chain that dangled inbetween the clamps which were biting into the rock hard flesh of my nipples. The walk was a quiet one and I had time to contemplate what had happened back at the lodge. My cheeks felt flush thinking of how these strangers had touched me. How I had been whipped with a crop and how I had exposed myself...

Melinda page nervously through a two tear old Newsweek, while waiting for the receptionist to call her name! She had just turned eighteen, and her mother had decided that it was about time she had her first "female doctor's visit"! "Good grief," she thought to herself, "she was in great shape, why in the heck did she need to see a gynecologist anyway!?!" It sounded just like a gun shot when a nurse poked her head out of t...