Skype Stories

After their phone, Samantha realized the mess she was in. Not just the pool of cum that was now on the hardwood floor, the computer chair, her thighs which dripped onto her calves, her feet, hands, and mouth. She realized that her heart would probably be broken once again. After coming down from the high of orgasm, she realized that she did care about her still fragile heart. She didn't want it shattered without another t...

Author’s note: This story was inspired by a lady LUSH author. She knows who she is. The facts contained herein are true. However, the names have been changed to protect the guilty. I met Nancy through Lush Stories. We started the relationship as most such involvements begin. I made a private comment on one of her stories and we began corresponding on Lush and eventually moved over to e-mail. We exchanged pictures that nei...

“You do know I have to get my arse out the door to work?” I said while laughing into the camera of my computer. He looks at me and smirks, while I jump off my bed and reach for my clothes on the edge of the bed. “So. I want to watch you get dressed. You can get ready and still talk. And I get a show.” Again laughing at him, knowing he still had plans to get me back for all the countless times I’d cornered him while he’d b...

I am not a novice when it comes to masturbation, I’d actually be very embarrassed to share with you exactly how long I’ve been tickling my own fancy. Yup. Even when there is someone occupying my bed for a time, I find that I still masturbate for various reasons. Proud accomplishments? I’ve discovered that if my mind is properly stimulated, I can orgasm in just under five minutes. I timed it and everything. Yup. Had nothin...