I watched the people as they walked through Times Square. I followed his instructions to the letter. I am wearing a black bolero sweater silk blouse, grey, his favorite colour and I am minus my 36-C bra (per his request), a size 8 black pencil skirt that falls just below my calf and had a back split up to my mid-thigh (sans panties again another request), black stockings and 3-inch open toe pumps to show off my perfectly...

It was a pretty warm day in southern Colorado as I was hoping to catch a ride to Pueblo where they held the National High School Rodeo championships each year but in order to get there I had to traverse about 75 miles of high desert. I was spending another summer at my grandparent’s ranch on the high plains of eastern Colorado. Helping them tend to their horses and cattle as well as riding fence was becoming hardship duty...

Actually, it didn’t take that long before I had my own in-the-flesh participatory sexual experience while hitchhiking. The recollection of the afternoon the prior summer in the back of that pickup was still fresh in my mind. And the look that young girl had as she jerked off the farmhand was forever emblazoned on my mind. On this particular June day I was hitching a ride back from a neighbor kid’s graduation at Bowdoin Co...

Sexhitching may not be a word but if not, it should be. It is what this series of stories will be all about. I came to adulthood in the 1970s. I hitchhiked because otherwise I was going nowhere. I lived in a small, isolated town in an isolated state. There was no public transportation. If you didn’t have a car you were pretty much stuck. Fortunately you did have an alternative so hitchhikers were a common site on the road...

I'd been teasing him for weeks now. I knew that he wanted to fuck me, and I knew that he wouldn't wait much longer to do it. Right now he looked pained as he discreetly adjusted his hard-on through his trouser pants while watching me jiggle my arms (and tits) in an attempt to free the paper jam from the copier. He loosened his tie a bit as he cleared his throat, then turned his attention to the computer monitor in front o...

We met one early summer evening at a big gay bar in DC down by the Navy Yard. I was there to share my cuteness with the sybarites and she was there to find subs for her subterranean playroom in the suburbs. Karen was butch but femme, and a bigger more seductive pair of brown eyes would have been hard to find. She sat down beside me at the bar as I was chatting up the sweet little bartender with the great ass and seductive...

STRIPPERS BOOTH PART three - I HAD TO GO BACKReaders should read parts one and two to enjoy the continuing storyI crept away from Chloe's houseThrough her gate quite as a mouseMy body tired still feeling a tingleStraight to the club where I could mingle Ten strippers there but not the sameMesmerized by Chloe could they blame?  Blame me for being a choosy guyEach time they asked as they passed by "You sure you don't want a...

I slouched down in my plush couch and studied the numerous bright video monitors around me. They showed scenes of the shopping mall around me, scenes of young, old, men and women all walking around happily, entranced by the sights and sounds around them. I saw them through the video feed, but even without that, I knew what they were feeling, I could feel it like a warm breeze slowly pushing at me. It was intoxicating, I c...

We hadn’t seen each other in months. The end of my “relationship” with Michael had been pretty ugly. We had been reduced to arguing every moment which resulted in many things being left unresolved. There was too much anger, too many hurt feelings. On this particular night, I’ve gone out with a few friends to a local pub. It’s one of those places that are off the beaten path and unless you’re a local, you wouldn’t even kno...

“Damn, Don't you look sexy as hell!" I exclaimed as my wife stepped out of our bedroom. She had spent what seemed like two hours getting ready for a Christmas party and was decked out in a little black dress that left very little to the imagination. The dress barely covered her sweet little ass and her boobs were pushed up on display. The dress was practically backless. She was wearing a pair of tall high heels that even...

Like most people struggling in today’s economy, I decided to put my home up for sale. I did not want to take the time to look for and interview realtors. Instead, I advertised my home FSBO (for sale by owner). Three weeks had passed and not one inquiry was made on my home. Still, I decided to be patient and wait it out a bit longer. Two weeks after that, still nothing. However, I wasn’t ready to give up and waited it out...

We have plans to attend a charity gala hosted by your work. You swing by my place to pick me up and let yourself in. I’m still getting ready. I come down the stairs and I can tell you are pleased with how I look. Long flowing hair, form fitting dress that hugs my curves, plunging neckline revealing just enough skin to remain tasteful not trashy and strappy stiletto heels. You can hardly keep your hands off of me and we st...

I like writing short and to the point stories, wanting guys to be hard and jerking.I went to spend my summer holiday week off with my parents. On my way back from MI, I had a layover in Chicago. I was with my parents for a week and did not go out and fuck a guy so I was very horny. I never go more than a couple of days without a cock in me and the week was too long. I wanted to be back home soon so I could go out and have...

A couple of buddies and I have reserved the third Saturday of each month to spend the day golfing which occasionally turns into an afternoon and evening of drinking. The day usually starts out early, getting to the course around 8 am and having lunch at the club with a few martini's. In the afternoon we usually move to one of our neighborhood sports bars for a few beers. This story is about my most resent Golf outing whic...

A hotel hallway You take my hand and pull me into our room. ‘‘I had fun tonight.“ I say, as soon as you shut the door. You turn and push me until my back is pressed against the door, you peel my skirt up. Taking my panties off me. You start teasing my clit with your fingers as you skim through the slippery folds. I gasp into your mouth as you seal our lips together. The velvet softness of your tongue mates with mine and I...