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Pee for dessert

We meet up for Karaoke and dancing at a local bar. We don't need to drink alcohol. We need to drink in each other. Your eyes meet mine from across the room and I make my way towards you. You are out with a few friends and you make introductions. I am ..continue reading

Pissing six in the garage

"If you aren't here for sex, then why are you here?" Lacey asked. It was a reasonable question, given that we were sitting in the bar area of a brothel. "I have some very specific fantasies, things that I would never ask a civilian to do," I said. ..continue reading

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Erotic Hypnosis

I want to see my wife hypnotized and WANT BADLY to have her transformed – to spice up our sexual activities! So much so, that I would absolutely love a fantasy such as this, to actually happen! One night, I discuss with my wife, “A” who is in ..continue reading

Mom at the Roxy Adult Store

I leaned back in my theater seat as the woman gently maneuvered my cock through my open fly. Through my half-closed eyes, I watched as she formed her thumb and forefinger into a circle and delicately stroked up and down my prick. It was semi-erect, b ..continue reading

A Kind of Swing

I guess ours isn't an unusual story, Paul and I married in 1990, I was a silly eighteen year old girl and Paul was twenty, just starting his own building business and married life in the same year. I didn't have a career as such, just spent my fo ..continue reading

My Trip to the Video Store

Once in a while, I would go to a local video store and rent an adult film. I liked to watch male strippers or just male nude films. I was a thirty-five-year-old divorcee, and playing with myself while watching videos was the only sex I had had in ..continue reading

My Auntie's milk

Every summer growing up, we would travel across the state to see our relatives. Among all the grandparents and cousins and friends of the family was my mother's sister, who we called Auntie. Being ten years younger than my mother, Auntie was more in ..continue reading

Submission in the Sky

As we step onto the small, 20 seat, business express airplane, I feel your hand on the small of my back, as if gently guiding me. I continue to my seat ahead of you. I am really not thinking about anything other than the trip in general, but you c ..continue reading