The next two days, I almost literally lived around Amanda’s house. I would go around there at about 9am and probably leave late at night. I bet you can guess what we spent all day doing! Yep we fucked almost non stop. I personally am into women wearing slutty clothes, lingerie, boots, heels, miniskirts, stockings etc. As Amanda and I was constantly horny I asked her for any of the above. She was happy to oblige but was rather limited in that department. She probably had 3 pairs of knee high boots (pink, white and black), 2 short skirts, no stockings, mismatched underwear and no heels. She was keen on the idea but was a little disappointed as was I, that she was in such short supply. (more…)

*Chapter 2: Dinner and a Movie*

When I got home, I took the video camera out of the car and ran inside to see the tape. To my surprise it caught every moment of our lunch together. As I watched it, I found myself excited. I lay back on our bed and began to tease myself slowly. Entering my fingers into my wet pussy slowly, just to first knuckle, sliding it out and rubbing my clit hard and fast. As our movie kept playing the more I did. Soon I was moaning as loud as earlier that afternoon, my back arched in ecstasy as I slide my fingers in and out of my pussy. (more…)

Let me begin this story by describing my gorgeous girlfriend, Brittany. She is 5-5, 125 lbs., long blonde hair, blue eyes and a sweet little ass. Her tits are all natural 34 C”s which give her the all-American Barby-Doll look. When I go out with her guy”s heads turn, especially when she wears tight pants or a tight shirt. Every time I see her naked I can”t help but stick my dick in her. Just this morning I lifted up her nightie and fucked the hell out of her over the kitchen sink. She is just so hot, and is so horny. She is the perfect nympho. (more…)

I’ve had a crush on Christy from day one. Her boyfriend Dave and I have been best friends for years. He’s had a lot of girlfriends since we first met 10 years ago but no one quite like Christy. I’m very bi-sexual which is probably why Dave and I never got together. I guess he’s just an old fashioned guy at heart. He wasn’t judgmental of my lifestyle… it just wasn’t for him. When he first introduced me to Christy my heart skipped a beat. Her long golden hair framed her face so perfectly. Her blue eyes twinkled with an innocent yet slightly mischievous look. Her lean athletic body with curves in all the right places made me ravenous with desire. Of course I could never have her…. She was my best friend’s girlfriend. For months I tried to quench my thirst for her with elaborate fantasies. I hoped that this was a passing phase but 6 months later my burning hunger for her had not abated. (more…)

“It’s no use, I can’t; I simply can’t”

“But we’re almost there. This time, we’re almost there, Kyle,” I said, trying to keep the pleading tone out of my voice, nearly overcome with the passion of the moment and not wanting to stop here.

But stop here we did. This time Kyle had managed to suck me hard after what seemed to be an interminable time of preparation through fondling and kissing. And I was just maneuvering him to my lap, to setting his well-prepared and opened ass on my throbbing cock, when he froze again. I could feel the tension in his body, the stiffening of his muscles. And I could almost feel his ass close tight around the thumb I had in it to prepare the way for my cock. (more…)

Rick had bought a 52″ Hi Def LCD TV for the game. He had invited a bunch of his buddies to watch the game at our place.

I was to look after serving the guys refreshments. I had got an outfit from Greta resembling a Steelers’s cheerleader but much more revealing.

I was to be their Superbowl Whore.

The “guest list” was all guys I knew and was comfortable with. Indeed many of them had already been partners in threesomes with Rick and I.

Theo is my favorite. Theo is a goofy guy whose wife divorced him several years before. He is still in love with his ex-wife and five year old daughter Cassandra. (more…)

“Are we ready to go?” I ask Ann.

She grabs the leather tote bag and says, “I think so.” We’ve been preparing all week, picking out all the right clothes and accessories.

As far as the sitter and our kids are concerned, we are just going out to a typical Saturday evening social event. If they only knew what was in the bag.

We had seen an ad in the back of one of the free local entertainment guides for ‘Sensual and erotic adult parties.’ We made our reservation weeks ago, and the wait has been agonizing. But we are prepared. Sexy intimate apparel and lingerie, toys, lube and all manner of latex. (more…)

I was standing at the dispatcher’s desk, when she approached me. “Captain McHale, I’m Diane Williams. I will be your co-pilot tonight. Are you ready for the crew meeting?”

With a smile, I said, “yes.”

It was a brief meeting. “If you observe anything that you think might effect the comfort of the passengers or the safety of our flight, please notify me immediately, no matter how trivial you think that it is.”

The flight attendants all nodded.

As a junior captain, I bid the 11:45 PM flight to Atlanta, known as United 842. It was no secret that the reason the flight was scheduled at that time was the Post Office contract. We were a mail plane. The income from the passengers was just gravy. After Atlanta, we continued to Little Rock, and then to Dallas. After twelve hours down time, we did the trip in reverse. (more…)

I had just finished my dinner at the Bulldog in Columbus Mississippi. The noise level was increasing as the college crowd was coming in. I was still drinking a cup of coffee, working on the delicious vestiges of my Key lime pie, when I noticed a group of sorority girls walk through the door. Even though they were young, I was impressed with how demurely they conducted themselves, yet with the coy flirtatiousness of young girls. It was easy to detect in them, the gentile breeding of the south. Their youthfulness transported me back to my young days, and my mind spun through some delicious reveries. One girl in particular caught my eye. She had long dark hair, blue eyes, and the kind of pouting lips that begged to be kissed. (more…)

“Written for Outalevel…”

When I was in my thirties, my wife and I were friendly with a couple that would visit us frequently. They had a teenage daughter who would visit with them and she seemed to take every opportunity to place herself in provocative positions when she was around me. She would come to our house braless and seemed to delight in flashing her bare breasts at me when no one was looking. “Accidental” touching occurred and knowing looks passed between us, but that was as far as it went. Eventually she married and left home, but the memories of her never left me. (more…)