Sexy Scribe

Since she had the day off, they were going to have lunch. She opened the closet to see what she should wear. Jeans, turtle neck, sweater - wait a minute!

She shook her reflection in the mirror, an idea forming in her mind. A little tingle started in her pussy, and she put the clothes in the closet. A little seduction was in order, she decided. And she should get dressed accordingly.

I’d like to talk to you about my education about what a man’s dick can do to a woman. My name is John and I’m 23. Susan, my wife is almost 19. We were married to her 18th birthday, and she was a virgin until our wedding night. Susan is 5'6" tall with a silhouette 35-23-35, blond hair of shoulder length and long legs in shape. She’s so beautiful that I consider myself very lucky to have her as my wife.

I was in N.Y. by visiting a friend who lives in a large building in the center of the city. I arrived at noon for lunch and spent all day talking about old times. I watched my watch and saw it was almost midnight! I can’t believe that time is fast! We said goodbye and I left.

When I arrived at the elevator, I noticed that, for an expensive apartment building, there was not much light in the corridors. As I pushed the button for the elevator, I saw a group of men standing in the hall saying their goodbye to a bunch of people. They must have had a good time because they laughed all and spoke. They left to the elevator. I looked at them and they said, “Hi.” Of course, being the friendly person I was, I said, “Hi” back. We were waiting for the elevator to come. I heard the movement behind me but I pretended to ignore it, when I felt an arm reach around me and stop the elevator and look in their eyes, I knew what was going to happen. I was scared, but deep down, I was so excited! The oldest of men seemed to be in charge.

For a long time, I have tried to bring my wife to entertain other men as part of our sexual experience. She always seemed open to the idea, but the situation never came up to make it a reality. It’s until this weekend. We went to Key West on Friday and we settled in a beautiful station that was friendly. Nothing to see in the open air, but there was an air of sensuality around. Friday night, we did the local clubs and the scene and we went back to talk to several couples and singles around the pool. Nothing happened, but we had a lot of fun. While we went to bed, my wife told me that she had a surprise for me on Saturday night if I was still watching her play. Excited, I told him I was and after a passionate sex, we fell asleep.

As is my custom, I was walking late along the hiking / mountain biking trails. The temperature of mid-January at 10:00 was 35 degrees F so I wore my warm clothes and polar hood. I walked for about 30 minutes when I spent a small parking lot; one of the many scattered paths. The road to the lot was making a turn and bringing a street to a block. During the day there were usually several hikers, runners, joggers, skaters, etc. who often used the trail. The last time I saw a vehicle at the end of the night, it was two years ago. As I approached the lot a truck passed on the nearby highway. It is a badly aligned lighthouse that swept the beam over the parking lot that made a silhouette appear on the windows of a mini-van parked in an isolated section of the lot. I have a glimpse of a pretty ass in the air and a hard dick underneath. I knew someone was getting fucked in the back of that minivan.

Kevin always knew he was different, even as a young child he knew. The girls never interested him for anything more than as casual playmates or friends, and although he loved the girls, it wasn’t like the others. He always knew that he was probably gay, but when you’re young, you don’t really understand all the feelings and emotions that fly inside you while you grow up in adulthood. A affection? It was something Kevin couldn’t even understand by trying in his small middle class of the western city, who else would he show this affection? Because all he knew was the only gay kid in his entire school, and no one suspected that he was queer, and he wasn’t about to go out when he felt that even his parents wouldn’t understand, so feeling alone was something that he used to do. He was certainly looking forward to his first year in State U., feeling sure that at least he would find others in the same boat as he!!! The first weeks of collegial life were haiting to say the least, which with twenty five thousand students in one place was overwhelming and exalting! It was the first time Kevin had been alone for a long time, but he easily moved into a comfortable routine and even began to make some friends in his classes as well as in his dorm. His roommate, Tom, was a fresh man from Chicago, so many nights were spent telling each other’s city life. Kevin had to admit that Tom’s stories were much more interesting than hiss because Tom seemed to have a lot of stories to tell about the girls he had with and the wild sex they had together. Fortunately for him, Tom didn’t really try to throw himself into Kevin’s personal background, so Kevin didn’t even lie about the feats with the opposite sex!

My entry into the world of black sex took some time to happen, but when he finally did…! My husband Ted and I have been changing for several years. We included other men in our sexual lives, but none was black. We started reading these interracial forums and stories and I found myself very excited. I’d fuck my husband’s brain after reading stories, pretending he was our friend Allen. Allen is a black man who lives near us. We were friends of my high school. I saw Allen in our hood several times. He usually wore a small Speedo black suit that was incredibly hot. Once, when things got a little looser and the costumes went out, I saw a big black dick - like nothing I’d ever seen before. From that moment on, I worked to sample black sex.

I asked the woman to attend the prison. Candidates must have small, soft, delicate hands with polished manicure nails in red. Good pay. Room and tray included. Benefits.

Tammy needed a summer job. The announcement in the newspaper seemed that it might be in his alley. She wonders why they stressed their hands. A little strange, she thought. Tammy is a 16-year-old high school. She is an attractive, short 5'7", 110lbs, black hair, and innocent. Her mother and sister did most of the work, cleaning and dishes. Tammy’s hands match the requirements except for one thing. She didn’t wear a varnish.

The ivory looks at itself in a bathroom mirror because its bathtub fills with hot soapy water. She slips her purple and black bathrobe that she wears and takes a moment to admire her. She smiles and licks her lips, “Not bad for a 45-year-old…” She says she puts her hands on her big round boobs and gives them a sneeze. “I am always one of the hottest women ever to scratch a wrestling ring… and a better struggle than most…” The ivory turns to the bathtub and slides its two hands against the sides and back of its neck, “But… I still have to relax…”

A neighbor with two girls (18 & 20) fought with them and threw them both out of the house. Heather, eighteen years old, had made babysitting for us several times, and is practically considered one of the family. When we found that she had nowhere to go, we invited her to stay with us until she had an apartment. His eldest sister moved in with one of her girlfriends.

Needless to say with a voluptuous girl 14 years my junior, my thoughts began to wander. My eyes were not particularly concerned about how she sat or sat on the house. I was able to turn off the beautiful nipples of her breasts and see how incredibly well formed the firm cheeks of her butt! Sometimes it would run through the house with nothing but a towel, and it would be held a little too high. The view of his ass and hair covering what every man desires began to drive me wild.