Lucy was watching intently, her lips parted and her tongue gently caressing her lower lip. She wanted a show, I’d give the bitch one. Lost connection A lazy start to my Saturday, I awoke late. Making a coffee, I went back to bed, picking up my laptop and logging into Lush. Checking my messages I noticed Jenny was online, so sent her a quick hello. Now, Jenny is never one to stop at a quick hello, and before I knew it we w...

This is a fantasy from long ago about a black, female engineer friend. I am an Electrical Engineer, military computer design was what I did. Now I'm seventy-one and own a small store in a small town about seventy-five miles north of San Francisco. I sell mineral specimens, jewelry and Grateful Dead memorabilia. There was a black, female engineer friend that I'd known many years ago and sometimes, as I'm staring up into da...

When it comes to sexual matters, I am normally non-judgemental and I try to see the best in people. The story I am about to relate to you is not one that I condone, but a story of empathy with mitigating circumstances. At high school, my best friend was Mary, who was also my neighbour in the township of Yallourn and later Yallourn North. Mary was a year older than me and finished high school the year before me. Mary (and...

I’ve told myself hundreds of times I’m going to grow up. I’m going to quit being a slut. I’m going to get a respectable job and find a guy and settle down. Then I log onto lush to check out a few stories and end up chatting with someone. The next thing I know I’m naked and getting fucked by someone else. Karensub always pushes me. When I chat with her while I’m at work, she has a way of getting me separated from my clothe...

rapt attention demanded by shower sounds, groaning throat, gripping hand. eyes unable to look away from your self-loving fist grasping stiff flesh. groaning wet imagination calls me to show my need. halting steps awkward, fingers sliding in and out imagining your mouth on swollen flesh. see me. see sex flowing. catch that aroma of desire. let me kneel before you, caress your rampant body with a wet cheek, lick that mixtur...

The spaghetti sauce needed more oregano, but the kitchen smelled great. I was trying a new, simpler recipe for the first time in years and it used twice as much garlic as the old one. Cooking gave me something to focus on and this recipe called for squeezing whole San Marzano tomatoes, which was fun, almost sexy. These whole, peeled tomatoes felt like someone’s balls and I tried to remember who. My husband came in, took a...

Em was interested in art. It had formed a small and attractive part of her university studies. She favoured modern portraiture and had once or twice made some pocket money as an artist’s model. She had generally posed nude and found it erotically pleasing. Once, excitingly, she’d worked with a male model for a pornographic photographic collection the artist had titled “Private Dance Class”. For that occasion she had worn...

Her eighteen year old student lies prone over her desk, naked, each muscle flexed, each sinew taught. His snow white skin, glistens with perspiration. He pulls against the soft rope that binds his wrists to one leg of the furniture. Now he's trapped, at her command. She stands beside the desk snapping her black latex gloves into place. “Time to get hard for me lover!” she smiles. Her words make him hard. She crawls onto t...

I live in a small town in Central England, on a very secluded road, which has just six houses. In the early summer a newly married couple moved in next door. I’m twenty-seven years old, long dark hair, five feet six inches tall, blue eyes, slim athletic body developed from swimming every day and smallish boobs. I’d only seen the new couple briefly, long enough to say hello and tell them my name was Joanna and for them to...

This all started one Friday night during my sophomore year in college. I was talking to my friends in my dorm room. We were having normal guy talk when someone mentioned their sex life. This got me really turned on. That year I was getting laid all the time. Unfortunately, my friends didn't get to have sex as often. Apparently I was the only one who had sex with in the last two weeks. Now, before I go on, you must know no...

It was the last day of sophomore year of high school. It was only a half day, so we got out of class at noon. I drive home to what I thought would be an empty house, to my surprise my older sisters car was in the driveway. She was in college, and wasn't supposed to be home for another week. I walked in the house and called her name 'Laura, Laura are you home?' I got no reply. I looked around the house only to find it empt...

At seventeen, I was a late bloomer. I had discovered the joys of masturbation, but hadn't really figured out all the details about sex. My body was slim and athletic. My entire sexual experience was limited to what I had seen in magazines while stroking myself to orgasm. I was spending a weekend in a cabin that belonged to my parents. I had just finished the first week of my first job, and it was nice to have time alone t...

"I'll see you in three hours, babe," you say. We make our goodbyes, and I hang up the phone. Time to shower. Stripping as I go, I smile my way into the bathroom and turn on the water. I let it get warm, but not too hot; I know that I’ll be in there for a while. Slipping past the curtain, I enter the shower and stand immediately under the warm stream. I allow myself the luxury of getting fully wet before doing the obligato...

In high school I was quite popular and had a lot of friends. I danced and because of my dancing my ass was tight and round and all the boys could not keep their eyes off of it. My names Bailey, I have long brown curly hair, unique one brown eye and one green eye, i'm 5'6 and 115 pounds with full C breasts. As I was saying, I had lots of friends in high school but I had my best friend, Layla... Laya was so sexy. And everyo...