First Time


The Naughty Mom

Alicia Anderson wondered what it would be like to have a young stud to fuck her regularly. It seemed that every married woman in the world was having an affair these days except her. Even Zenobia Grant -- that decrepit old bag on the soap opera Alicia sat here watching as the rain poured down outside -- was having an affair. The old bag, with her six face lifts and inch-thick makeup, was presently locked in the muscular embrace of the young stableboy who tended her husband's prize horses. The stableboy had to be at least a half century younger than Zenobia. Alicia she'd never be able to figure out the stableboy's lust for the old bag.

Double Mistaken Identity

Jack was determined to fuck Donna, the mother of his daughter's boyfriend. He just got mixed up a bit. "Fine, have your damn costume party. But I won't be there" Mary promised. "I'll spend the night at mother's.""Oh hon, come on," I exclaimed. "You'll have fun.""No I won't," she countered. "You know how I hate those kinds of parties. Things happen that everyone is sorry about the next day.""Hon, that was years ago. It was a mistake. I said I was sorry a million times.""I'm not talking about you," Mary said. "I'm talking about Teresa. I don't care if she is in college. She lives here and will abide by my, our, rules. No sex until marriage.

My Cousins Blowjob

I was 18 and my cousin was 18 (second cousin... maybe doesn't even count as incest) and we had been pretty friendly while growing up and pretty confident that we could talk to each other about most shit when we could (she lived about 5 hours away). As younger kids we had played a bit of doctors and nurses etc as a lot of kids do but other than that we had a pretty regular cousin relationship. Anyway, my cousin was a bit of a tearaway who was going to parties with older people. She was a biggish girl but had a genuinely pretty face and big tits. One day her family visited mine around christmas time and she came in to my room to chat and see what was going on.

Formula 1602

My name is Gerald and I have a story to tell, but before I do let me tell you a little about myself. I just turned 15 and I am a nerd, not that I want to be, but I just am, the educational system is boring to me and I usually excel in all my subjects, especially the sciences and math. I try not to stand out but I am compelled to do my best with my homework and exams and stuff. There is just something in my makeup that drives me, I can't explain. I'm 6 feet tall and weigh 147 pounds. I have brown hair and eyes and I wear glasses. Anyways, on to the story:I had worked on this project for the science fair for over two months and I was no where near where I needed to be at this point.

Tennis 30 Love

Kim and I had been friends for a couple of years. Not real close friends but we did play tennis 4 or 5 times a summer. We had always kept it real friendly. We had begun to make small bets before each game just to make it more interesting. We usually played for the cost of lunch at the club. Last Tuesday though things changed a bit. We both arrived at the courts just as we always did. I had worn a new pink blouse and my white tennis skirt. I play often and even though I have already passed my 35th birthday I always get a few looks when I walk into the club. Kim who is about ten years younger than me is a real knock out. She is the blonde haired blue eyed woman men day dream about.

Best Friends

When I was 16 I had a best friend, her name was Lisa. We spent a lot of time together. The summer between the 10th and 11th grade changed both of us. We were both really cute girls, the guys were always looking at us and neither of us had problems getting dates. We were both blondes, Lisa was about 5'4"; large breast and a cute body. I was shorter, 5'1" nice body.

The Bachelor Party

Wendy and I are both in our late twenties. She's 5?6, 110 lbs., 34c, light blue eyes, and a natural redhead. Wendy has these beautiful soft thick lips... just perfect for blowjobs. Being a Natural redhead, her pubic hair is red and very soft. We've been together about 4 years, married a little over 2 years. She's had a few boyfriends before me, but I could tell she was very inexperienced Sexually speaking. Wendy is a very modest woman. She wears a one-piece bathing suit in public. I've tried to get her to dress and act sexy in public, but she won't. I've even tried getting her drunk and having my way with her on a secluded beach without any luck.

Catholic Girl Gets What She Wants

Alice was a good Catholic girl, at least in all the ways that matter. She went to church regularly. She believed in God. She took seriously the Church's teaching on various issues, abortion, just war, marriage and divorce. The one thing that she struggled with was sex. It's not that she was a wild one or anything. Her experience was limited. She was a black haired beauty at the age of 26, with a sweet and sultry voice and a killer body, pale luminescent skin, legs that went on for days, perfect curves and proportions. All the guys were interested in her.

Part Time Job

I got pregnant the night of my senior prom, because my asshole husband, then boy friend, forgot to buy condoms and didn't tell me he was fucking me bareback, so we got married right after graduation. I had a boy, my husband had gotten a job as a forklift operator, a job he still has, and we never had enough money, big surprise. My asshole husband fought me tooth and nail about me going to work, the old argument, a woman's place is in the home raising the kid. Well that lasted until my son was eight and wanted a computer for Christmas, then I told my husband to go fuck himself, that I was getting a job for Christmas, so we could buy the computer.

Making Eleanor

There was no plan at first, no real strategy or tactic to propel my fantasy. There was just an a heavy desire to own and deep-seated understanding of what it would take ... a set of skills and resources that I must possess to make it all work. That's where I focused, for what seemed like an enternity, working endlessly to further myself and aquire those things that I would need. I swirled the scotch in my glass and watched her, smiling at her tight rubber-like dress, and admiring how her ample curves and heavy breasts were tightly contained. I half laughed to myself as she tossed her red hair over her shoulder, dancing with the group of people I knew she had come with.