Fetish

After we became empty nesters, my wife Jan and I experienced some wild, fun, and stimulating sex between ourselves and with others including fellow workers, a bi male, a student, Jan’s girl friend, the UPS guy, my audiologist, interracial, a she male, sister, and niece. We have pretty much done it all.

One night Jan and I were having a great oral time. Her pussy never tasted better as my tongue found those secret folds, clitoris, her sex fluids and that hot luscious sex hole. Her female

Allie knew what was coming well before she pulled her towel away. It was just the price of still being friends with Craig and Eddie, who hadn’t matured much at all since high school.

“Boooyaaaahhhhhh!” “Hubba hubba hubba!” “Them’s the stuff!”

“Such a couple of little boys, aren’t they?” Corri asked Allie with a grin as the two young women set their towels aside and stood on the sun-drenched poolside in their bikinis.

“Yeah,

Vanessa moved closer to Patrick on the couch as they watched a movie they had rented. It was a action film that he had pick out over Vanessa’s protests. Unconsciously, he put his arm around her shoulders, not taking his eyes from the action on the screen.

Having grown bored some minutes earlier, Vanessa had decided to take control of the situation and get Patrick’s mind away from the movie and on to her body, where it belonged.

She shrugged off his arm and walked to the bedroom.

Tuesday night. Quiet. I am sitting in an overstuffed striped chair by the window, a streetlight spreading a candle like glow over the pages of the book I’m reading. Hardly anyone here and it is quiet, except for the sound of my stockings scraping against each other when I shift my thighs, which I am doing frequently, given the content of the book I am reading. My face is warm with arousal, I’m torn between raising the book to hide myself and lowering it to hide the cover, embarrassed at what I

I was sitting on the bench near the lake taking my lunch break. I enjoyed coming to the lake this time of the year. The day was beautiful. Early spring with a slight breeze blowing, just enough to keep me cool and yet still enjoy the warm feel of the sun upon my skin. The break from the office was nice and more importantly I enjoyed the scenery in the form of beautiful ladies.

This time of the year especially so, in that they wore skirts and shorts. I am a foot and legman and took full

When Jessica showed up at her friend Jesse’s door at two in the morning, it wasn’t much of a surprise to Jesse that she had been drinking, although the time of day was more of a giveaway that she had been drinking than what would be expected of her character. Jesse had come to be pretty good friends with Jessica through a relationship that began as lab partners in Dr.

Anderson’s physics class during their Junior year of college. Eventually they studied together and then, sadly

The absolute worst thing about being a student, living in a crappy, run down apartment, has to be having no access to laundry facilities. On Saturday mornings, when most of Eric’s friends were recovering from the night before, or maybe getting some homework done, Eric would be at the laundromat trying to beat the noon rush of other students who lived nearby.

As much as he hated doing it, it needed to be done. And he would always rather get it out of the way sooner than later.

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Ready for some more wild shit?

Hey guys, I’m sure you have seen those make your own dildo kits. You know the kind, where you make a mold of your own dick, and use it to make a vibrator so your significant other can fuck themselves with it when you’re not around. Well, I’m here to tell you be careful, if you get one of those, the decision might come back to bite you in the ass. Or worse. Here is my second chapter.

As we get out of the shower she guides me on the edge of the bed

It was a beautiful, sunny Friday afternoon after a cold and dreary rain-soaked week, so I decided to cut out of the office a little early to mow the lawn, which was several days overdue and looked like a miniature forest. The warm sunshine matched my disposition as I drove home on my familiar route, windows down and radio blasting. It had been a long, exhausting week and I was greatly looking forward to the weekend.

I pulled into my driveway and parked my truck, grabbing a package of yard bags

Auborn Streele rode her swift, powerful horse through the hills of Karameikos, leading her small group of warriors to join the forces at Castellan Keep. Darkness was beginning to fall, and although she and her men were all seasoned warriors, they were in most dangerous territory, and she strongly wished to cover the few remaining miles before nightfall, to be soon sipping a cup of wine at the keep’s tavern.

Perhaps it was her haste that caused her to miss the ambush, but miss it she did,