Ever since I was thirteen or fourteen, I’ve had a
fascination with innocent girls being dirty. There were
always some girls who slept with anyone, and came to school
in abbreviated gym-slips, flashing their young thighs for
anyone who cared to watch. I’d watch them, and enjoy their
little parades, but I thought they were cheap, and wouldn’t
really fantasize about them.

Much more interesting was a pretty, naive, school-girl, who
looked horny without really meaning to. An example was
Juliette, the little sister of a friend, cute with short
brown curly hair, and aged about 18. She always looked sexy
in a girlish sort of way - maybe wearing a pink woolly
sweater, little miniskirt, white tights, and pixie boots. My
friend once told me that he made her give him blow-jobs… I
never knew whether it was true, but I enjoyed vivid
fantasies about the idea of her pouty lips wrapped around my
school-boy cock. Read the rest of this entry »

A couple of years ago my wife and I were in Bermuda, and
something happened that was both exciting, and surprising.
We came back to the room late one night, slipped into our
robes, and went out to the balcony for a nightcap. These
balconys had a solid wall about waist high, and were large
enough for a table and chairs. Well, my wife was leaning
with her elbows on the wall of the balcony looking out at
the ocean, and I came up behind her and put my arms around
her. My hands worked their way inside her robe, and soon
my hard cock was pressing into the small of her back. Read the rest of this entry »

The word that most comes to mind for this woman is `grave.’ Not
grave as in place of the dead, but grave as in stillness, gravity, even a touch of the sad and somber. The woman has several
smiles; an evil, knowing smile; a girlish, delighted smile; a
quiet, pensive smile. But in repose, she looks grave, like a
figure on a very old monument, stonecarved eyes forever looking
out and away, at things you or I can’t quite see.

It is this gravity which I will shake.

In body she is a girl still. Long, smooth legs and arms.
A tight, athletic bottom of a totally gratuitous degree of beau
ty. Understated but classically lovely breasts. Strong shoul
ders and an unusually striking long neck, with a very prideful
quality. Her head is graceful and wellset. A mane of long
sometimeslight and sometimesdark blond hair. Read the rest of this entry »

This is the story of one of the strangest sexual experiences I
have ever had. It all began about four years ago when Bridget and I were
going out. We used to fuck all the time and that part of our
relationship was good. However, we both were young, and we both had
roving eyes, and by the time we broke up, we were anything but friends,
in fact, he damned well hated one another.
Bridget was about five foot eight inches and about 125 pounds.
She had long auburn hair and was athletically inclined. Her tits were
not bad, but her ass was magnificent. Every time we’d get naked and I’d
see that ass of hers, it would make my mouth water and my dick get
incredibly hard. She used to suck my cock and tease it, getting me to
the absolute brink of pleasure before finally and mercifully releasing
the flood of jism from my throbbing cock. Read the rest of this entry »

Samantha could not stop thinking of her boyfriend ever sence New
Years Eve. Jason was in 11th grade and she was in 10th. They both
went to Billy Ryan High School. They had only been going out for
about a month, but both of them had fallen deep in love with each
other. They could not stop thinking about each other. There
relationship was getting more sexual everyday. They both knew it too.
One Saturday afternoon Jason decided to pop up at Samantha’s house
without her knowing he was going to. At about 1pm he arrived at her
door. Samantha was shocked as she opened the door to find Jason. After
about 45 secounds of pure shock she invited him in. Her parents had
gone out of town for the day so they were going to be alone the entire
day. Read the rest of this entry »

When the two women had returned to their seats, Jan was as hot as
she could ever remember being. If someone had asked, she thought,
she would lie on the table and let them fuck her right there. She
glanced around the room and saw that most of the other members were
busy with each other and gave no indication that they had seen her
“performance” but one older gentleman smiled at her and tipped an
invisible hat. She felt herself beginning to blush and was about to
ask Dan if they could go back to his place when the lights dimmed
appreciably and a spotlight illuminated the center of the curtain
before her. Read the rest of this entry »

Several years ago, my husband had to be in Austin and, in order to keep me
occupied, we took along a friend we lovingly referred to as ‘our wife’.
She was a lovely woman whose best features were an insatiable sexual
appetite and an absolutely astonishing bust line. (38 D at the least).
She was a little self conscious about going braless but the effect was so
startling that we encouraged her to do so at all reasonable opportunities.
The drive to Austin had been a show for the truckers with Judy and I
exposing our bodies at various intervals. Read the rest of this entry »

She was the most beautiful and desirable woman I had ever
come across in my whole life. I took great delight in watching her
struggle against the bonds that held her exposed and captive to my
every pleasure. Her dainty wrists were cuffed together and held
above her head, her arms pulled uncomfortably high and tight by
strong nylon ropes. Her long, shiny black hair cascaded about her
shoulders, partially obscuring the dildo gag that was jammed into
her mouth, and swayed from side to side as she hopelessly tried to
escape the cruel bondage that held her firmly in place. Her breasts
were unusually large for such a young woman and it was those special
features that attracted me to her in the first place. Read the rest of this entry »

I was in one of those moods where nothing is really wrong, but yet nothing
is really right either. You know the feeling. I didn’t have any firm plans
for the week-end and all the things I should have been doing were most
unappealing, like cleaning house, washing the car, writing long overdue
letters, and all the other things that I seem to allow to wait forever.
Just when I had almost decided that nothing was going to help perk me up I
remembered that I had promised to meet Janice at the museum to see the new
exhibits. I really enjoy her company and we always find things to laugh about.

We met as scheduled and enjoyed the painting and sculpture and then
decided to go somewhere for a drink. We ended up at a small bar near her
apartment that neither of us had ever been in before. we sipped our drinks
and caught up on each others lives. Neither of us paid much attention to the
surroundings until the pianist started playing. He was very attractive and
played extremely well. He ran through lots of songs from the 60’s and 70’s
and then people started to sing and make requests. Between Janice and I we
knew practically every song he started after just the first couple of bars,
and it turned out to be lots of fun here. Read the rest of this entry »

The breeze from the ocean gave the night air a fresh
salty scent. As we walk out of the restaurant it rejuvenates
us both from the stylish cigarette smoke that a few still
insist on breathing. We both breathe in deep, then cast an
anticipating glance at each other. An eager smile forms on our
faces simultaneously. “We’ll come back for the car later,” I
remark as we head towards the beach. The evening’s events were
unfolding perfectly.
You often told me how much you enjoy the beach, walking
from your house on evenings when you just need to relax. It is
so convenient to have such a recuperative place to use at your
leisure. Sitting alone to collect your thoughts in one of the
lifeguard stations. I always thought the situation had
definite possibilities. Read the rest of this entry »