Masturbation

My wife (42) and I have been married for almost 20 years and have a wonderful sex life together. Believe it or not, we never made a mistake. During the past year, my wife felt abandoned by the computer revolution and took basic courses on the DOS. I encouraged her to play with some children’s games, write letters, etc. For her birthday last month, I bought her an internet account. She could then read focus groups, write emails, talk, etc. [Read More]

Wendy looked forward to the beginning of the film. It was already fifteen minutes after midnight and the big breast girl was in a bad mood. Her date of the evening had picked her up, none of her friends were there, and the only entertainment station was a midnight lonely film. Sighing, she leaned on the scratching seat as the lights fainted. The door of the theatre opened and closed quickly, flashing a spear of light with opening curtains. [Read More]

In the early 1980s, I worked in this factory that made snacks. At that time, all office workers had their own offices (ah, the days before the cabins were discovered). The accounting department, where I worked, was in an extra wing in the back. Because of the delicate nature of our work, the offices had an outside door that was always locked, then each of our offices had their own doors. [Read More]

I went home to take a shower, I stayed naked, I had iced tea to watch TV and relax. She came to wear a pair of low-sized bikini panties. What are you looking at? Nothing. I told him. She came to sit next to me and started rubbing her breasts. I’m so excited, fuck me. She told me. I looked at her strangely. I’m tired, I told him. She ran her hand to her pussy and rubbed her hard. [Read More]

When I left college, I graduated in photography, and I look forward to becoming a full-time professional. What I didn’t count on was that for every job, there were at least twenty qualified candidates. And my sex was certainly an obstacle, too, as they seemed to favor male photographers. I became discouraged and desperate, and then I met Tish.. It was a model to come and we became fast friends. She was the one who suggested me take glamorous photos of her and try to sell them to men’s magazines. [Read More]

Sometimes you’re very thirsty about sperm, but unfortunately, straight men don’t want to give it to you. Even if they have sufficient supply, they are greedy and for some reason macho they refuse to let you suck their dick. I overcame that obstacle, and all I needed was alcohol, a hotel room, and porn on TV. You see, in Canada they’re much less shy about showing porn on television, so I took my buddy there about 10 years ago when we were both new students. [Read More]

Sara was really looking forward to visiting her older brother Steve. She hadn’t seen him for almost two years and she really missed him. Although he was nine years older than his 18, they had always been close when she grew up before leaving the house, never returning from the university, having met and married Veronica and started her own life. Life at home with her parents became more difficult for her last year as she felt bigger than they were willing to admit it. [Read More]

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. [Read More]

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…” [Read More]

For a long time, I’ve had fantasies of being scared by my wife. The whole idea of someone else’s sexual pleasure was driving me wild. I hated her with the idea of convincing her to take a few new lovers so that she would experience the joy of having a bigger and better dick inside her. I thought, however, that it would be a vain effort because she was not the kind of woman who would accept this kind of thing. [Read More]