Moon Magic

She couldn”t breathe because to breathe would be to remember that all her breath has been stolen from her a year ago. A year ago to the day. This day.

Her husband has been her life. And now, he was gone. Stolen by a large wave and a slip of his foot on his surf board. He”d loved the water and surfing had been his passion. She”d often that he was too old to be surfing and he needed to stop before he broke a hip and nearly drowned himself. She never in her wildest dreams thought it would ever come true. He”d shrugged it off, refusing to believe 34 was too old for him to indulge in his life”s passion. If only that had ended up being true. As it turned out, his life had ended only two months after picking up his hobby again. And now she was alone. Read the rest of this entry »

More Stress Relief

“Wow,” I moaned as I laid there, totally satisfied, unable to move.

“You said that a few times,” he smiled as he trailed his fingers down my back and over my ass.

“Yeah, I know I did, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he said as his fingers dipped down into the wet warmth between my legs.

“No way? Really?” I laughed as I laid there, worn out from the last hour we’d spent in and out of the hot tub. “You can’t be serious, again? ALREADY? Damn.”

“What, can’t keep up with me?” he teased. Read the rest of this entry »

Wife As Young Woman Ch. 02

After Saturday my week seem to have flown by. I had seen Gregg a couple times on his balcony and I had waved but he would just point to his watch. I thought that was kind of weird but didn’t think much about it.

Saturday afternoon Gregg showed up at my door and asked me what time I would be over. I told him around eight that night. He smiled again which made my pussy wet and left. I began getting ready about six. I dressed in some black spiked heels, a short black skirt and a black bustier. I put on some make up and tied my hair back in a ponytail to avoid getting cum stuck in my hair. I put on some bright red lipstick grabbed my small black purse and heading for the door. Before I left I checked myself in the mirror and smiled. I did look like a real slut. Slut yes, but I was determined to get my photos. Read the rest of this entry »

An Indian Family Story Ch. 06

So it went on. Ponni and Selvi were the two most sex craved women Ramu or Muthu had heard of. They took any opportunity to have sex. Lucky their house was far away from the other neighbours, otherwise they could have easily tumbled on to their group orgies. It was the same. Muthusamy could only achieve an erection when he saw Ramu fucking Ponni or Selvi. When his erection was sufficiently hard, he would fuck whichever woman was available. The women did not mind any one of them fucking them.

Selvi soon became pregnant. They still enjoyed sex together. As her pregnancy advanced, she would be contented with sucking Ramu or Muthu only. And they both in turn would lick her cunt for her. Ponni would take care of both the men and Selvi would become jealous and tease her sister. Their mother, Kamala, came to look after her during the last few weeks of her pregnancy. Things became quiet then, till one evening, Selvi felt pain and was taken to the town hospital for delivery. They admitted her for the night and observed her. They all stayed with her till the morning when the doctor told them that she might take some time to deliver. It was decided for Ponni to stay back and look after her sister and their mother to go back home. Muthu volunteered to stay with Ponni, and so Ramu took his mother in law home so that she could rest. Read the rest of this entry »

The Sex Shop

I didn”t do as well in my school exams as I should have. My mind wasn”t really on it. It was on sex, all day and every day, and my dreams filled my nights with it too. The first whisperings of a reputation that no-one really believed followed me enough that several of the boys who previously wouldn”t give me a second glance followed me around, and I did flirt a little, but my heart wasn”t really in it. I could see how they guarded their relationships so jealously, that so many of the after school fights started with the careless glance at their female possessions. I wanted none of that. No-one would own me. I couldn”t imagine ever being satisfied by one man. Even, at the moment, one at a time. Read the rest of this entry »

The Hazing Ch. 04

Julianna returned and took one girl after the other. She took Christine ahead of Pam, then came back and got Pam. She guided Pam back through the maze and up some stairs. At the top of the stairs they came to a door, which was guarded by another girl in a hooded cloak. She opened the door and allowed them to pass. The door opened onto a compact room. Along one wall was a row of four curtained compartments, like dressing stalls. In fact, that was what they were. One of the curtains was pushed aside and Sylvia stepped out, wearing a tiny floral print string bikini top bra that just barely covered her nipples, matching garter belt, which held up pale pink stockings, tiny matching crotchless panties, and a brown leather collar around her neck. She saw Pam and Julianna and did a twirl with her arms over her head like a ballerina. Read the rest of this entry »

The Group Ch. 07

Two days later I managed to see Tracy, she was both upset and annoyed that I’d been spending so much time with her Mother and Heather, I told her that I had a surprise present for her, if she wasn’t busy that evening,

She said she wasn’t, so I asked her to come over later, returning home I telephoned Laura at work and told her, her presence was required at 8o’clock and not to be late, or she would be punished for being a bad slave.

By 7.30 Tracy had arrived, excited about her present, I told her it would be here by 8, making no more reference to it I made some drinks, we sat there waiting. Read the rest of this entry »

Sex O ‘Rama

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I received the contest flyer in the mail. It seemed to good to be true. On August 28th, in Phoenix, Arizona there was going to be a Biker Rally. They were giving away a pair of his and hers, custom “Harley Motorcycles.” I knew that my boyfriend, Danny, dreamed about owning a ‘Harley’ someday. I filled out the entry form and mailed it. I decided to surprise him with the news, one week before the rally.

He came home from work, exhausted as usual. I sat down on the floor in front of him, where he was resting on the couch. I pulled his work boots off of his feet and began to massage him. At first he just laid there, then he said, “Ok, what do you want or what did you do?” I laughed and said, “Nothing honey. I missed you today.” After I said that, he knew something was up. Normally I was to wrapped up in my work to spend time with him, when he got home. I was being to attentive, which made him suspicious. Read the rest of this entry »

Sex On Wheels

Laurie picked me up Saturday morning for our trip down to Waco to the car show. It was about an hour and a half drive from Dallas. We drove down I-35, moving right along with traffic. Laurie loved driving her little PT Cruiser. Despite the fact that she was deaf, she was a very good driver. At least, Laurie never played with the radio or talked on a cell phone like a lot of drivers.

Laurie had the “hots” for this guy, Gary that worked at the same place she did. He and his brother were big into street rods and muscle cars. They didn”t do any showing. They were more into buying and reselling. From the way Laurie talked, they must have a pretty lucrative business going. I wasn”t all that thrilled with the fact that Laurie had volunteered us to do some modeling with the two cars they had down there for sale. Laurie and I were the best of friends so we went out of our way to do things for each other. If she wanted to model with his cars, I”d go alone with it. Read the rest of this entry »

My First Threesome

There’s an adult bookstore not too far from where I live, and I’ve been known to go in and drop a few bucks on different things. More than once, I’ve been checked out by the guys in there, as it seems most of them are gay guys looking for a quick hookup. I’ve never done anything with any of them, but I usually end up going home and rubbing one out thinking about what it might be like.

Finally, in the middle of a pussy drought, I decided to go down and see if anyone was there, and see if I might actually find a guy I might want to hook up with. I’ve been with a guy once before, and while I had enjoyed myself, I remember feeling a little guilty about it. I’d like to think that I’ve grown as a person since then, and that the guilt wouldn’t be a factor this time. More importantly, I’m horny, and I’ve been fantasizing about cock a lot, lately. It’s time to experiment a little bit, and see how it feels, no pun intended. Read the rest of this entry »