“You were born to be a porn star,” I tell her as I watch her brush out her long brown hair. She looks up at me through the reflection in the mirror, staring vacantly. I can’t tell if she’s absorbed in counting her brushstrokes or if she really doesn’t understand why I am telling her this. (more…)

I arrived at the hotel where I had reserved a room for us. I walked into the lobby and saw him, reading a book while he waited for me. He really came!! My heart jumped into my throat. (more…)

“May I help you, sir,” the attractive young saleswoman asked, while Clint scanned the display of night gowns that were marked at twenty percent off. (more…)

The John Mellencamp song was blaring loudly as Vanessa danced around under the lights. “I want you to dance naked, so I can see you, I’d like to get to know you, you don’t have to act naughty.” Her hips moving back and forth, synchronized with the strings of his guitar, a wanton display of simulated sex. (more…)

I was watching TV late last Saturday in my room over the garage. I had built the attic room myself as a statement to the family and myself that I was growing up and it was getting close to the time I would need a place of my own. (more…)

I woke up trying to clear the cobwebs from my head at the same time taking in my surroundings. The last thing I remember was having coffee with a very attractive, very nice man I met in the food market, in the food markets coffee shop. I remember starting to feel woozy in the coffee shop and now I was in somebody’s bedroom. (more…)

Kim, from where I work, is mad at me.

I work on the late night production crew for one of these all-weather channels. I recently submitted a story telling how the female news anchor on the show routinely gives her male co-anchor blowjobs while on the air. I called the story: Kristen Blowing Snow. (more…)

I had been working at my new job, a MNC and the girls in the office were generally fun to be with. I had got to lay two of them within a month of my joining the office. I must mention that I am a rather handsome looking tall guy. Girls do tend to have hots for me. (more…)

‘Angel, over here’ called Sissy, my best friend she was waving at me so I waved back. (more…)

Mary was a pretty average woman, about 5′7″ tall,blue eyes,36d breasts and a well formed (and used) ass. She was married with two kids, had a part time job as a secratary, and loved sex. Her husband Frank would often come home and enjoy a steamy night of lust-filled sex. She was a trysexual when it came to the bedroom and Frank loved it. (more…)