From the Lifeguard 2 Story It was the weekend and my lifeguard stints were pretty easy to handle now as I was being blown, fucked and sucked in so many ways, so many times, that I wasn't as jumpy at the pool as I once was. Plus now, I had a bit of spring in my step and I wasn't really embarrassed to be showing some fuck muscle now and then. Seems to me the poolside hens were starting to notice the change too. After work o...

From the Lifeguard 1 Story: I woke up sometime later with my spent mother on my chest snoring peacefully, my now soft penis still in her anus.  My mother was smaller than me, so her weight wasn’t an issue, it’s just that I really needed to pee. So I started trying to wriggle out from her embrace. When I did she stirred. She said, “Don’t move.” She slowly pulled herself off of my penis, did a quick spin where her asshole w...

"Buttercookie Beach is a real shitty place this time of year. It's just too fucking hot. Tourist season has officially ended, and the only people here are businessmen who work for companies shitty enough to book these resorts during the cheapest time of the year. Buttercookie Beach has a tourist economy, so naturally, everything is closed. There are no bars, no restaurants, no live entertainment. Nothing. It's hot and the...

I had been a regular customer at the same hair salon for a couple of years, and always with the same stylist, Claire. I liked her work and enjoyed her company, and she mine. She was easy going and always greeted me warmly. Sometimes we chatted while she worked; sometimes we didn’t. There were occasional instances of mutual flirting but we had never taken things further. Our relationship was strictly professional: I showed...

A myriad of emotions swept over me as Justine hugged me. I was angry, confused, heartbroken, sad, and shocked all at once. Stepping back from the embrace, I took stock of myself and the situation. Had Justine used this revelation as a way to cement our new arrangement? It didn’t seem to come from a place of guilt, but from a place of vengeance. “Fuck you, Justine!” I spat as I pushed her away. “Why? Why would I fucking ne...

Patrice dressed up for our 'Halloween in March' office party as I had never seen her before. She was a cross between a sexy Hooter’s-style cheerleader and a slut. Starting from the bottom of her lovely legs, she had on a pair of white sneakers; her legs were bare with just a tan and were smooth-shaved and toned. The cheerleader skirt was Hooter’s orange and white and it was shorter than any cheerleader’s skirt I’d ever se...

I needed some quiet time, so I went to the bathroom at the far end of the building. This was the room that a lot of the girls used to enjoy themselves. While I was in there I heard the door open and saw Danielle enter. She is slightly overweight, but she carries it well. Her large breast is an eye-catcher and she shows her cleavage and I have seen her hardened nipples. The skirts she wears are tight-fitting to show off he...

I’d been tasked to watch a video of my therapist having sex with her dead husband and a random stranger they’d met in a bar. If that wasn’t enough, I’d been told to watch it with my dead wife’s best friend, who along with the help of her husband, has been trying to get me to fuck her for the last two weeks. To say this has been an eventful twenty-four hours would be a massive understatement. Everything was running through...

I'd only met the guy a few times before. The road construction pretty much forced me to stop at the bar and throw back a few cocktails. It was either that or stand in traffic for eons. That's where I met Frank. He seemed to be a regular. We talked, laughed, and shared interests enough to easily become a stop I'd looked forward to. The one night I shared a happy hour with him, an ice storm hit the area. My phone exploded w...

Chapter 1. Fantasies Fulfilled “Are you sure you want me to do this?” I asked my husband of seven years. We were in our ocean suite on a 'special' cruise, one we’d booked through a select travel agency. We had fantasized for years about sex with another man, or men, and when Chet discovered this 'swingers cruise' I agreed to try it. Chet has been after me to have sex with other men for the last couple of years, and I must...

I walk my dogs every morning, usually between 6:30 and 7:30.  The road is remote and in most cases, the only people and cars on the road are neighbors and the occasional contractor.  The walks are a great way to start the day.  Between morning thickness, the warm sun, and gentle breeze, more times than not I am extremely horny when I get home.  Cumming while taking a shower and watching various styles of porn is a great w...

  “TITS!” declaimed Cunts, baring her own. Nor was Cunts wearing her auto-dildo today – “presumably because she doesn’t need it to suck tit!” whispered Claire to Alison as they resumed their normal stations in “the Money Lab”. Monday morning marked the beginning of a new topic in Professor Cunts’ morning sessions: Female Oral – “kissing, tit-sucking, cunt-eating, and rimming,” explained the Professor. “The latter term, to...

Zak is reflecting upon his thoughts and how he sees himself. He has not talked about what has shaped him. He knows what he likes.My flight was canceled due to weather and I was going to stay another night after the conference. I was looking forward to being in bed with Kristen.After the closing session, I went back to my room to shower. I let the water flow over my body as I grabbed the soap. It was instinct that I had th...

Driving home my mind was racing. What the hell was going on? Why was all this happening to me all at once? Why the hell did I leave her there in the office? In the time it took me from when I put my phone down in Amanda's office to the time it took to get home, my phone had blown up. Texts from Justine, a couple of calls and a voicemail from an unknown number. I read the multiple texts first that were spaced over the cour...