"So, this is still in your price range, but close to the higher number," I said, leading the way. "Obviously, it's up to you."

"I like it, Ray; it's spacious."

"Yes, it is, but that does reflect on the price tag. I could tell you liked it from the second I saw your face, Ashley."

"Yeah, so?" she giggled, stopping them both.

I turned back to see them kissing, but looked away. I jiggled a bit, but respected both the client's privacy. They made out for a moment, and I just waited for them to continue the tour. I wasn't sure how long they'd keep going, but I was willing to wait.

"I love you," Ray mumbled.

"I love you too," Ashley added, before coming my way. "Sorry, Lindzee."

"It's okay," I mentioned, peeking at them.

We continued the tour, and they stayed together the

My name is Samantha, Sam for short, I am living in Bradford West Yorkshire, I'm 28 yrs old 5' 6" tall with medium length brown hair, and have a long term boyfriend called Chris.

I stayed in Bradford living with Chris after graduating from university. An old university friend of mine Sheila had returned to Bradford after living and working down south in London.

I had not seen Sheila for several years, in fact I did not know she had returned until I bumped into her whilst I was down town doing some shopping.

We swapped phone numbers arranged to meet up again at the end of the week on Friday and go out for a drink and to catch up on old times.

Sheila is my age but of Indian descent, she is 5' 4" tall and very slim with long black hair.

When I got back I told Chris that I h

(This story was inspired by and is a tribute to “Grocery Boy’s Helping Hand” by Omega Prime, one of my favorite erotic stories.)


Marc’s story began with an unexpected shift at work. He had gotten a call from his manager at the store asking if he could fill in after school. Marc agreed, having nothing else planned and wanting the extra spending money. At 15 the after-school job suited him well.

His shift had ended and he was ready to go home. Unfortunately his mother wasn’t answering her phone. He had tried calling three times but to no avail. He sighed deeply. Apparently he would be walking home, a fairly long walk from the store. And to make matters worse it had been raining heavily all day. As he stood there contemplating this frustrating turn of events, he heard a voic

Well, the first thing we would have to do is plan on where to meet. I would prefer a public place because I would leave my house naked and show up to meet you that way. All I would bring with me would be an assortment of sharpie permanent markers, bag of flour, a camera that took video and a lap top. I would put all that in a backpack or something similar.
I would arrive at our prearranged meeting place around 30 minutes before we were scheduled to meet. Hopefully it would still be during daylight time as well. When you were on your way you would call me and we would chat as you drove and once in the place (if other cars were around) I would let you know where I was parked. I would leave it up to you whether you wanted to park next to me or somewhere else and have me walk to where

We took a flashlight and walked through several campsites until we were near the river's edge sites. I figured our fishermen might be near there. We had tanned topless in the woods near the river bank where they were casting earlier in the day. Sheila and I shared similar exhibitionist fantasies and had become good friends and partners since our pubescent awakening.

We stopped and listened. We both heard a group of Spanish speaking men laughing and talking. We walked towards their sound and found them behind a fold up camper sitting around a campfire passing a Tequila bottle. I took my girlfriend's hand and led her near them saying 'Buenos Noches'. They all looked up and said 'Buenos Noches' back to us. I spoke to them in Spanish and said we had seen them fishing earlier and was wonde

It was a cool November night, and the life of a quiet town was at its slowest when the clock struck midnight. The atmosphere was damp and cozy. The street lights dazzled and danced on the wet black-top. The stillness interrupted occasionally by the clawing of dead leaves. It was on this evening that the lust for late night comforts took Samantha.
Samantha was 22 year old hard working lass with a focus that drove fourth her ascension in the professional realm. She had wonderful brown almond shaped eyes that burned dimly with a friendly ember that could melt anyone. She was a brunette, and had hair that grew down to the small of her back. Her dark bangs framed her lovely round face as if it were a window to her cheeky smile. She was what most considered a fat girl, but despite the commo

      Waking up the next morning, I was determined to get Laura to masturbate with me, face to face. The pulsing of my insistent cunt gave me no other choice. I had to lay back, and finger fuck myself wildly, letting out a howl of climax as I imagined Laura, doing the same thing right in front of me, my orgasm washing me in a blissful rush of pleasure, befo

      My next door neighbors had just sold their house, with 2 children, and a third one on the way, the two bedroom bungalow was getting too cramped. The new owner moved in a few days after the sale was completed, I got a quick look at her, and decided that I would pay a "good Neighbor" call, and welcome her to the neighborhood.