Adult Female


An Afternoon at the Park

"Well, looks like I'm out of here." Amy said to the night shift manager while clocking out for the day. Just as she finished punching out her cell phone buzzed in her pocket. WHEN U OFF? Was the message from him. NOW she typed back while walking to her truck. She hit send button and proceeded to unlock the driver's side door to her truck. By the time she'd gotten it started and her favorite CD in the player her phone buzzed again. I'M HERE, BE CAREFUL.

Cindy takes her clothes off for the camera

Almost every man wants to take naked pictures of his wife and or girlfriend, perhaps both. Most men have at some time managed to get a few photos. In today's world of digital cameras and camera phones, it's easy. Before that, there were polaroids and as long as you were comfortable with the knowledge that the guys at the photo lab were jerking off to naked pictures of your wife, you could take regular pictures too. I started dating Cindy before the digital age. Cindy had fucked both me and others, sucked on cock, and even swallowed cum. Yet, she wouldn't let me take naked pictures of her. Not even pictures of those cute little tits of hers.

Alone at night

It was early, only 9:30 but I was so bored! Marc had been out of town the whole week and he thought that he would get back tonight but he had just texted that he wouldn't be home until tomorrow. A last minute meeting. It really sucked too because I was all set for him to get home today, I had set candles up in the bedroom, shaved my puss bare and watched a flick to get me in the mood. Not like I needed it, masturbation was fun but there isn't anything like having a hot, hard cock fill you to the brim.

kiti's confessions to daddy/ another naughty kitislut tale

ohhhhh.....daddy......i was SO bad today...my bottom can almost feel the heat from the spanking i so richly deserve.... i got out of work early and decided to stop at a roadside cafe for a cocktail...before going home to continue pleasuring myself with my new silver bullet....and yes daddy....i did leave it in my panties all day... anyhow....i was sipping my drink at the bar...when two good looking men walked up and stood at the bar a little ways down from me...it was early...so there were no other customers between me and them....which i was happy for daddy....because they were so attractive in their tight jeans and black satin jackets...they were both tall...

In the arse

'Come on let me shave your arse it's too hairy' I was standing naked in the bathroom having just shaved my face. Golden was looking at me with a cheeky grin on her face and holding the razor and shaving gel. She was wearing a pink bra and pink knickers and looked sexy as hell. 'Come on' she said pointing at the low bench in the bathroom, 'lie over that'. No use arguing I thought and obediently lay on the bench with my arse right in front of her. I felt the wet shave gel being rubbed around my hole until it made a nice lather. It was a nice feeling and my dick started to stiffen under my belly.

Mine forever

I have seen a bit of the world and learned a lot of things in my nearly 35 years of existence. There was a lady and her young son occupying the seat in front of me. It was obvious that the lady was tense and nervous. Usually I travel by A/c because of the dust and heat. Generally it was also less crowded and noisy than the sleeper compartment I was traveling in. But there was no ticket available even in the notorious black market and here I was traveling with the 'common' man. The lady was around 40 years old, maybe five or six years older than me. She was a bit on the plumper and darker side, but had a manner of bearing that was very attractive.

Dog Sitting chap 1

Isabella hummed to herself as she dressed for the day. She pulled on a black and white striped shirt and tied the ends under her breasts then pulled on a black pleated skirt. As she pulled on her favorite pair of black knee high boots her cell phone buzzed. "Hello?" she answered. "Yeah, is this Isabella the dog sitter?" the person on the other line asked. She smiled. "Yes it is, how may I help you?" she pulled the clasps tight on her boots. "My name is Helen Taylor and I heard from a friend that you are a great dog sitter and very affordable.""Not to toot my own horn but this is true." Isabella said confidently, she could feel herself getting excited.

Cindy's Evening out

Cindy and I had been married for a while, friends became more, we had even gone to a few swinger parties and clubs, also nude beaches and resorts. I have had and I suspect that Cindy has had a couple of "adventures" beyond that. Every once in a while an "opportunity" comes along to do something a little more adventurous. And, this is not the story of a little evening of playing and swapping fuckbuddies. When looking for a vacation home, we met up with a sexy vibrant real estate agent named Jennie. She took us around and we told her we wanted a private pool where we and guests could smim nude, perhaps more than just swim.

Snatch Point

There was a festival in town and everybody had left the tennis club early except for Tara Diaz. She wanted to keep practicing on the ball shooter and Dave Newman, the handsome club pro said he would keep the courts open until she'd finished. As she smashed ball after ball Dave watched her from behind the fence. She knew he found her attractive and although he could have his choice of the women who played there he always seemed to pay more attention to her. Sometimes Tara could almost feel his eyes undressing her and as she glanced over towards the fence she figured that was what he was doing right then. She was certainly easy to look at.

Unintended Rendezvous

It had been a long morning. Meetings, calls, and dealing with indecisiveness. I was more than ready for a soothing cup of coffee and a few moments of peace and quiet. The familiar coffee shop was a welcome sight. I ordered my usual and found a secluded table in the corner near the window. Taking a notepad out, I decided to try to make some sense from the happenings of the morning so far. While taking a sip of my coffee, I glanced up and saw an older gentleman looking in my direction. Not wanting to seem rude, I smiled, and he returned the gesture. Passing it off as just a gesture of politeness, I went back to my task. All the while, I felt like someone was right behind me.