The next day at breakfast, after a night of intense fucking, Joan tells John, "I think the two of us should go on a Caribbean vacation at a classy resort, and live out all the fantasies you have written about me. What do you think?" John was stunned, "This sounds like a great idea. I love watching you tease total strangers to the point where they can't resist not fucking you, which turns me into a raging, horny bull. I wi...

“Hurry up,” Tasha scolds me. She’s the one who told me to ‘slut it up.’ I’d love to see her try to haul ass in four-inch heels without snapping an ankle. She picked flats, of course. The hypocrite. “It’s my birthday, you don’t get to talk to me like that,” I whine. It’s not very effective. She doesn’t slow down. A gust of wind passes right through my coat, and I hunch lower, cursing my little black dress for doing absolut...

B-wing bathroom. 5 minutes. Jack’s text came in as our professor began lecturing on the basics of synapses and neurotransmitters. A warm shiver rippled through my body as I glanced a few rows to the right, catching him staring intently at me already as if he was waiting for me to see that text. Of course, that was exactly what he’d been doing. One cocky grin from his mouth and a flash of the teeth I loved feeling against...

My seven-inch cock was pumping rapidly into Meg’s tight pussy. Meg wrapped her legs around my waist. Her moans filled the room, along with the sounds of our slapping skin. Her juices drenched her long, curly pubic hair. Her cute little titties were being alternately sucked hungrily by my mouth. Meg cried out with an animalistic roar as she shuddered and came. I grunted and unloaded my seed into her sweet pussy. Meg and I...

Edward Davis was 40 years old. He was the sales manager for a large pharmaceutical company. His college sweetheart had moved to another school to earn her master's degree and fell in love with another man. He had remained single for all these years, but he had always hoped to meet the woman who was right for him. Ed wasn’t unhappy being single. He had devoted himself to his job, which paid big dividends in return. His wor...

My name is Miranda. I am thirty-two years old and have never worked a day in my life. My daddy is a billionaire, and I live off his money. I love to work out and keep my body fine. I have been told that I am stunningly beautiful and have the perfect body. I love cock. New cock, strange cock, multiple cocks, big cocks and little cocks. I am an exhibitionist. I love exposing my tits or my pussy in public. I love to have sex...

I feel his eyes on me as I sway my hips to the beat of the music. The effect of being watched by him heats my insides more than the alcohol I've consumed. I stretch my arms above my head and feel the hem of my dress inch up my thighs, exposing more skin. I close my eyes and let the beat move through me, running my hands over my body, putting on a show for him. Strong arms circle my waist and I feel a hard body at my back....

I met Kelly on St. Patty’s Day ten years ago. I played baseball at Notre Dame and was at home base hitting balls being pitched from the automatic pitching machine. It was early for spring training, but I liked to hit baseballs throughout the off season. Kelly was a buxom blonde with deep blue eyes. She was dressed for the festival at the campus that night. She wore a green strapless corset dress and carried a green cane....