NIKKI: Do You Remember? (Sex Story)

It’s been 15 years since I last attended college and looking through some old photos brought back so very pleasant memories. College is a time of lots of exploration and of course, sex. But, we’ve all had the incidents with the nice girl we had a crush on and the slut we fucked. But, out of all of them, one stood out as the best friend and best fuck all rolled into one. Knowing the reach of the internet, perhaps the retelling of this tale will reach “Nikki” as we nicknamed her. And maybe bring as nostalgic smile to her face too (not to mention wet panties).

I met Nikki at the University of Oklahoma. She would remember that. She would also know she moved 12 hours away, bringing an abrupt end to our exploits, but not to the memories. We’d been dating for a season when she suffered an accident that put her on crutches. We won’t go into that…but she would remember. Though she couldn’t walk well, thank goodness she could still fuck. One bold night, my little Nikki was lured away by a local band to an after-party…on crutches….while I escorted her friend home. It took me an hour to locate her and when I busted into that smoky room, I put the fear of God (and narcs) into them, before carrying her down a flight of darkened stairs, as she balanced us with her crutches. I hope she remembers that. Nikki was a smart girl.

She started thanking me almost immediately, and at one red light, forcefully removed my cock and sucked voraciously to my sudden and sticky eruption. I didn’t expect her enthusiasm and couldn’t hold back as she pumped with her fist and sucked my large pole down her throat, catching me by surprise. Even after my climax she continued to suck as I maneuvered through the late night streets of a college town, avoiding policemen lest they discover another kind of moving violation. A secondary spurt of spunk appeared to placate her until we arrived home safely. Taking her to bed and seeing as she was both drunk and unduly under the influence of pain-pills, I was surprised to witness her second-wind, so to speak, and knew if was not a good idea to leave her alone, so fucked up and so goddamned horny. In fact, Nikki was never too tired or busy for sex, but this evening she was something of a sex driven-succubus that could not be satisfied. But after that tremendous blowjob (I’ve never had better), I was expecting to spend the rest of the night with a limp noodle. But, Nikki wasn’t having that. (more…)

Long time coming (Sex Story)

If you’ve read part one you know that Pat and I took advantage of the absence of our respective mates to finally succumb to the furious fuck we’d both been waiting on for years. While it was an awesome experience, the fact we had to be quick meant we had to skip the enticement of long lingering foreplay and the enjoyment of spending the rest of the day together naked in bed.

In case you forget, Pat was one of those women who was both super sexy but also had a look about her that made you just want to hug and hold her. Sort of that girl next door thing. She had beautiful brown eyes you could get lost in, and her tits were that perfect size of being very noticeable but also fit your hand nicely. Perfect to lick and suck and just right to tit fuck.

Anyway, we both enjoyed the first time so much neither of us could wait until we could do it again. The problem was her boyfriend Ian was my best friend and she was a good friend with my girlfriend Lee Anne. So if either of us was with not out with our bf/gf, chances were I was hanging out with Ian or she was hanging out with Lee Anne.

It was very frustrating…. we just couldn’t arrange a night alone! But, as the ice had been broken with that first time, we did take every opportunity for some kind of contact. What was amazing about these brief interludes was their intensity. What would normally feel like a naive, teenage, first time touching the opposite sex type moment, took on orgasm inducing thrills for us. (more…)

Converting Chris (Sex Story)

I met Chris one night at my friend Crystal’s house. I always saw him around town, but had never actually talked to him until that night. I was sitting on the couch talking to Crystal when he walked in with some people we knew from school. ” He’s actually here? ” I asked Crystal, trying to hide my big smile. She looked at me and burst out laughing. ” What’s so funny?”, I asked. ” Sweetie”, Crystal said, ” I know he’s fine and I know you would love to fuck him and all but…”. ” But what?”, I asked, annoyed because she was laughing at me. ” Well, a couple of his friends told me that he’s gay”, she whispered. ” What!”, I practically yelled, ” a fine mothafucker like that is gay?” She looked at me and nodded her head. I looked over towards him. He was standing in the kitchen talking to his friends. He looked so sexy. He was about 6′1 with dark blonde hair and some gorgeous blue eyes. ” I’m sorry I ruined your crush”, Crystal said, sympathetically. ” Oh, you didn’t ruin shit for me”, I replied back as I made my way towards the kitchen.

My heart was racing as I walked up to him, but I knew I had to talk to him. He was leaning up against the kitchen counter, drinking a beer. ” Hi, I’m Amber”, I said. ” Hey”, he replied. ” Well, do you have a name?”, I asked him. “Oh sorry”, he replied with a chuckle, “My name is Chris”. ” You’re all alone?”, I asked as I stepped a little closer to him. ” Yeah, I don’t know where my friends went,” he said. ” I hate these parties”, I told him, ” they’re kinda boring”. ” Yeah, me too, but my buddies dragged me out of the house tonight”, he said. ” Well, since we both feel the same way, you wanna hang out”, I asked him. ” That’s cool”, he replied with a smile. ” Follow me”, I told him as I led him to one of the bedrooms.

As I shut the bedroom door, I noticed he was looking a little nervous. ” What’s wrong?”, I asked him as I sat down on the bed. ” Well, I don’t know what you had in mind coming in here but…”, he trailed off, ” you didn’t know that I’m gay?” ” Yeah, I was told that, but I don’t believe it”, I said as I got up and walked over to him. ” Well, I am”, he said. I noticed that he was glancing down at my chest. I was wearing a white tank top that hugged my 38D chest and some hip huggers that clung to my big, round ass. I was blessed with an hourglass figure that not too many men had ever resisted. I was gonna make sure that Chris wasn’t gonna resist it either. (more…)

Brad and Ali Get it on (Sex Story)

I felt hot. I had dressed in a short, tight-as-can-be, black, leather, mini-skirt, and a white see-through tank-top with a red lacy bra, to extentuate my melon-sized, 36-c breasts. I let my long, wavy, blonde hair flow over my shoulders, and I added a touch of make-up around my sky-blue eyes. I slipped on my black stilettos, adding a couple of inches of height to my 5′6″,and I was ready.

I showed up at the party fashionably late, and came in just as everyone was slow dancing. as I passed couples’ laying on couches and fingering each other on the floor, I began to get horny myself. I wandered throughout my best friend’s mansion, looking in every room to see couples going at it hard. then I passed a room with an open door, and saw Dianne’s (my best friend) boyfriend laying with his back to Dianne’s bed, and her riding him hard, both moaning loudly. good for her — she finally got what she wanted from him. I silently closed the door and continued down the hall.

as I walked into the kitchen I noticed that no gals were in here. all the guys heads turned as they heard me walk in, and a hushed silence fell over them as their eyes feasted on my perfect body. I sexily walked over to the couch, where only one guys was sitting, and sat down next to him. I didn’t notice who he was until we met each other’s eyes, then I realized it was Brad, my highschool boyfriend and first. “Brad?!” I whispered, with disbelief. “you know it. I came here just for you.” he whispered back, and by then we both knew what would happen. he started to lean closer to me, then lightly kissed me on the lips. he pulled back, stared at me for a minute or so, then went at it. (more…)

Sex for Sale (Sex Story)

I awoke with a jolt, torn from a deep, dreamless sleep. It took me several moments to gather what senses I had after another late Friday night to realize the incessant buzzing of the doorbell was what had awakened me. One electronic hiss after another echoed through my modest ground level condo. Obviously the thought of ignoring whatever jackass was at my door occured to me, but with the sun pouring through the open blinds in my bedroom and the clock reading 10:30 in the morning, I stubbornly threw on my robe and headed downstairs to the front door.

The endless ringing and now been replaced with forceful knocks on the door’s wooden frame. My head cleared as I approached the door, my original anger slowly turning over to a mixture of curiosity and concern. I lived in a series of two story condos tucked away among a district of one apartment complex after another. The streets in the area were numerous and confusing, resulting in few cars and fewer people. I was new to the neighborhood and didn’t know anyone. I had some family in the state, but they were far away and we weren’t really close. So who the hell was pissing me off this early on a Saturday?

I ripped open the door. So fast, in fact, the source of my antagonism jumped back in shock. Half-ready with a four-letter opera to unlease at my would-be victim, I had to literally stop in my tracks when I recognized the figure before me: a raven-haired beauty with soft, deep brown eyes. Her lips, ever so parted as if about to speak, were full and lush on her slender and smooth face. Our eyes met in a brief moment of awkward silence. I could not have been much to look at that morning. Unshaven, my dishwater blond hair sticking up in places on my head, I suddenly became very conscience of my appearance. I tighted my robe, hiding my only other piece of clothing, my worn out boxers, as she began to speak.

“Hi! I’m raising money for improvements to the senior center by city hall and I’m wondering if you’d be willing to help by buying one of our services–it’s all for a good cause…” she rattled on as she tapped her clipboard with her pen. As she droaned on (I had no idea what she was talking about) I subtly attempted to view the gorgeous creature in front of me. Pretending, vainly, to be looking at her clipboard, my eyes traveled down her body. Her thin bright pink t-shirt was cut with a deep V-neck just barely showing off her modest breasts. She didn’t have much in the way of cleavege, but with her shirt practically painted on, the fullness of her breasts were easy to see. Her mid-drift exposed, I spied a belly-button ring several inches above her near skin-tight jeans. I wasn’t so tired as to not feel my seven inch cock begin to stir, but my growing lewd thoughts ended abruptly as she finished speaking, looking for a response. (more…)

Home Run (Sex Story)

My wife Stephanie is hot. She is tall and long limbed with long blonde hair. Her breasts are all natural large globes with nipples that protrude a third of an inch when she’s excited. She keeps herself completely shaved in her bikini area and her pussy lips are a full lipped pink perfection. The first thing I had noticed about her when we met was her ass. It is medium sized, heart shaped and tight. Life with her has been one long state of arousal. Unfortunately she’s also frigid. We often went two months without sex, with the usual excuses of her being too tired or having a headache.

Steph’s lack of sex drive has been a constant source of marital strife. Our arguments usually end with me apologizing while she cries. Because of this I have become more familiar with my hand than her body. I spend most of my weekends with the guys.

On one of these weekends I had gone over to my friend Bill’s house to watch baseball. Steph was planning on laying out in the yard to work on her tan and was wearing nothing but a skimpy white bikini. I gave her a hug goodbye and took the opportunity to grab her ass. She giggled but pushed me away when I started to pull at the strings on her hips.

“Hey, none of that,” she said. “Maybe we can have a little fun when you get home.” I nodded eagerly. I felt that she’d turn cold by the time I got home and offered to forego the game. She said that I should go, so I did. (more…)

Caught first hand! (Sex Story)

I had suspected my wife was cheating on me for some time now so I decided to see if it was true. I decided to take a weeks vacation without her knowing, every day I would drive my car out like I was going to work, I waited around the corner until I saw her leave then I would sneak back into the house and hide in the bedroom closet.

The first 2 days were routine, she would leave around 8:30 and return around 10:00, then she would leave again around 12:30 and come back an hour or so later. The third day was a different story. I was in the closet when I heard her drive up, immediately I knew something was going on, there were other voices besides hers. I heard her walk in and also heard a mans voice, they went into the living room and talked for a while, then it got quiet except for a few moans. They both then came into the bedroom and were both naked, his cock was as hard as a rock.

They stopped right in front of the closet and she dropped to her knees and took all of his 10 inch cock in her mouth (all the way to his balls). She had never deep throated me like that and mine is not as big as his! She then went to the nightstand and got a set of anal beads,lubbed them up, and slid them gently into his ass.She then resumed blowing him and just as he said he was ready to cum, she started pulling the beads out one by one, it must have had an hell of an effect because he came so much that she gagged and had to let the rest drip down her breasts. She told him that she never had a man cum that much ever! He then laid her on the bed and started eating her pussy, she was squirming all over the bed. By this time I couldn’t believe I was actually getting hard myself, so I started stroking my cock which was pretty wet already. I could hear her telling him to fuck her. (more…)

Revenge Of The Furies (Sex Story)

Greg Standish a forty year old male with a college degree spent most of his time in and out of prison for robbery to support his drug habit. He had a wife and family at home, but the weekends he spent with his friends, he met while serving time in prison.

Frank Harding a thirty four year old male, who makes his money selling drugs to adults and teenagers, he is an abusive husband and father to his wife and their three small daughters, their ages are three years old, four years old and five years old. All the girls resembled their mother. Thin, long brown hair and brown eyes.

Tim Engel a twenty four year old male, who works in a grocery store, he is single and living with his mother. He spent four years for the rape of a thirteen year old girl.

Mathew Tillinger a thirty six year old male, engaged to be married in two months, he owns a small lawn service business which most of his money goes to Frank for drugs. Spending most of his time in prison on drug possession charges.

Paul Kendall an eighteen years old male, unemployed makes his money selling drugs for Frank, lives with his older sister and her husband. Was sentenced to prison as an adult at the age of fourteen for the brutal beating and stabbing of his teacher who was six months pregnant. It was by the grace of God they both survived.

The men all looked similar in appearance, tall, thin muscular built, their hair shaved close to their heads, tattoos that supported the white supremacist. They all wore white T shirts, blue jeans with black belts and black army boots. Their only difference was their eye color which was either blue or brown. (more…)

Wife’s Exhibitionist Experience (Sex Story)

I know this may be mild to some degree but if you knew this woman, you would be just as shocked as I was.

I was amazed at how things can change in a person after several years. I met my wife when she was only 15 and we were married shortly after her 16th birthday. I was not but two years older myself. When we met, she was a bit more experienced sexually than I. She had experienced by having more sexual partners and was willing to teach me things that I loved learning.

After the birth of our first child, things began to change for us sexually. She became more of a prude. She wasn’t one that wanted to be seen in the nude with the lights on. She wouldn’t permit me to touch some parts of her body. This only became worse over the years. The lights were never on when we had sex. She would never allow me to see her undress. I would get glimpses of her from time to time.

After 20 years of marriage, she was still as beautiful as ever. Petite only about 5’1” and was blond with the prettiest green eyes I have ever seen. She was the mother of my children. The one that I shared some of my thoughts with (there are some things a man must keep private from his wife). The one that I defended my vow of faithfulness to when she saw my behavior as one of an unfaithful husband.

One day unexpectedly she came to me and asked me about some video conferencing. I did not have a clue as to what that was since I wasn’t as computer literate as she was. She explained to me that there were people that like to experience or get to know other people using a camera attached to the computer. She wanted to know if I had a problem with her doing it. Honestly, I didn’t think she would ever be able to do it. She wasn’t willing to let me see her nude let alone a complete stranger. That was what I thought and how wrong I was.

One evening she came to me and she was dressed in this skin tight tank top, with matching shorts that were so short you could see the cheeks of her ass. She was hot as hell. I had not seen her dressed like this in twenty years. All I could do was think about how much I wanted to get her out of those shorts and slip my cock deep inside her. She then directed me toward the computer. She turned on the machine followed by sever instant messenger devices. I found out later that this was how men contacted her. (more…)

Visiting my Neighbor (Sex Story)

We just bought a new house in suburbs of a large city about a year ago. It was a nice house, in a wonderful neighborhood. We had some wonderful neighbors, all like myself were young and married. I would say that the sexiest lady was my next door neighbor, Julie. She was about 30 years old,5′2,130 pounds. I didn’t talk to Julie often, but I always looked at her when she was outside. It was hard not to. She always looked so sexy. However, one day that changed…

“Hi, Julie, Looks like you need some help moving that furniture.” “Yes, I would love some help,” Julie Replied. I went over and helped her. She was wearing very short, shorts and a tight tank top. It was hard not to get excited looking at her. She was all alone today as was I. Both our spouses were working for the next 5 hours or so. I helped her for about a hour or so moving furniture. When we were finished she asked if I wanted to stay and have a drink. Who am I to turn down a beautiful lady? “Sure, a beer would be fine, I said”. She walked into the kitchen and came back with a beer. “thanks for the help, I really appreciate it.” “No Problem, I was happy to help you, besides, it gave us a chance to talk and get to know each other better,” I said to her. As we were talking she dropped something on the floor and when she bent down to pick it up I got a great view, she wasn’t wearing any panties. Well, this time I couldn’t control my cock, it started growing. (more…)