Posted: January 30th, 2012 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Caroline was due to arrive for her monthly visit to give Jennifer her reflexology session and as usual I said that I would go out. Although they went into the bedroom to do it, I preferred not to be there so as not to disturb them. I wanted to go to the local shopping centre to buy some new clothes and as it was quite a nice day, I decided to walk. I bought a couple of shirts and then went for a pint of beer in a nearby pub.
I had been out for a couple of hours and then got the bus back to Jennifer’s flat. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: January 20th, 2012 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
Now that I’ve completed the first chapter of my life’s sexual journey, where I sprung from the status of virgin to that of a girl who couldn’t resist the pleasures of sex let’s consider the next stage of my sexual journey. This is where I turn too far. You judge just how bad a girl I was through this point.
Dave came hot and heavy inside of me squeezing every drop of his seed into my hot pussy. He banged me as hard as he could enjoying my sex for all it was worth. We had done the date thing. He picked me up at seven. We went to the movies. But it was only courtship towards sex. I used him as much as he did me. I never expected to get laid, I never did, but I didn’t expect not to be desired either. So here I was screwing again, this time in the back of a Chevy. I lay uncomfortably on the seat taking his cock deep between my legs, panting as he came I took his seed. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: January 6th, 2012 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I kept logging on just so I could read her latest email. I should have printed it out. Silly, really. It was from Lucy. She was abroad now, but we still kept in touch. She tells me all about her boyfriend troubles, and I try and help her out with some brotherly advice. Oh! Those intimate accounts leave me erect for days….
And now, here was an email saying she would be in London tomorrow, with Joe her latest…. could I get away to meet them? She said, lets meet in that little corner of Hyde Park where we’ve met before…..? With her new mobile number in case anything went wrong. But as chance would have it, it was a miserable wet evening, so we ended up meeting in a little Chinese restaurant downtown. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: January 4th, 2012 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I had lost my virginity at the ripe old age of 20 years to Madelyn (a high school student I had dated), but, a few months later, I lost my innocence with Beverly. We met in my second year of college. I was still hurting badly from the end of a relationship I had been sure would lead to marriage. Bev was just the kind of ‘medicine’ a completely lost soul seeks out and often finds. Up until then, I had no idea what a good physical relationship with a woman (or man, for that matter) was. But, Beverly guessed that I would be good and she made it her goal to make me ‘all that I could be’! She thought I’d be good enough to make a living at it. I hadn’t a clue; I just knew that I craved her body like I craved nothing else in my life. I was agreeable to being trained as long as I got lots of her. So, we set out to teach me how to use my body to perform almost any way I wanted. This is one of the stories that happened as part of that training. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 20th, 2011 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
The hotel suite was perfect, a huge living room with 2 bathrooms, one with Jacuzzi, two bedrooms, both with oversized beds…rather like the Trump but on a bigger scale and fabulous views of the park through huge picture windows.
Our new “friend” was due to arrive at 8 p.m…we”d talked and fantasized about this for a long time now, it was almost hard to believe that it might actually happen.
You looked stunning in your short black dress, your make-up was slightly overdone, you looked sexy, sultry and wanton…you”d created the most beautiful vision of sexy sluttiness…your eyes said “come to bed, I want to be fucked”…your aura said you needed to be. Your heels accentuated the gorgeous shape of your legs, your bare neck with your hair held high behind your head just begged to have a wet cock (or two) slide over your throat and neck. Your fragrance was deep and musky. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 16th, 2011 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I giggled to myself, got clean, and remembered to clean my vagina inside with a wet finger the way John had always done for me. My entrance was a little raw (as usual), so I put some Vaseline in and on my pussy after I was dry.
I was about to go back to bed when I realized that I was totally awake and would never be able to go right back to sleep. I put my robe on and went out into the den. “If I went back to bed right now, I’d just toss around and wake John up. He probably wouldn’t appreciate that, so I’ll sit out here for a little while until I get sleepy again. ” Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 6th, 2011 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
He’s looking forward to getting home, and he’s bringing home a surprise for his me. He’s hoping that I will enjoy the surprise. When he gets to the house, it seems, as if no one is home, there are no lights on that he can see. He enters the house and hangs up his coat and comes into the living room and stops dead in his tracks, unable to believe what his eyes are seeing. There I am lying on the couch wearing the sexist outfit he has ever seen on me. It’s purple, the skirt barely covers my butt, there is no material covering my tits, he notices it’s because the outfit is meant to hold them up and draw attention to them, not cover them. For a moment he forgets everything just looking at me. He finally realizes that I’m asleep, at first he doesn’t want to wake me up, but then he takes another look at what I’m wearing and remembers his surprise for me. So he decides to wake me after all. He doesn’t shake me or call my name though, he kneels on the floor beside me, and his eyes are drawn to my tits. His hands itch to touch them, but before he lets his hands touch them, he lowers his mouth, and takes a nipple into his mouth, closing his lips around it. Almost instantly it hardens, I moan in my sleep. This gets to him and he sucks harder, not wanting to wait for me to wake. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: November 24th, 2011 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
“Need some help?”
I was relieved to see that the driver of the car was clean cut and handsome; sandy blond hair, a neatly pressed denim shirt, and a great big smile.
“Yeah, my car over-heated. I had the damned AC turned all the way up,” I shrugged and wiped the sweat that had been forming off of my brow.
“It sure is a hot one!” he chided.
A warm breeze ran across my body, barely cooling me off as the sweat evaporated. It was unbelievably hot outside, and even a warm breeze was welcome. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: October 22nd, 2011 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
The irrepressible man grinned.
“You don’t think.. that we’re finished yet! I won’t be finished until I’ve seen you and Rhia fuck each other stupid, and until you’ve ridden us until we scream.”
Her breathing under better control, Rhia crawled over to her friend.
“Would you like to take the top, this time?”
Tamar reached up and twined her arms around the blond’s neck, pulling her down. She kissed the other girl soundly, then rolled her onto her back and knelt between her legs.
“She tastes like you still, Jared,” she purred. “You boys are going to have to move if you want a better view, you know.” Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: October 12th, 2011 | Author: Patrick | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story | No Comments »
I never expected you to take me up on my offer to meet me at the Bunny hole so, when I arrived, I set about getting the place ready for a bit of autoeroticism. I laid out the comforter in front of the television. Put a choice video in the machine. I poured myself a glass of your drink of choice, when we are at the apartment, over ice and mixed it with Pepsi (I am such a punk when it comes to alcohol). Next, I went into the computer room and removed all of my clothes. I selected a nice red lace nightie to wear. I feel so sexy in it. The way it showcases my legs, and encases my breasts. I love the way my areolas are just visible beneath the fabric and how my hard, erect nipples threaten to pierce right through. The back is just long enough to cover my ass to just where it meets my thighs. Read the rest of this entry »