Clunky Boobs

Each of us can point to specific experiences in our lives that changed us forever. Some of our mistakes create uncorrectable problems that haunt us forever. But sometimes we do something ‘wrong’ that has profound effects on the best parts of our lives. This story is of the latter type. All I wanted to do was to get laid. I never expected to receive anything more than a few moments of sexual release.

I was not a virgin, but I was certainly naive and inexperienced. I’d had sex precisely twice, with two different girls on two separate occasions. The first time was in the back seat of my parent’s car, and the second happened when I’d managed to talk myself into a girl’s room and into her pussy near the end of freshman year. That time my partner had an orgasm, complete with loud moans and violent spasms, and that was a new and exciting experience for me. But she had masturbated herself into a frenzy before she had allowed me to enter her, and her moans and shrill cries, coupled with her quivering vagina, had caused me to ejaculate into my condom within a half- dozen strokes of entering her. As exciting as the experience had been, I was only in her room for about ten minutes before she shoved me back into the hallway. (more…)

This is a story of how my life was forever changed. It is a story of sex and bondage, and how I became a willing participant.

I was visiting family in Panama and had about a month’s vacation. Along the Canal Zone there is a thriving area of nightclubs and bars. There is also a great deal of prostitutes and other forms of vice. I found a nice club with a dynamite Karaoke set and sort of became a regular there. I liked to go and just sing and drink. Many hookers, all of whom hit on me, also frequented this club. I had always promised myself I would not pay for pussy, so I just shined them on and bought drinks for them every now and then. (more…)

“I appreciate all the feedback. That’s exactly what a new author needs. This represents the second of three installments. Let me know if you want to hear the rest.”

I slept like a baby. I woke up later than usual and headed downstairs for breakfast. As I got to the kitchen, I was happy to see all of us up at the same time. My wife seemed a little under the weather, which I attributed to a hang over as well as being woken up in the middle of the night by a horny husband.

Heather was her usual chipper self, and our two houseguests were acting normal as ever. The discussion when I walked in seem to center around Christmas shopping once again. I said I really wanted to go, having missed out on all the fun the day before (which earned me a quizzical look from Gabbi). Then, Heather and Patty brought up that I couldn’t go with them because they were going shopping for my present that day. Thankfully, Amanda suggested that she and Gabbi accompany me, so I could buy something for Patty and Heather, said suggestion earning her a resounding “yes” from everyone at the table. (more…)

Moments before Will had summarily scooted Sarah’s quivering frame off the bed and back to the floor, right as he was on the verge of untapping the most powerful dose of sexual adrenaline the married woman had ever known, Renee had reached over and touched Patricia on the arm. The two friends shared a brief but enlightening stare as the sounds of Sarah’s debilitating orgasm shattered the silence in the room.

Somewhere deeply hidden behind the veil of Patricia’s glassy eyes, Renee began to sense what was happening between her Boss and Will. (more…)

I must have crashed as soon as my head hit the pillow because I didn’t remember anything afterwards until I heard Elliot speaking to me quietly.

“Sleepy head wake up.” He was saying. He was brushing his fingers across my face. “Come on sleeping beauty, time to get up.”

I slowly opened my eyes. I felt refreshed, but still a bit sleepy. “Hey.” I whispered. “How long did I sleep?”

“Oh not too long.” He said and pulled the covers back. He untied the robe and opened it, exposing me. He rubbed his hands along my belly, they were chilly and it tickled causing me to get all goose bumpily again. He pulled me up out of bed and let the robe fall. He led me to the tub and held my hand as I stepped in. (more…)

After a few minutes, Janet climbed off Julie and stood up on wobbly legs. She looked down at the once-demure housewife, who lay on her back naked and spread-eagled, her chest heaving and her body gleaming with sweat. “You think you came then? You ain’t seen nothing yet, sweetheart. You’re just getting started. I’ll be back in a minute, and we’ll put you to work. I still have a few things I need to show you, but you’re ready.”

Then she left the room, leaving Julie alone on the bed. As she got her breath, she lay back and let the good feelings continue to wash over her. They were right. She was ready for more. Already her pussy was tingling and bubbling again, and she lifted herself up on one elbow, while she ran her fingers through her swollen lips. Her tongue licked her dry lips as her index finger found her clit, which was already throbbing in anticipation. (more…)

As he walked through the forest, Nathan listened to the sounds around him. He could hear the soft murmur of the stream in the distance as it emptied into the lake and the distinct call of the parrots as they flew by as the leaf litter crunched under his feet. As the breeze whispered through the trees, the leaves swayed too and fro, rustling gently. The breeze felt cool on his skin and was a relief from the heat of the sun.

The smell of the eucalyptus was strong in his nostrils but certainly not unpleasant. He followed the path along the edge of the stream until he came to a small clearing where he could just glimpse where the stream joined the lake. The water was foaming white across the rocks of the rapids before it spilled into the lake over a small crag, creating a waterfall, probably about twice the height of a man, the sunlight glinting off the water casting arcs of bright colour through the spray like tiny rainbows shimmering. (more…)

It appeared to be the beginning of one of those rather disheartening days. Ilsa awoke leisurely, knowing she didn”t have to work later in the day, but felt rather empty when she reached to touch the bed where Richard”s warm body usually lay. Richard, as was his habit lately, had risen with the sun and headed for the office.

Ilsa ran her fingers over his pillow and the wrinkles in the sheets, pondering. For some time now, Richard the Lover had disappeared, to be replaced by Richard the Corporate Man. His work had become nearly all-consuming, resulting in many disappointingly lonely nights for Ilsa. She lay back, naked between white satin sheets, and decided something had to be done to change Richard”s focus. As she became lost in thought, she absentmindedly touched her nipples, then slid a hand down her belly… (more…)

Let me start by asking you a simple question. Do you believe in luck? I”m not talking about finding a dollar bill on the ground or something minor like that. No, what I”m thinking about is more like a gift that comes into your life that is so unexpected and mind blowing that the only reasonable explanation is that the Gods themselves or fate or whatever you choose to call it has smiled down on you.

Why? You don”t ask that question if you”re smart because maybe too much thinking will ruin it. Maybe in the distant future at a safe distance you may wonder what brought it all about. But not while it is happening, that”s just a waste of time I think. (more…)

I guess the opposite of an unexpected blow job is a long expected blow job. Is there anything worse that a woman telling you what an incredible cock sucker she is, that she wants to suck your cock so you can see for yourself, and then have to wait for it? And wait and wait and wait for it? That’s what happened to me with Connie.

Connie was one of the women I met on the internet. She had a great sense of humor and obviously liked to have fun. We hit if off pretty well and within a week or so, we decided to meet for a drink. So far, so good, right? (more…)