Kissing


Sex Story: Chapter 2

The boss slowly shut the door, I was frozen to the spot. I quickly scuttled across the room and put my clothes back on. There was a look on his face that I'd never forget, he was disgusted but also he looked hurt. "Cynthia.." He said, his voice was croaking, "Why?" He continued. "I-well.." She stuttered as she put her dress back on and sat down at the desk. "James, I don't think this will be coming as a surprise to you, but you're fired, effective immediately, you've just shagged my wife, in my office. I don't really think there is any way to wriggle out of this one" He said calmly.

Sex Story: Chapter 1

It was a typical british summer I thought as I woke up to the pitter patter of rain hitting the window beside me. It was a small apartment but it had a fashionable look. The floors and roof were decorated with cream tiles whilst the floor had been fitted with a wooden decking. I clambered onto it and suddenly winced as the flesh of my feet touched the freezing surface. I slipped on some socks and just about managed to fit my 6 foot 3 inch frame into the bathroom. I stood there and noticed a red mark on my otherwise muscular body. Each of my abs fell tight and I ran my fingers in between them like many girls had done so before.

Going Clubbing

I really hate to go clubbing, so I often decline the invitation to do so. It was my friend's birthday, though, so I had to go this time. I was so bored, so I sat at the bar all night long. Until I encountered the most gorgeous woman I'd seen that night. I noticed how sexy she looked as she moved her hips around as if to be riding an imaginary dick. She was a mature lady, one could tell by the rest of the group she was with, but still had a great body. But, I never got a good look at her face. Eventhough I don't like to go clubbing I still enjoy dancing. My fantasy had always been to be with an older woman, so I went behind this terrific body and started dancing with her.

Fantasy time, me!

Following Mine and Kevins exploits with the fantasy world, and a stud named Gary, i felt it was about time i tried abd lived one of my fantasy's that knowone but me ever knew about, i wasn't sure which one, i just knew, it was time, Kevin didn't need to know everything, besides this one was for me, that'll make it 1-1! Right!? The following days after my husbands bi-sexual threesome, with myself and the internet stud, Gary, i had been given an opportunity to go to scotland for a learning weekend from work. Hurrying at the chance, a little get away is always good, i jumped the first train, after say bye to my hubby. Upon the train, a 15 hour slow train journey had begun.

Fantasy time, me and Kev.

After several years of thinking, the time had come for my husband and i, to fulfil our wildest fantasy's, only, he wouldn't know too much about most of them, who am i to tell, march, and the frosty mornings still among us, yet spring, firstly let me tell you some bits about ourselves. My husband, a 33 y/o, handsome, builder by trade, and very good with his hands! Named Kevin, myself, 34 y/o, sassy, told im very attractive, and awsome with my tongue. We had often spoken of our fantasy's, but husband was more honest and sordid than me, i kept them simple, almost romantic, secretly yearning for other, unmentionable, to him at least, things.

All Alone

I don't know why it happened or how, but I'm happy that it did. I drove home from work, the entire time waiting for someone to call me to invite me out somewhere. Unfortunately, no one did and I ended up staying home on a Friday night. When I first got there I chatted with Mom for a while and then went to my room. I was extremely horny and lay in bed slowly stroking myself and texting some girls to see if I could arrange a get together, but no one was available. I gave up and started stroking faster as I gave into the temptation of jacking off.

Alissa: Part 1

Alissa is my daughter. Well, technically, she is my step-daughter. But, her mother and I have been together since Alissa was about three years old, so I consider her to be of my own blood. We had a great relationship which just added to the illusion of us truly being related. I was fair with all my children. My wife, Yasmin, is the total opposite when it comes to disciplining the kids. She has her favorite, which is always the baby of the family. We now have five children, including Alissa, and with each new baby came a new favorite.

Blackmailing sexy MILF Shelley Simms 2

Now on Wednesday, I put the plan into motion Shelley expected me to show up to fuck. If Shelley was right, she would be fertile and could end up pregnant. Shelley could explain away a baby from me, being white after all. But Tyrone was black and if he knocked her up, there'd be no way out of it. This had my cock hard, the possibility of Mrs. Simms being breed by her sons and mine black friend Tyrone. I got a hold of three HD cameras, I could get the action from three angles. I couldn't wait to see Shelley the 38-year-old mom given up her married pussy to the young black Tyrone. This would be the biggest cock of Shelley's life.

An Indecent Proposition (Part 5)

For over three months I had availed myself of Amy's eager mouth and pussy. For a girl who hadn't been dating and didn't really want a relationship, she was a very enthusiastic lover. It's true, apart from our night in Derbyshire, we hadn't eaten out, gone for walks or had a drink in the pub. Our relationship was ninety nine percent sexual. I would have said one hundred, but she served me in the refectory of a local nature reserve and I had given her lifts home. Since our meeting, Amy had past her test and now drove a second hand car, which precluded my services in that direction. Sometimes she would drive, on the occasion that I fancied a blow job in a quiet spot in the country.

An Indecent Proposition (Part 4)

My lusty male urges had not only been satisfied but indulged to the maximum, after entering into my no strings arrangement with Amy. In a week or so, I had ended an almost year long sexual fast in spectacular fashion. I had fucked her three times at my home and once in the bucolic Rutland countryside. It was apparent that Amy did not hold sex with a very high priority in her life, but enjoyed the attention I was giving her. She confessed that she masturbated quite a lot but didn't feel any the worse off for not dating.