Everything I've described in this story up until the main character is actually caught, happened. From there, I let my imagination run away with me a little...
The young woman and her friend had been up most of the night talking. Unsatisfied with her husband sexually, she and her friend were having the age old conversation they'd always had about what to do about it. They were having a sleep over, and she was laying in her friend's bed, facing her. They were whispering so as not to wake the others, and their faces were incredibly close.
At the end of their conversation, nothing really resolved, and the young woman feeling just as disappointed and frustrated as ever, the two women get even closer and hug. The young woman buries her face in her friend's chest, as her friend
It’s supposed to be a secret but our Head Mistress Miss Sharp has been Fucked by god knows how many lads here over the years! God knows how she has got away with it but we don’t care as she’s our own Cum bucket so we are not going to say anything! Not sure but I think it all started years back when she started seeing this young lad that was here back then! Sometimes when in a class she tells us what she has got up to & such like with School Boys’ Lets just say she has a thing for Young Boys’ When I first got to find out about it all was when my mate said can you keep a secret ? Then told me that he had Fucked her loads of times’ What! You mean you’ve really Shagged her for real? Yeah she loves it & lets you do anything to her! Up the arse & everything’ Lost count the number of
One weekend I was home alone as the rest of my family was either away for work or at my older brother’s college family weekend. I had to stay home because I had to work Friday night. After work on Friday I got home and had something to eat. I decided to see what was on TV and after flipping through channels for about a half hour I got bored and decided to get online to chat with some friends on instant messenger. As the night went on more of my friends started getting off and I was getting bored again so I decided to visit a chat room. Seeing as I was home alone I decided to enter the home alone chat room…I would have never imagined what happened next.
The conversations started out normal enough there were plenty of boys in the chat room asking to talk to females so, being a female, I
My name is Deanna and I am the luckiest girl alive.
But let me explain a few things about me
I'm 43 years old but look pretty damn good for my age
I'm not skinny im chubby with red hair and C cup tits and with a ghetto booty as boys keep telling me which im proud of especially being white lol.
Anyways alot of ppl have judged me for this but I was engaged to a man that I had been with for 5 years and I ended up cheating on him with someone I worked with it was meant to be a one time deal especially with him being nearly 20 years younger than me but we fell inlove so I broke it off and agreed to be with him. We have had our ups and downs but he always done his best to keep me happy and finally he bought me a ring.
I didnt know how he bought me a ring and was paying to have ou
After the collapse of the world government and its iron fist terror grip on power for 7 years mankind had been nearly decimated..
The remaining survivors vowed to never again make the mistakes of the past opting for the first time in human history for a stateless society where people would organize themselves as they see fit a panarchy.
Out of the ashes of the old world many of the survivors specially women had been sold as sex slaves by the former ruling elite and of those most had no skills other than prostitution. A group of these women created the order of the sex maidens
Like post apocalyptic Geishas and Scorts combination they differentiated themselves from everyone by never wearing any clothes only high heel shoes and a belt in which they carried whatever curre
Death is a usual happening. You can see it in the dust that travels through the air. Destroyed skyscrapers that have collapsed on to the ground below. Rusted vehicles lying dead on the side of the road. The bones and skulls of skeletons hiding within the rubble. It is silent. You can hear the creaking of old metal from buildings delicately swaying in the calm but dirty air. The quiet is interrupted by a scream.
Two figures emerge from the fog as they stumble through the rubble, they are frantically trying to get away from something as if they are being chased. They wear ragged clothing with hoods over their heads. One figure is taller, holding tightly to the hand of the other figure who is smaller in comparison. Their legs are weak as they struggle to run dow
Emily's First Oral Experience.
Emily entered the Dentist's office and sat down to wait her turn.
Dr. Hunter called out Emily's name.
"Hi Emily. It's been a while."
"Yes it has."
"I see you're turning 14 this Friday!
"Yep! Can't wait!"
Emily sat down on the dentist chair.
"Let me take a look down there"
"Oh dear. I see cavities!"
"Sorry Dr. Hunter"
"Don't apologize to me! Say sorry to my penis!"
Dr. Hunter walked over to the table, turned on the radio
and started to unzip his pants. Emily saw the 8" cock and starred at it.
"Wow that's big!"
"Don't just stare at it, lick it"
Emily grabbed the big cock and kissed it.
She started to lick the head of the penis and slowly sucked on it.
Emily felt 2 big loads shoot into her mouth and onto her tongue. She quickly
Colette is nineteen now, she's always been the only child.
her fathers pride and joy, she's had him wrapped around her little finger since the day she was born.
when her father remarried he had told Colette her stepmother had a son a few years older than her, but that he was out on his own.
Colette always gets what she wants, so when her stepbrother. Fletcher, is down on his luck and moves back in with his mom, he has to share his old room with Colette.
the sexual tension on the first night is stronger than either could have ever thought possible.
Colette can no longer stand it and when she comes home drunk one night, she stumbles into the room to find Fletcher jacking off.
she can't look away, but when she finally looks up at him his eyes are on her, his confidence only turns her
It was fall and school had just started again. My twin brother Karl and I were feeling pretty darned good, after all, we were in high school now, 14 years old and freshmen.
There was something we called “The Race.” Our father had died when we were infants, he'd left our mother well set financially, she didn't need to work but she did. She was a sales executive with a communications company with a mid six figure income but Karl and I figured the only reasons she was employed were that she had the opportunity to meet men and that she didn't have to handle normal motherly duties, we felt like she hated us for being impediments to her, in her mind, idyllic life.
Her idyllic life, what a joke. To the outside world mother was a paragon of virtue, a beautiful woman of 37, a high payi
This is a series of stories all with significant truth to them; names have been changed, and some details have been re-worked to make it a more appealing story, but be certain that most of the events happened, or at least I *wished* they would've happened, to me.
Since I wrote this as a series of chapters, some are longer than others, and some are more or less erotic (like this one) than others. However, each one plays into the next.
Continued from College Tales Chapter 1: Partying with Randall
I’ve had this dream since freshman year of college; I think it became more realistic when I actually learned about sex (not ‘about’ sex as in sex-ed class, but ‘about’ sex as in actually having it) that spring. It’s based on fact, but the actual events of the party are completely f
I wrote this story - and the following chapters - last year but finally decided to post them up. These are somewhat based on real events (names changed, of course), or on real fantasies I've had or still have about friends from the past.
I'll post the chapters in the order in which I wrote them; some might be shorter than others, or more erotic than others, but read through them all and tell me what you think!
Randall is an old friend of mine from college. Both of us are in our early 20s, only a few years out of school and still trying to find our respective ways in the world. Randall’s a pretty big guy, about 6’5”, and on more than one occasion he’s been called to help out with a backcountry arrest for the local Forest Service. As far as I know, he’s never killed a m
Dorette was taking a stroll around her parents’ garden. While they were on holiday she was around
for a couple of days to look after the house and to make sure the staff did their jobs properly. Of
course, at nineteen she didn’t get as much respect from them as her father, who was a lot older, but
the fear of her passing any complaints on made sure that most of the tasks were done properly.
Grinning, she watched one of the boys pretending to be hard at work in the garden. She could tell
he wasn’t in a very good shape. Not so much because of the blazing sun that was straight overhead,
but more because he had kept her awake for most of the time that night. Well, not directly but he
seemed to her the kind of guy who had made the Spanish maid moan and scream with passion for
Because I have plenty of spare time while studying I spent a couple of days in Brazil last month.
My father though I deserved a little holiday. We were also invited to a wedding in Buenos Aires.
My dad had predicted that there was a lot of nice things to see and he proved to be right. The women
there were all beautifully dressed, the one even more gorgeous than the other. And their looks...
incredibly sexy and sensual. Their long, wavy hair, their wonderful shapes that were accented even
more by their dresses. And best of all: of the several hundred guests more than half were female!
The table was arranged in such a way that my company consisted of only one couple, the rest were
all girls. Daniela, one of them, was a real stunner. Her slim body was decorated with a pair of firm
(6 years is long enough, right? Read Part 1 here: http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/taboo-stories/after-school-with-mr-smith/
Taylor lay on her bed, resting one hand on her stomach and the other on her thigh. Her breathing became ragged as images of her brief session with Mr. Smith faded in and out of her mind: his large, sensuous hands traveling over her sinewy back, falling down and caressing her legs and rear as she sat on top of him, riding him desperately. It was so wrong, but when he had emptied himself into her, she hadn’t had a care in the world.
She slid her hand from her thigh to her underwear, already feeling the dampness seeping through them. Her eager fingers dipped into herself and she stifled a moan. Her parents were in the room across from hers.
Her other hand
Sister Hardy is a sweet Utah girl with a strong testimony, big breasts, and a crush on her companion. Of course, she can’t say or do anything about her feelings. But when her companion pops into the shower, Sister Hardy can’t help but notice that she left her worn garments on the bed. She has to know how the garments smell. When she hears the shower start, she clambers over to her companion’s bed and picks up the garments. She knows the underwear has been against her companion’s skin all day and all night long, and she presses them to her nose. They smell like her most intimate parts, her pussy and her boobs. The smell makes Sister Hardy fantasize about climbing into the shower with her and kissing her, touching her breasts, slapping her ass, and eating her pussy. She lets out a little mo
Chloe Pederson opened the front door, and closed it quickly against the brutal summer heat. Icky and sticky, it was another one of those god awful summer days, 100 degrees, and humidity of 90 percent. How in the hell were people supposed to do anything outside? If it wasn't for air conditioning, this land would still belong to the Indians. Maybe we should just give it back to them, and she'
There i was in class my blouse loose so you could see the top of my bra, sat next to my boyfriend snogging him in class. "Alisha get off him and stay behind" mr.Clark shouted.
The class left and was just me and mr.Clark i mean mr.Clark was pretty fly for an older guy, i noticed he watched me alot. As he came towards me i bent over, he stared down at my chest and couldn't take his eyes off my
This story is abusolutly true, it happened 2 days ago.
I was at my friend Camille's house just hanging out. When her brother decided he was gonna spy on us, he's 19and Im 15 so I really didn't pay that much attention to him. I told him that we knew that he was watching us and then he asked if we wanted to play truth or dare. So we did and it was the worst game of truth or dare I have ever play
After waking from a dream that leaves Britney flustered she calls an old friend to release some sexual tension that has been building up between them for four years. An unexpected, furry guest comes along and Britneys reality is turned into a dream as she gets pleasured in ways she didn't know existed.
This story is not entirely true, though in the interests of interest, I’m not going to say exactly what is and isn’t true. What I will say is that while the names are false, my description of “Charlotte” and the narrator are both true and accurate.
Charlotte sat on the side of the bed, the shirt of her PJ's hugging her slender body just tight enough to reveal the presence of her C-cup breasts
Tears scrolled down her face. How disgusting she thought she was fucking her own father but the pain was subsiding and an arousing pleasure was replacing it. She didn't care she was fucking her own father anymore in fact she liked it! She liked that she was being touched by a man, a real man.
Rick lifted up, and his eyes glimmered with heat. Getting to tie up Emma, oh this was going to be fun.
"On your hands and knees baby!" he growled.
Emma eagerly took position. She let out soft growls of pleasure, as she felt the velcro cuffs close around her wrists, and her arms stretch
Mary Conley checked her makeup in the tiny mirror of her compact. Her ruby-red lipstick was perfect, thick mascara and smoky eye shadow, light blush across her high cheekbones all checked out fine. After applying a light dusting of powder across her nose, she snapped the compact closed and slipped it back into her purse. She hoped she looked all right, dressed in a dark green p
It was 7:30 PM Friday night, and Emma was almost trembling as she rang Anna's doorbell. They had seen each other earlier in the day, to visit the salon to make sure that they had matching Brazilians, all nice and waxed smooth. Knowing what was going to happen this evening, the feel of her smooth, sensitive entrance again exposed, had kept Emma in a constant state of arousal all day.
This story is complete fiction, there is no truth behind it.
Little introduction, This story happened when I was a 17 year old single guy, with brown hair and green eyes. This is a story about how me and my 14 year old neighbour Amelia started e
Anna looked over at Emma with a smile, and asked, "So, is everything set?"
Emma replied, "Yes, Rick is going to hit the ground running on Friday. I told him that I was going to babysit on Friday, and he thought that meant another no Friday date, but then I put on my sexiest voice, and told him if he wanted to come over to your house while I sat, I'd make it worth his while.
I called Melanie the very next day and caught her at the shop. She said she was really busy and could call me back later. I said that was cool and I was sor
The drive back to Anna's house was only 10 minutes, but to Emma, every minute just seemed to drag by. When they finally parked in the garage, Emma and Anna walked hand in hand straight to the bedroom. No reason to put off the release of that heated lust, oh yeah, Emma was practically gushing.
Emma felt sleep dissolve, and she woke up, feeling the pleasure of Anna's naked body against her back, her arm over Emma's hip, still holding her close.
My First Time
Well, it really felt awkward at first, for both of us. I got each of us a drink, and we sat down to find out a little more about each other’s likes and dislikes 'in bed'. What turned us on when we were either with another woman, o