Hetero Sex Stories

Serah's Slave - 2

One day she said she was coming home with me. Once inside she ordered me to prepare some hot chocolate for both of us. I was about to say that I didn't like chocolate very much when I remembered what I was supposed to do. By the time it was ready she had freshened up and came back in her underwear. "I forgot to bring any change. Give me one of your shirts" I dutifully took one from the closet. She then proceeded to calmly slowly remove her underwear, hook it onto the back of the chairs and put on my shirt half the buttons of which she left undone. I gulped a couple of times during the process and averted my gaze but it slowly came back to her.

Serahs Slave - 1

She was the shortest girl in the class. She was average looking. She generally sat in the back bench. She was careful not to be in the limelight. But I knew she was trouble from the beginning. She had a beautiful figure and she knew it. I noticed that she deliberately showed a lot of cleavage during class hours. My slightly bewildered guess that she did it only to male teachers was proved correct when some of the male colleagues commented on it. But none of the ladies had that experience with her. I deliberately ignored her. Others either took her to task for it or enjoyed the view.

The Dance of Sex

I suppose I should tell you a bit about me. CV's, university application forms and so on, I spend so much time giving my details that I sometimes forget who I am. Well here goes my name is Tom, I am in the sixth form at an all boys School, I am very bright at least that what my teacher tell me. My mates think I am a nerd, they also think I am a virgin that hurts even though it was true up to about a week ago. I do like girls and in fact have a big crush on Emma Watson, I am really looking forward to the last Harry Potter film especially that scene everyone's talking about. I would like to tell you how I lost my virginity. Well I would like to tell someone and you will do.

Interactions With The Neighbours: Part 3

Zack and I wake at the same time, his morning hard on pushing firmly against my stomach. My hand goes to it and I slowly jerk him off, he responds by trying to pleasure me. I stop him and make it clear that would have to wait until tomorrow, today my body belongs to Stacy. He leans back and enjoys the sensation between his legs; he orgasms hard and the cum trickles down my stomach and over my pussy. We meet Stacy in the shower and I notice that she was appraising the bite marks on Zack's body. I smile at her and bare my teeth. We take a light breakfast then make our way to the garage. It houses my pride and joy, a double sybian.

Going solo but not alone.

Woody Allen quote: "Don't knock masturbation; it's sex with someone I love" has a deep resonance with me. I am Katie LaSalle and I am studying Social Anthropology at Uni. It is fair to say that I am addicted to sex and have been so for a long time. I enjoy fucking boys and girls or if the opportunity arises both at the same time. However nothing beats making love to myself. Anything from a quick wank in the toilet to a long ride on my Sybian. Saturday is a special day for me. I make quick visit to the hairdresser and the local shops to buy any supplies I need, then the rest of the day is for myself. Twelve long hours of me time.

Interactions with the neighbours: Part 2

I have already mentioned, I inherited my house from my Uncle, along with his extensive library of erotic literature and his 'Cabinet of Curiosities' a true sadists delight. Zack and Stacy, who live one house along have already savoured what I have to offer. Once is never enough and they have pestering me to allow them to try out my hobby room. I must admit I am excited as they are by the prospect. The opportunity has finally arisen. Their mother is going away on five-day conference. Being sixteen and Seventeen respectively she considers Zack and Stacy to be old enough to be left on their own. In fact they will be staying with me for seventy-two hours. We have been planning for a week now.

Summer's Dawn

These days it is not uncommon for women in their late thirties to have children that are in early twenties. Malachi had met such a woman, Summer. They had met online, on one of the popular 'networking' sites. They hit off pretty quickly, conversing online via messenger and email for about a week before they had exchanged phone numbers. They got along very well and despite coming from different backgrounds, they had tons in common; from the music they both enjoyed, to the places they had both lived, and a shared sense of core values. Summer had come from a wealthy background, her father was Fortune 500 CEO at a telecommunication corporation, and her mother was a feared and respected corporate...

Interaction With The Neighbours: Part1

I consider myself to be a very fortunate person; at the age of nineteen I own my own house. I inherited from my Uncle, along with an extensive library of erotic literature (most of it is simply porn) and what is probably one of the largest private collections of implements designed to cause pain. It is a nice house too, detached with three bedrooms, a living room, a dinning room and a kitchen to die for. It also has a good size study, which I have converted into a hobby room, you will find at more about my hobbies later. The garden is a dream and I spend hours in it. Mainly indulging in nude sunbathing. By the way my name is Suzie.

Holidaying with a school friend: Part 1

It was the last day of the summer term and I was full of the holiday spirit. In less than a weeks time parents and I were off to the Caribbean for a two-week break. For the last few days I have been talking about nothing else. Friend in my form must of getting fed up with me; I am sure Cora was and told me as much.

Part of a Cindy evening

One of my earlier stories is about Cindy's first visit to a party house, and mine. In the thrill of writing it and getting close to the end of the evening, I rushed to finish it, leaving out a very interesting part of the story. Without rehashing too much of the story but setting the stage, Cindy and I had gone to a party house in spite of my objections and a long list of rules basically designed to stop Cindy from doing all the things she did anyway. Surprisingly, instead of being upset, I ended up having the best time of my sexual life. Fast forward to the part where I find Cindy lying in the center play area of the party room, and I lay beside her naked body.