Straight Female


Sexual Experiences in the Shower!

I approached your house and knocked on your door, as I stood on your doorstep in the cold, I saw a slither of light protruding through the doorframe, there was no answer but the door was slightly ajar so I entered. I slowly opened the door and I quickly reached the top of the stairs, I turned right and approached her room, I walked in and saw the pile of clothes on the floor- her tank top and shorts and her lacey bra and underwear too. This led me to the conclusion that she was in the shower, so I quickly left her room and approached the bathroom and I knew from previous experiences that the lock on the door didn't work and also she had a phobia of being locked in a place.

A night of pleasure

I walked towards you slowly, I looked around to size up the environment before I slammed you against the wall with my hands squeezing your wrists holding you to the wall. The adrenaline had began pumping and I made sure I controlled my breathing as the adrenaline continued to flow. I tightened my grip on you and noticed the numerous photos of you on the wall, I noticed the cute innocent photos of the younger self and now looked at the vicious wild sexual animal portrayed in front of me who's only need was sex as you growled at me and tried to fight out of the position. I looked smug as I showed my strength as I overpowered you and kept you tight against the wall.

Lady with a twist

I remember when Cindy, my wife, long time wife with a huge appetite for cock, had wanted to go to a hotel bar, pick up a guy, a complete stranger, and fuck him. Boy is that ever a short synopsis. I wrote a story about one of those adventures, something about wives who fuck other men. But not all sex stories in my world are about Cindy. Hey, I'm not a bad looking guy, I dress nice, talk nice, I get my share of attention. She just gets a lot more cock than I get pussy. But, that's the way it works. I even think she got more pussy than I did. Anyway, I was out of town on business, nice hotel-convention center actually, and depending on the convention, a certain kind of "girl" showed up.

A Doggie Licking 3Sum

I remember this day like it just happened, the heat between my thighs was beginning to take over my day. School had just let out, and I in my teens needed an orgasm. My clit was swollen from the wanted release. As I made it home, I was alone; my mom was at work and my brother football practice! Automatically removing my pants, while rubbing my pussy, no longer able to resist. I made it to my bedroom, dripping wet, as I spread my legs and rubbed my sweet cunt until the first orgasm came. I grabbed my brush, it had a handle on it like no other, and in fact that's why I bought it in the first place. I rode my brush letting my juices cover it, while I moaned and pretended to be fucked.

The Sex Is So Much Better When He's Mad At Me

I love rough, angry make up sex. The kind of sex that leaves you dirty, sweaty, sore, and breathless. And if I'm being completely honest with you, I admit that sometimes I'll initiate an argument on purpose, just so we can make up afterwards, but last night I didn't have to do that. No, last night I felt the tension as soon as he walked through the door. I was sitting in my office at my computer, paying some bills and sipping on a cup of hot tea. I had my Facebook open and my chat was on. I had been talking to a guy that my husband doesn't particularly care for (and, in his defense, for good reason). This guy that I was talking to (we'll call him Army Guy), he wants to fuck me.

The woman down the street

There was an older man who lived across the street and a few doors away. I dont think I ever spoke to him, but we nodded and gave each other small smiles. He walked without a cane, but slowly. Still he was tall, thin had a full head of hair and showed all the signs of once having been a good looking man. I was pretty sure he lived alone. After a while I saw him less and less frequently, and I suspected he might be ill, or worse. Then one day I saw a newer sportier car in his driveway parked next to his aging Lincoln. It seemed logical that this was one of his children, having come to look after things, or worse.

Wives Who Fuck Other Men

Cindy and I were swingers, so it's obvious that she was a wife who fucked other men. But that's not what this is aboutI had fucked their wives too. I know, that makes no sense. And if they didn't have wives or girlfriends, she had fucked those other men in a party atmosphere that was impersonal. Names might not even be exchanged. Often her first contact with the guy was when his cock started entering her mouth, her pussy or even her ass. If words were exchanged, it might only be after cum had spewed into or onto her and usually both. Each might say: "Thanks" at best. She did tell me it wasn't necessary to thank the guy if you had a mouthful of his cum. Makes sense.

Sleep over with friends

Me and my wife were out in town with friends. It was absolutely chucking it down. At the end of the night my friend suggested we walk to his place for a few more drinks then taxi from there. He only lived two minutes from town so we agreed. Even in the short trip to his we got soaked to the bones. He got us towels and poured us a vodka. We had a few more drinks and watched the music channel. It was 3.25 am now so we told my friends we better get off. I got up to put my jacket on when my friend suggested we stay over. We didn't really want to taxi home in wet clothes so we decided to stay. My friends girl brought us a dressing gown each so we nipped to the bathroom and changed.

Wartime Comforts

After the monstrous Chaos Space Marines had attacked Manorus 4 of the Manorian Star System, Private Drax Weston had been sent out with the third company to protect the planet and it's humanoid occupants. The battle had lasted nearly three weeks but the Adeptus Astartes were successful in pushing the two platoons of world invaders out of the star system. There were nearly sixty casualties and thirty deaths in the Marine's ranks but the mission was deemed a success. The efforts of one upcoming hero in particular caught General Flanning's attention. Pvt. Weston had witnessed his commanding officer's Rhino evaporate under harsh photon fire.

The Taking and Using of the Snooty Neighbour's 18 year Old Daughter

Gary who was 38 years old lived in a upscale neighbourhood as a photographer who did artistic nude, fetish and some adult shoots. He inherited money from his family so was able to do what he wanted with respect to his art. He lived next door to Audrey and Rex Smith and their 18 year old daughter Lucy. Gary's neighbours were real snobs, Rex was a workoholic who was away most of the time, Audrey had a stubby nose and so did her daughter and she was stuck up most of the time. Rex and Audrey were extremely strick with Lucy she wore a uniform all the time going to a boarding school but also for discipline purposes.