Several years ago, I was asked by a major latex clothing designer, to model for her latex- wear catalog. I had done it once before, with my then girlfriend, Karen, so I had no reluctance to doing it again. This time, I again agreed to do it, as it was so much fun wearing all…
Author’s note: This tale is a continuation of events that occurred in my previous story “How About Eric?” It isn’t required that you read that one to enjoy this, but it’s recommended. I suppose that “interesting” is one way that you could describe how things got between me and my girlfriend Michelle after our video…
It was early in our dating, Karen and I had read several articles about the “new” swinging lifestyle that was becoming so popular in New York City: several new clubs had recently opened, and with some research, we found that right here in our village was a very large and famous club called “Michael’s Lounge.”…
Ithas been a rough year this time around. I have been single for around trhee years now. I am not saying that I have been with girl after girl. I had been with on girl for around five years. We met at age fourteen and as you could say it was love at first sight….
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. “Bye, John. See you tomorrow. I’ll have those figures for you, and we can go over them before the meeting.” “See you, Rich.” John watched his senior associate leave the room. It was stuffy, the lights were buzzing,…
My name is Amber Thompson, I’m a pop singer that loves to play concerts and party. I started singing when I was eight and now I’m 28 and famous. A couple years ago, I had a problem with some really obsessed fans. They kidnapped me, and I was scared. I wasn’t hurt, but it only…
I just sat in my chair and watched the two young fillies make out. They were reaching a fever pitch. Shawna was running her hands all over Stephanie’s lithe, naked body, taking in everything. She was squeezing Stephie’s tiny, pert breasts, tweaking her already womanly nipples, cupping her ass and squeezing it as well. Their…
After dinner I had a special surprise for you. “Where are we going?” you asked. “A nice little club,” I replied turning down a long alleyway. “There’s a club here?” you asked as we pulled into a small, back parking lot. “Not a lot of people know about it. It’s sort of a members only…
After Gail had enjoyed the aftermath of her orgasm, I reached out for her hand and led her to the bed. Gail sat while I undressed. When my manhood popped out, she stared at it. “Mmmmmm,” was all that she said. I never concerned myself with questions of a big versus a small cock. A…
When it comes to getting men to want to fuck her, a girl has to put her ass to good work. I discovered this when I was eighteen and first started being a tranny hooker around the adult book store. I was wearing my first miniskirt with a thong panty underneath, walking down the street….
I woke my trucker stud up in the middle of the night by sucking on his cock and making it hard for him. When I had him good and hard, I climbed back up between his legs and let him put it in me again. His cock was nice and big and my ass was…
God knows why I started reading porn. Well I mean his particular porn. But I did, and I kept reading it. I read everything he had written then tried other authors but they didn’t touch me the way he did. I reread everything I could find by him and felt an exhilaration I’d never known…
Jack drank in the sight of Fay’s scarlet-flushed cunt being lowered towards him as he raised his face to meet it. It glistened with wetness as Fay’s legs straddled his torso and he released a short gasp as he felt Fay’s fingers stroking his rigid cock. Pulling her hips to the right position, he pushed…
Pissing in Claire’s mouth was so much fun. It was like living a filthy little dream. The whole night was amazing, including Claire herself. I was going to have to savor the memory, because it was never going to happen again. (Read My Sweet Clairette for the full story.) If there was any solace that…
Living in upstate New York, working in the city, subways are a transportation necessity. As usual, it was packed like a sardine can. I had already given my seat to an older lady, so on my feet I stood. 9 th Street, the next stop, was always crowded. Those of us standing did the back…