Sex-Stories


An Indecent Proposition (Part 3)

The first Saturday in August was short sleeve weather without being hot. So, I was a little surprised and more than delighted when Amy came out of her house dressed as she was. Our first time the previous Monday night had been incredible with me busting my nut twice, down her throat. My two grand had been money well spent and I was glad I hadn't been stingy. She had clearly considered it a generous sum. More than that, my young sex kitten had more or less given me carte blanche to call her up when I felt like it.

my time with Dany part 2 dany's sister

In the morning I woke up and looked around, I was alone in Dany's bed. I stood up and put on my jeans and shirt and walked into the kitchen, Dany was making breakfast as I walked in "smells good." I said, she smiled and said "probably tastes better, she put the pan down and walked over and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her deeply she separated and continued I sat down at the table and watched her work.

Leona in Brazil

Mike journeys to Brazil, and discovers a sultry Latina by the name of Leona. Mike had never been to Brazil before. In fact what inspired him to take the plunge and journey to the South American country was precisely because of the tales of the visually stunning women of Brazil. It also helped that Mike has taken a liking to Latino women, having seen many in his lifetime who look like the same women from those infamously raunchy South American game shows, sporting half naked and sensuously dressed contestants. Short skirts, revealing clothing and thongs were the usual attire.

Blackmailing sexy MILF Shelley Simms

My name is Dave, I'm 18, 6'1 and muscular. When I was in high school, I became friends with this kid Jason Simms. We hung out playing games at my house the typical things high school friends do. One weekend Jason invited me over to his house to sleep over. I've never been to the Simms household before. I met Jason's dad John outside in their garage. He was pretty cool guy hanging around some guys fixing a truck and drinking beer.

The first time with Helen

This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don't know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was "Lady of Kent". The chat line was a free forum, I can't remember which one it was now and it doesn't really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that brought us together. We chatted over several months, slowly discovering little snippets about each other, developing an on-line friendship and enjoying each other's point of view.

my time with Dany (part 1 Revised)

Me and Dany go way back, we met when we were in Kindergarden and have remained close for who know's how long, this year was when I really started to get interested in her, I noticed she had developed more, her chest jutting out, her butt getting bigger, she was skinny, but in an attractive way, kept fit from her years in track, her raven black hair reaching to the middle of her back, and her skin dark and tan from the time out in the sun.

my time with Dany (part 1)

Me and Dany go way back, we met when we were in Kindergarden and have remained close for who know's how long, this year was when I really started to get interested in her, I noticed she had developed more, her chest jutting out, her butt getting bigger, she was skinny, but in an attractive way, kept fit from her years in track, her raven black hair reaching to the middle of her back, and her skin dark and tan from the time out in the sun.

Ain't that a Bitch

It was two o'clock in the morning. Jim took a gulp of coffee as he sat patiently in his car in the deserted park. He put his drink down in the cup holder, and looked at his watch thinking, "where the fuck is this kid?" Jim looked around nervously to make sure no one saw him. He'd be in a shit load of trouble if he got caught. Right then a beat up old Ford Taurus pulled into a space on the other side of the parking lot, and the driver shut off the engine. The old clunker's high beam's flashed twice, Jim knew that was the signal. He waited for the driver to get out so he could look him over.

The damp spot, again.

The damp spot, again. Rachel stood in the middle of her living room, large eyes surveyed the furniture in a sweeping arc, taking in the expensive carpet, the beige leather sofa, coffee table with its customary one or two magazines carelessly strewn on the polished ash effect top. Jim's television sat brooding and silent in the far corner, silently observing her return to her home after so long. Her reflection dimly mirrored her image in the black glass. A still, thin figure, dressed in jeans and a shirt as it surveyed the room. The television was Jim's, he bought it on a whim, not discussing it with her, just rubbing his hands together like Uriah Heap in anticipation of the delivery truck.

Merely Foreplay

I was looking to tease her from the off, it had been quite a few dates now and more and more the topic of sex had popped up in conversation, it hadn't been coincidence, she'd been deliberately doing it and she was practically gagging for it although she did disguise it well. I was going to engage with her sexually the next time we met. I invited her round and we began to watch television, it was mediocre and boring but as soon as the adverts came on the screen. I came alive, I clambered on top of her on the sofa and began to straddle her.