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I met Nora when I first tried belly dancing, the only guy in the class. After class one day, she gave me a lift home and we talked a lot during the long drive. She was very open about the kind of sex life she had with her husband, Aaron, who was also bisexual. We exchanged numbers and arranged for me to visit their place on the weekend. We had a nice dinner, a few…

The light that entered through the window was of a soft, yellow hue—almost brown—diffused by the cream-colored curtains, drawn closed. It fell upon the shadowy figure of a woman named Sarah. She was alone in her bed, her body in a half-sitting position, her back against a stack of pillows, her plaid, deep blue nightshirt unbuttoned, hanging loosely from her shoulders, her matching bottoms and turquoise cotton panties pushed to her feet. She wore a…

Welcome to my first story I hope my punctuation isn’t to terrible. I would like any reviews to help me become a better story teller. It’s summer my best friend and his wife invited me to there anniversary party. Since I live a few hours away they let me stay in the guest room. They have been together for 10 years since they got married little to my surprise this would be the weekend that…

Lay back, I want you to completely relax. You are in my control. I get to tell you when to stroke, when to cum. If your like me, you’ve been wanting to do this for some time now..and just need the proper..lets say..encouragent. You want this. You’ve been thinking over and over, trying desperately to fulfill this fantasy. You’ve watched countless others squirting TONS of thick salty cum over their own faces…not letting any drop…

My daddy sits beside my bed and gives me a hug and kiss goodnight. (I’m really a big girl, old enough to be daddies girlfriend, I just like being silly with him sometimes). “Daddy can I have a bedtime story please?” I ask. “Sure, muffin. What kind of story? A nice one or a naughty one?” “Naughty ones are fun!” I answer, smiling. “Okay” he says thoughtfully. “How about….the one about Cinderella meeting the prince?”…

This happened before I met and married my husband, maybe this was my dirty phase which I haven’t had too many crazy ones but memorable ones. Back than I would have to travel to meetings before CoVID (that changed things). I was on the East Coast and we had our 1st meeting and sometimes I meet new people at the company but usually the same people are there. This meeting there was a 50’s man…