Only just recently had I been fantasising about male best friend, Marcus Glen. Every time I saw him in person or on the web cam when I was talking to him on Msn Messenger, my heart would literally leap up into my chest with excitement. One night as I lay in bed with just a thin nightdress on and nothing else, my left hand slowly went up underneath the skirt of my night dress, up my left thigh to my wet pussy. I closed my...

The Morning After I woke up the next morning all alone in my queen-size bed. The bright, hot morning sun was shining brightly through my open bedroom window, beating down on my naked body. Slowly I became aware of the fact that my body was still sticky with the gallons of cum that the boys had showered upon my face and body. The heat started building up inside me as the memories of everything that happened to me last nigh...

  For the first time in my life, I was really looking forward to going to church. My encounter with Bob and Sally had given worshiping a whole new meaning for me. For the first time in my life, I had experienced a taste of heaven while sitting in church. Just thinking about what Bob had done with Sally and me while my husband preached fire and brimstone from the pulpit had me insatiably horny all week. All I could think a...

  Contrary to popular belief all preacher wives aren't sexually repressed prudes. Quite to the contrary, most of us are very horny ladies because our husbands have some pretty weird and unnatural ideas where sexual gratification is concerned. Most of them have the misinformed idea that God gave us sex for reproduction only and to enjoy having sex is sinful. I mean, get real. If God hadn't meant us to enjoy having sex, he...

Summer’s dying embers had given their last and been replaced by a September mist that painted the landscape with a layer of frost. Maybe a return to school, to normality, would be my salvation. These were the thoughts that came, formed and then vanished like the blue wisps of breath escaping my lips in the chill autumn air, as I saw the lights of the school bus approaching. Guilt, however, is a cruel companion and, even a...

Sitting at my desk, the computer monitor flickers and lights the room. The soft blue-white glow makes my skin seem even paler. It is late and the house is quiet, with my glass of Pinot Noir and my vibrator near by I anxiously log-on to the computer. It has been a long day and I am hoping that I have received a "special delivery." I take several sips of my wine and I rub my neck; my hands run down to my ample chest. Slowly...

I always have the shower on full blast and very hot with almost no cold water. Steam fills the room practically instantly. I step in and slide the frosted door shut. The water relaxes me immediately and I tilt my head to each side feeling the tension leave my shoulders as the heat penetrates and soothes. Reaching for my mint shampoo, I wash my long hair that seems to be growing an inch more each month. Of course I’m exagg...

A beautiful autumn day, a few small fluffy clouds in the sky and the first chill of winter was just a smell on the breeze that rippled through the trees that were turning deep russet and dropping their leaves.She had chosen a nice spot , just on the curve of a bubbling stream, back up against a sturdy tree pad and pencils to hand just in case she got the urge to sketch the scene before her, at the moment though her mind w...

Francis threw open the door and said sternly to Daniel “it is unacceptable, you just forgot, so you are so going to get a spanking.”   Daniel looked up and immediately knew what she meant. Francis, his fiancé, asked him to take her library book back whilst she was at the shop. It was the last day so now she gets a fine and had made it clear, like very clear indeed, that she would put him across her lap if he forgot. Well,...

Cat-like eyes of yellow fire bore into me, as I stared down at the pale, almost translucent figure on her knees before me. It was a deathly face that stared back; one that knew my darkest secrets and my living torment, one that enticed and repulsed in equal measure. Each time was the same, but the knowing only served to heighten my fear: her blood red lips would part to reveal an abyss, a road straight to hell, framed wit...

Part I    My name is Mark, and I was divorced for 5 years and 43 years old when I first met Karen, the woman who was later to become my second wife. From that new relationship a temptation and obsession unlike any I have ever had presented itself to me.  That took the form of her daughter from her first marriage, Rebecca, who was fifteen years old when I first laid eyes on her.  Rebecca was heart-stoppingly beautiful:  be...

Family AffairDon Abdul (c)For a 20-year-old, Damian looked a lot more mature. At 5'10'' tall, he had an athletic figure, which he kept in good shape by playing baseball and working out in the neighborhood gym. Although he acted just like any twenty-year-old in many regards, there was something different about him, he had fantasies about older women. His fantasies about the mature woman were a lot more intense than most bo...

Aunt Fiona was hardly my mother's favorite sibling. Mom was the oldest, and Fiona the youngest by a considerable margin. I first met my aunt when I was five and she was in high school and a star gymnast. I thought she was gorgeous, with her long red hair, pale skin, and deep blue eyes, I didn't tell Mom, but I wanted to look more like my aunt and less like my mother when I grew up.When she graduated from high school, Fion...

Time slowed as the key turned in the front door, and nothing could be heard but the click of the latch opening. As the reality of the situation began to dawn, Juliet was the first to react. With a loud screech she scrabbled to her feet, leaving her scent coursing through my nostrils and her wetness dripping from my face. Sara was quick to her feet too, and as she rose the head of my straining penis slid from her anus, bef...

At the age of sixteen, I was, like many a virgin, shy and somewhat sullen. Unlike the vast majority of my friends, I had not found a love. Vivid memories of that time, of how others seemed less awkward, still haunt me now. It would be fair to say that sex was a complete mystery to me, but the summer of 1999 changed that forever.   It was July, summer was in full bloom and everyone appeared to be excessively happy, everyon...