Sex-Stories


Doing What I Need to Stay Alive

I have been reading the stories here for a few weeks, and no matter what genre I pick incest runs through most of them, and what I have found is that all the little girls and boys really enjoy sex with the parents, siblings, and uncles. O yes there is always a little pain as they lose they're virginity but that is true of anybody that has sex for the first time, but then miraculously they love it the harder the better and as often as possible. fucking anybody and every thing possible. I always get horny reading them, which is a worry to me as I am a victim of incest, this has left me emotionally detached and worse.

An Online Fantasy Comes True

Carrie crawled out of bed and opened her laptop; she ran her fingers through her long curly red hair as she waited on the computer to power up. She wasn't a tall girl at just over 5'2", she was full figured and had fairly large D cup breasts which would make most guys and girls sneak a second look.

Basic Training

"Tell me why we're here, slut," he ordered. Kneeling, she stole a brief glance around the hotel room before looking up at him and replying "Because I want you to teach me how to be a good whore, sir. I want to obey every command you give me, and satisfy you in any way you desire." "Mmm. And do understand that once we start, there's no going back? There's no 'safe word' here and no matter how much you might protest certain things, or think you can't handle something, it will only mean a more severe punishment rather than an easy out?" "Yes, sir."

My 'Friend' Kate

Kate was girl I'd admired for ages, we were friends but to her...just friends. I had liked her for ages maybe a year. She was perfect, her hair was straight and blonde and fell on her shoulders like soft velvet, her eyes were of the most vivid green, and you could see a sparkle that only a few people have in their eyes. She always had a look of interest on her face, showing that she enjoyed life she treated it as something to be lived, enjoyed. I decided to have a few friends over one night when my parents were gone on holiday, it was only a few people, like 4 or 5 (including Kate obviously), it was a sort of movie and pizza night. "Hey John, how are you?

Ghostly Consummation

A bright sun rose over the town of Greenfield, bringing with it a warm day, a day of green trees and blue sky, a day of laughter and happy families and infinite possibilities, a day on which one wouldn't normally expect to encounter ghosts. However, if one were to ask anyone in Greenfield where such ghosts might likely reside, they would no doubt speak of the house at the end of Randolph Street. They would make it clear that there are no such things as ghosts, of course, especially not in a happy little community such as Greenfield. But if there were, then that would be where to look for them. They might even tell you the names of the ghosts: Mr. and Mrs.

The Convention

Deana sat looking at her computer screen, her mind drifting back several months to the first night she worked as a well-paid whore. She was well seasoned now with a lot of experience about men. Her current fetish was black men. Their big cocks made her tremble with lusty desires. They all came to her for one thing; her hot, shaved, white pussy. Once the word got around that she was married, Deana became very popular with the older men. She looked over at the sofa where her friend Lucy was sleeping. Together they have worked as personal escorts, if you know what I mean. Why not, they had to pay their bills. Deana personally had more than a hundred thousand dollars in her private account.

The Vistors

It was a long business trip, I just returned home after five days in N.Y. It was July 3rd Thursday afternoon it was a very hot Southern California day; I arrived home at 3:00 the traffic home was very bad. I live alone, turned the AC on, off with my suite & into the shower. I live in a nice area of Southern California because of the area all of homeowners have security cameras. After 5 days away from home I turned on the tape to see if there was any issues on my property. July 1st, to my surprise I saw two girls around 20 years old climb over my fence to use the pool, nothing special the typical swimming in the pool & relaxing.

My First DP

My day began early. I knew what was going to happen that evening and was VERY excited for it. I had been thinking about what I was going to do all week and there wasn't a day that my panties weren't wet from it. Just thinking about it made me cream my pants. I got out of bed and went to cook breakfast. My lover was still asleep. I made a full meal: eggs, hash browns, sausage, bacon, pancakes, and waffles. My lover woke to the smell of them and immediately came into the kitchen. "Wow!" he exclaimed, "someone's been up for a while." We ate and decided to start our day. This particular day was dedicated to outside work.

My First Older Woman

I was 18 years old at the time and I lived right next door to two wonderful women. The first one was an adorable thirteen-year-old that worshiped the ground that I walked on. She would do anything that I asked of her and she did. She even gave me her virginity when I asked for it. Gretchen was looking very good the day that I asked her. She was in an orange bikini top and a pair of white short shorts that looked like they were painted on. She had on open toed shoes and her fingernails and toenails were painted bright red. She had on a light shade of pink lipstick too. I loved the way her shorts were tucked up into the crack of her ass and the way they formed a snug "V" around her pussy.

Into the Woods

"We'll be back by nine mum," Julia shouted as we set off into the woods. It was a warm summer Friday evening, and we were going to have a look at her secret hiding place. "I'll walk in front," she said, a sparkle in her hazel eyes, "that way you can look at my bum." She giggled. I was quite surprised at that because until then she'd never seemed tarty in anyway, but I did as she said. She was wearing baggy jeans which were quite tight over her beautiful firm butt, her long dark brown hair swinging above it, and a chequered short-sleeved shirt. We walked and talked for fifteen minutes or so as she lead us further and further into the trees and plants.