I first met him through an online chat room; It started with discussing the weather, the news, the usual chit chat and continued to discuss our sexual fantasies. Here it became interesting, we were both half thirty, both married, both horny and open-minded. When he first told me about his favorite fantasy I was interested but careful, it seemed like something other woman would do, certainly not me. When we got to know each other, I became determined to help him fulfill his imagination. The fantasy he had in mind was as follows, he walks into a hotel room to find a woman, naked, eyes closed, kneeling on the bed. Pretty simple so far, the really exciting thing was that he and the woman would never have met before and would have no idea how the other person saw, too, she wouldn’t be allowed to open her eyes until he said that. This part excited me, I had talked to him for a few months and we had spoken on the phone, but I could only believe his word about his appearance. I decided to do it and we arranged it for next week.

Since my stepsister and I first met, we’ve always hated each other for some reason. I’m 16 and she’s 15. Well one night she and I ended up in my dark room one night, and we were wrestling in the dark, and we stopped all of a sudden, and some of our faces met, and our lips touched, and all of a sudden we were “kissing” and we did it for about 5 minutes, and I was hard like a rock, and I was just in my boxers, and she could totally feel what I had, so she started to tease by licking me under my stomach, so I said hell with this, I grabbed her head and forced her all the way to my dick, and without telling me anything, she knew what to do, so I let her thing do, and after about 8 minutes of a good head, I felt it coming, and I held her head, and I held it there in her mouth, so I yelled “O my god,” with a mouth full of seed, she went to rest, she washed her mouth and went to bed. That was our first time she and I did something sexual. So next weekend she was back in my room, she was in my room using my computer, but as soon as our parents went to bed, she got off, and started listening, and every time she bothered me, we ended up fighting, so she started listening, so we wrestled around, I took my TV and lights off, and I kept struggling, so the same thing happened as before, we started kissing, then ended up giving her my head, but this time I told her I was coming, and she kept going, then I went into her mouth, she swallowed it, but she didn’t care.

Walter knew his wife was a witch. And he knew her mother was also a witch. Once during a fight she turned him into a naked ‘doll man’ of 6 inches long for his wife and told him to get used to it when he was not man enough to keep his wife black! Veronica’s mother was a little racist. After Veronica turned him back to his slim, small self on the way back to town and apologized for what her mother did, he could say she was secretly happy with the experience!

One night late driving from work to my boyfriend at school… I followed a white truck. He didn’t pass fast so I him, and then he tried to pass me Turn on the light in his cab so I could see what he looked like. He was cute and I followed him for a while and decided what hell was going on, I passed him again and this time I did the same and waved to him as I passed. This wasn’t like me at all, I don’t know if it was just late and I was bored or what but I liked it. After a few minutes he passed again with his light on, but this time he pointed to something straight and drove through me. Then I was a resting place sign and knew what he wanted. My heart started pounding when I didn’t want to move on. I saw him blink. In my mind I wasn’t going to stop, but if I race closer my heart and I couldn’t stop pulling myself in and stopping next to his truck.

I’m sleeping. I wake up from the sound of my bedroom door. But I’m not moving, knowing who’s here. I hear her undressing and feel the covers being withdrawn. I feel her warm body next to mine. She follows her finger behind my right ear and kisses my shoulder. Her hands move through my body. When they fish in my underwear (jungle boxer shorts)

I’m rolling on my back. We share a deep kiss while I lift my ass so she can facilitate my only clothes. I kick them out, the kiss isn’t broken. After a few passionate minutes of kissing, she kisses her way through my body. When she comes to my stomach, her hands touch my thighs, starting at the knees. When she gets closer to my erotic center, which stands proud and long, with her mouth her hands work all the way up there. While using one hand to stroke my dick and balls, she licks my dick and uses her other hand to massage where my thighs meet my body. She takes me in her mouth, deeper and deeper, and gives me enough tongue action. Her hand pumps what’s not in her mouth as the other goes on is the work in my joints, moving to my balls and ass too. Harder, longer. As I go over the edge… Slow them down and lick me like a lollipop. I moan, and she continues this blessed torture until it becomes too much. I fill her mouth with my coming. A little shaking along the side of her mouth. She kisses her way back to my body and we share a soul kiss.

Wendy waited impatiently for the movie to begin. It was already 15 minutes after midnight and the big girl with breasts was clearly in a bad mood. Her date for the evening had left her, none of her friends were there, and the only resort for entertainment was a lonely midnight movie. She sighed, she leaned back on the scratchy chair when the lights finally dim.

The theatre door opened and closed quickly, blinking a spear of light at the opening curtains. Some dumb guy walked down the aisle. She sat next to Wendy and annoyed the unhappy girl anyway. The theater was almost empty; There was no reason why this woman should only sit one chair away. The pre-movie ads for popcorn and licorice flourished to life and Wendy looked at the newcomer from the corner of her eye.

Goldie got bored and decided to take a walk in the woods. At first the fresh air seemed cool and inviting. But when the sun rose to the sky, the sky became more weary. Small rivers of perspiration drove through her neck and around the hills of her breasts, disappearing into the top of her sundress. The damp cloth clinged to her skin, sketching her nipples. She unbuttoned the top of her dress to bring the air to her sweaty skin.

I’ll never forget my cousin Arlene. She was and is a beautiful girl/woman. We learned a lot together when we were younger.

Arlene and her parents, Tony and Tanita, lived next door to me and my parents when she was ten years old.

Because there were so few children living near us, none, we of course got used to each other. Actually we lived in the countryside and the nearest farm was close to a quarter of a mile away and they had no children of our age.

In the early eighties I worked in this factory that made snacks. At that time all office workers had their own office (ah, the days before cabins were discovered). The accounting, where I worked, was in an extra wing at the back. Because of the sensitive nature of our work, the offices had an outside door that was always locked, then each of our offices had their own doors.

During lunch, my three colleagues always left, to go home or to dinner. I usually ate a sandwich at my desk on the other side. It wasn’t long before I realized I had a lot of privacy at this time. One day I was super horny, my pussy desperate relief. I couldn’t take it anymore and had to do something. Except I locked my office door. Sitting behind my desk… I pulled up my skirt and slipped my panties aside. Nervous, my fingers dipped in my pussy, soon I gave myself a nice seed. I licked my fingers clean and went back to work.

Fucking my best friend’s mother was the last thing I could think about when I went to his house. I rang the bell and she opened the door. I asked her if her son Tom was home. She said I just missed him because he left with a girl and they went to the mall.

She said I didn’t have to leave because she just made a pot of coffee and invited me to a cup. She worked in one of the city’s hospitals and was still in uniform. I asked her if she had another double shift. She smiled and said without a second salary to pay the bills, she had to work all hours offered to her.