Sexstories, novels, and more sexy stuff
On our vacation we traveled to Sorrento. What a lovely city. We stayed on a hill overlooking the bay in this beautiful hotel with a balcony that hangs out over the mountain looking straight down to the ocean. Both Lisa and I like to hike, so we started out early in the morning heading down…
Show →She looked beautiful lying there beside me. It was about 9:30 in the morning as I woke up beside my amazing girlfriend. We’re both young; I’m 19 and she celebrated her 18th birthday a few months before, but we had been going out for two years already. Even though I’m a total nerd (skinny, good…
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My wife Carolyn and I are both in our 30s, she’s 35, I’m 39. Our sex life was good, I guess normal, we’d screw once a week or so, maybe less sometimes, maybe more, depending on how tired we were, you know how things go. Neither of us was very happy with our bodies, Gini…
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Misty sat in her dorm room on another lonely Saturday night. This was how she spent all of her Saturdays. A nineteen-year-old girl ending her freshman year in college, Misty’s life was an ongoing tale of sexual frustration. She had always had a pretty face, with full lips, large blue eyes, and long curly blonde…
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It had been a long day and my first day in London with my new colleague Roger, we had spent the day running around London seeing client after client. The plan was to stay in London as our last two clients would only see us late at night so it was a hotel for us…
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In the heart of New Orleans, where the air was thick with humidity and the scent of jambalaya, lived a young man named Roman. At 23, he was tall and lanky with a mop of dark curls and eyes the color of molasses. He had recently moved back home after graduating from college, and his…
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Among the throng of tourists and locals, two figures stood out: Keisha and Tamara. Keisha, a voluptuous black woman with hair as dark as a moonless night, had curves that demanded attention. Her XL frame was draped in a sundress that showed off her generous assets, and her eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam. Tamara,…
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Virginia tried hard to keep her mind somewhere close to sanity, but it kept bouncing in and out of reality, as if leaping away with each stroke of her husband’s hot tongue. She grasped at the pillow beneath her head, and her beautiful, soft mouth formed a single word in the darkness of their bedroom….
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Lisa Hamilton paced the outside aisle between the last row of desks and the windows. She could see the schoolyard and the small park beyond, its trees and shrubs just beginning to bud with spring, and because of the slant of the afternoon sun, she was also able to see her image reflected in the…
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Mason and Jamal exchanged glances, their interest piqued by the confident, curvaceous woman across the room. They approached her table, Mason taking the lead. “Mind if we join you?” he asked, flashing a charming smile. Victoria smirked. “Only if you buy the next round,” she replied, her voice smooth and sultry. They spent the evening…
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Kathy opened her legs wide, sliding her body to the end of the tub. She parted her softly haired cunt, her legs climbing up the stall. The water from the faucet splashed down upon her pussy, and she purred softly. Adjusting her hips, she caught the force of the water on her clitoris, her breath…
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Sister Mary’s cherub-faced demeanor changed upon being given two of the largest holy candles from the church sanctuary. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, Father Michael,” the young nun said, unable to hide her delight. “Why, you are quite welcome,” the handsome priest said. As a young priest fresh from the seminary, Father Michael looked…
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“Chainsaw accidents depress me,” Cindy Winters brooded. Her wild blonde bangs bristled freely in the wind as she pounded her clenched fists into the hard concrete ledge atop Cresthaven Hospital. It was her first-year residence there as a nurse. A voice from behind drew her attention. “Don’t take it so hard.” Patsy Bell, pretty, dark-haired,…
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Never in her life had Roxie felt such feelings. Sex simply had not been part of her life. Until now. For some reason, she thought about it constantly. Images of hard cocks would come into her mind at the most inappropriate times, often embarrassing her. She would be shopping in the supermarket, and an unusually…
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“…should be arriving anytime now, Don,” the graying man in the smart business suit was saying as he finished his roll, tomato juice and coffee in the dining room of Paris’ Orly Airport. “You’ll like her, I’m sure. A real sexy thing… and young. You should get along famously, all right. Here are your two…
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The whore had pictured herself continuing to climb the corporate ladder even higher as the silver haired man had withdrawn himself from her and zipped himself up, leaving her laying gap legged on the couch, her pussy leaking his semen onto the expensive leather upholstery. Rashanta remembered how the smell of sex hung in the…
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The noise of the propellers had been a constant drone. Rashanta Wallace looked out the window of the commuter airplane as it taxied up to the terminal of the small airport. This was the last leg of her journey and it had been a long day. Two connecting flights each with an hour lay over….
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Although working in a pleasantly air-conditioned building, George Colby was getting increasingly warm every time he caught a glimpse of sexy Sharon North running down the hall or sitting in front of her typewriter, or talking to the other girls. Goddamn, but he was a lucky dude to get to work at the Playpen Magazine…
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When Sarah McBride saw the postman come up the walkway, she had no premonition that her safe, contented little world was about to collapse at her feet. Despite the bleak February skies, the dark-haired young woman’s spirits were sunny that fateful morning. Humming a carefree tune, Sarah dried her hands on the kitchen towel and…
Show →Not hearing an answer to her knock on the Hartley’s kitchen door, Bette Linder opened the door and stepped into the kitchen. She knew Cindy Hartley was home. She had seen her little convertible parked in the garage. It was not uncommon for either of these two very good friends to walk into one another’s…
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