Sex stories

Sperm Deposit

I love sex in every way, shape, and form. But what I really dig best is getting laid or sucked off when there’s a chance of getting caught or being seen. That’s when my dick is at its hardest and my load is at its sweetest. I’m an assistance manager at a local bank and one of our tellers feels the same way I do. I’ll call her Joan so her husband doesn’t find out. Joannie is tall and very attractive with long slim legs and firm pointy breasts. Last Friday, Joan was servicing the customers at the drive-in window when she had to go to the ladies’ room. I was the only other person in the bank so I took her place. An older woman had just pulled up when I felt a hand slide betwee... Read more »

Bikedude

It was the summer of 1989 and I was working down at the beach in a bicycle repair shop. On the other side of the shop was a small office with a table that was used as a rental shop. Around 5pm, two great looking girls came in a wanted to rent bikes for the week. I immediately offered to help and motioned them towards the office. Tammy was 5’6″, looked to be about 125lbs, blond hair, blue eyes and a killer tan. Renee was 5’1″, about 105lbs, red hair, green eyes and yes, a great tan also. I asked them what kind of riding they were intending on, and they said since the traffic was so bad, they just wanted something they could get to the mall and grocery with. I fixed them up with some tou... Read more »

Summer Camp

Jack was the baseball instructor for Camp Wanamaro. As a specialist, he enjoyed perks the regular counselors didn’t, like more time off in the evenings and less time with the crabby kids. This was Jack’s third year at the camp, and he had earned a reputation as being quite friendly (“Considering he’s a New Yorker…”), someone you could talk to about camp or personal problems. He enjoyed this status and found it easy to maintain. The one thing he lacked at camp was a summer romance. At 23, he was older than most of the other staffers, who were either just starting college or finishing high school. There were a few older, more mature people whose company he enjoyed, but there ... Read more »

Answering the Phone

This is one of the first stories I’ve posted. The other one, The Neighbor’s Wife, was posted to Alt.sex for me. This story isn’t yet finished; I’ve been pretty busy. _Please_ give me feedback; should I finish this, or stop wasting bandwidth?? I’m also always looking for new net.friends; drop me a note, and I’ll do my best to respond. Enough of this blather; here’s the (as yet incomplete) story… When the summer started, I was feeling kind of down. My girlfriend from last summer had really brushed me off. I guess she found someone at college. We both knew we were only having a summer romance anyhow. I guess I went too far expecting more than one summer. Oh well. A... Read more »

Ariel "the farmers

The whole thing started one hot summer night as I was trying to make it home from a business trip in Ohio. I had been driving for hours on Route 80, trying to make record time back to the Big Apple, when I noticed that my rented car was starting to overheat. I pulled off at the next exit and headed for the closest service station I could find. After driving for about 15 minutes, the damn car would go further. Now here I am in the middle of no man’s land with no car. Luckily, I saw what looked like a large farm house about 1/4 mile down the road. I walked down and knocked on the door. A beautiful young nurse nervously answered the door; after all it was about 1:30 AM. Her blond hair draped down her shoul... Read more »

The Arresting Officer

Damn! I looked in the rear view mirror and I saw the cherries flashing and I heard the siren over the music on the radio. I moved over into the right lane and I watched with a beating heart as the police car followed me. Fuck! I looked at my speedometer, and it was just as I knew…I was not speeding. So, what was his problem? There was no sense in hesitating so I began to pull my car off to the shoulder of the road, trying to pull my seatbelt across my shoulders in an inconspicuous manner. I turned off my car and kept both hands wrapped around the steering wheel as he parked his car behind me. I watched in my side mirror as his car door swung wide open and the officer slipped out. His wide brimmed hat wa... Read more »

Audition

Why did my blind date want me to meet him at Camelot? 18th and M? He said lunch, but that’s a GO-GO place. They serve food, too? He said not to be late, or I’d miss the show. Oh, well. Here it is. Hmmmmmm. Nice neighborhood. Nice place. The sign says auditions! Oh, so that’s it. Auditions for dancers. Was I supposed to try out? No way, Jose! My shape isn’t going to get me on stage! I see somebody waiting outside … I approach him … correctly guessing this is my date. We go inside, and he whispers something to the Hostess. She looks me over and nods. Then we follow her to a table. She takes our order for burgers and cokes. When she comes back, she gives me a 3×5 card wit... Read more »

Amber

It all started when I was working for the City Department of corrections where the corrections department only took young adults under the age of 19 years old. Needless to say, there were some really nice looking girls coming in to stay awhile, and my job was to supervise these girls and try to keep them out of trouble. One night I had the 12:00 am to 8:00 am hell shift (some of the staff hated it) but that night I loved it. There is a policy that we have to abide which we have to check all the rooms every hour to make sure everybody is in bed, sleep or at least in their rooms. Since I came in at 12:00 am, I waited until 1:00 am to check all eight rooms. It doesn’t take very long to walk the halls and pe... Read more »

No More Ambivalence

I was happy, a little excited even, to provide a night of lodging to Rod, the fellow from the home office, upstate. We had been working together on the new facility design for months. He was gorgeous and I enjoyed the few opportunities I had to be with him outside of the office — lunches and on one occasion a late night cocktail at my apartment. Not wanting to put him off or give him the wrong idea, I offered to sleep on my couch. Rod laughed looking at the loveseat that I called a couch. Not necessary, he said. I didn’t dare assume anything from his casual observation that my king size bed looked like it could easily accomodate more than just the two of us. I crashed early, freeing the bathroom fo... Read more »

Amelia's Starring R

She was small, and somehow childlike even though her eyes were wise and her gait determined. A casual observer would notice the grace in her step, and admire the resoluteness in the pose of her head; she seemed to be searching for something, but gave the impression its find would be unexpected. Like a sleepwalker, perhaps, or just a solemn little girl playing hide-and- seek with an imaginary friend. Soft, shimmering folds of cloth fell in a swirl from her almost too-high Imperial neckline. She was long-limbed but short-waisted and favored this style for its complementary treatment of this imperfection. Her grey eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of herself in the glossy surface of the domed metal corridor, a... Read more »

Anita

It was getting close to lunch time and I was already restless. I was staring into the terminal of my work station, not concentrating on what I needed to do, but thinking of wild sexual encounters involving myself and my latest lust. There was a light tap at the door behind me, taking me out of my reverie. I turned to see the part-timer, Anita, looking around the door as she opened it. She had started the previous day. She was doing a report for the boss and I had been assigned to answer any questions that she may have had. The day before, while she had been in the adjacent office, going over the project with the boss I couldn’t help but notice her. She wore a modest skirt which came to about her knees. H... Read more »

After Hours Ass (revised

Mary had been working for me for three weeks and she was driving me crazy. She’s a petite little thing with a fantastic figure and full, mouth-watering tits. Since I had hired Mary as my secretary all I could think about was fucking her in that perfect little ass. Maybe if Mary didn’t wear those damn tight jeans that push right into the crack of her ass, I would have been okay, but as things stood, all I could think about was that ass. Both sides of her chubby little lips were fully defined by the clothing she wore and I wondered if they gave her a kind of sexual push. Everything about Mary spelled sex. Just 20 and with her blonde mass of curls and big brown eyes, it seemed that a kind of sensual ... Read more »

Allison's Diary

Allison’s Diary – Part I, or: ”Allison’s Adventures in the World of Photography” June 16: Dearest Diary, I’m so sorry to have been neglecting you lately. I’ve just been so busy, That’s all, what with finding an apartment and a job and moving and all, I just haven’t had time to do anything else. Wow, is St. Louis ever bigger and more hectic than down home in Paducah! But I’m starting to find my way easier now, and my new job looks like it’s going to be real neat, so I think it’s going to be a fun summer and I’ll be all settled in when design school starts next fall. June 17: Well I started my new job today, Diary. I’m working in... Read more »

Al's Story

I can still feel her lips against my chest, two velvetine strips of red, forming the ring of suction in which her tongue danced. Every nerve ending was at peak performance as she worked her way from one nipple to another and then down. Her long nails, painted a glossy red, found my balls and began to fondle them gently. Her pointed nipples danced about my thighs, lightly brushing them as I arched back, until I felt my cock enveloped by her firm breasts. Suddenly, her warm mouth found its target, and her tongue lightly began to lick me. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I had only come up for the day, on a quick business trip to Marin County. My plan was to fly up to San Francisco, then rent a car and d... Read more »

Part II "A Story

Friday After our night together, we talked over breakfast about how we seemed to be in touch with each other’s need’s. We found, to our mutual suprise, that we’d both been reluctant to participate in the meeting that brought us to- gether. Also we found that once near, we felt the presence of each other. That strange, indescribable feeling of familiarity, yet not. Deja vu? The meeting on Friday went well, and we kept our heads firmly attached and cool throughout. I answered questions for the group, and was proud of the fact that I was able to calmly and professionally answer hers, without any awkward “signs” appearing. Knowing that we had the weekend together made it seem like ye... Read more »

Part III "A Story

Morning found us still cuddled in the main room on the blanket, the fire still giving off a faint warm glow. The sun was filtering in through the large glass covered walls, lighting the room cheerfully. I awakened first, and did my best not to wake her as I moved back. I looked down at her, curled up, one arm over her breasts, the other under her head and pillow. She looked like an innocent angel, smiling in her sleep. I wrapped my still warm side of the blanket around her as I went off to make some coffee. I was gratified to see her still curled up and sleeping when I returned with the steaming, aromatic brew. I waved it slowly under her nose, watching her awaken. “‘Morning beautiful.” I sai... Read more »

Adult Films

Oh shit! This guy makes porno movies! You heard of them, but had never seen one. Why didn’t you read it more carefully? You decide it is time for you to leave. So you head for the door. He blocks you and asks where you think you are going. “Home,” you tell him. “Unh-uh. Not so fast babe. Remember those contracts you signed? You want me to sue your ass off? Looks to me like you don’t even have enough money for a lawyer.” Damn! He tricked you. It’s not fair! But you don’t know what to do. He’s right, you can’t afford lunch, much less a lawyer. So you decide there’s nothing you really can do. You don’t want to go to jail. “Ok. What do I... Read more »

After Hours

Ah spring! It was the kind of day where the air is so humid you can cut it with a knife. I had just come back from lunch with my friends and was still joking about our co-worker Ralph’s dress habits. He says he was a nerd in high school, but that he is not anymore. But just looking at him in his shorts and pink shirt, trying to be cool, you can tell he lives, eats, and breathes com- puters. Not that he’s disagreeable, but he just seems very naive and tries too hard to fit in. As we went up the stairs to get back to work, Eva came down. The air conditioning in the building was always cranked, and Eva’s nipples were responding by showing through her blouse. If ever there was a woman that could ... Read more »

Buying Jennifer

Normally I don’t pay for pussy. After all, I am a Master, and it doesn’t seem exactly right to think about a Master buying his sex. But sometimes its pretty nice to see some pussy you want and just buy it. Some girls get off on being able to get paid for it, and after all isn’t getting girls off what its all about? Anyway, I started out just playing with the waitress at the bar. Her name was Kimberly, and she was a cute little package. The barmaids wore long black skirts that were slit high up the front of their left leg and white blouses and black stockings. Kimberly was about 5’5″ and weighed around 115 I’d guess. She had what appeared to be very nice legs and small breas... Read more »

A Letter From Laura

Dear Master Wade, You probably don’t remember me. I was at a party once that you had been invited to which was given by a mutual friend of ours. I hope I’m not out of line in writing you, but I’m not brazen enough to just call you, and I haven’t been able to think of anything but you since that night at the party. Our friend gave me your address. There was a girl at the party who let you use her for over three hours while we all watched. There was nothing planned about it at all, you had just been able to recognize her submissiveness and had put her through her paces. Perhaps if she had not been there you would have recognized my submissiveness instead. I would have loved that. Actuall... Read more »

A Letter To Laura

Dear Laura, Thanks so much for the pictures. I really meant to write to you before you had a chance to send them, but we had company over the weekend. A friend of ours named Karen and some of her friends came to spend the weekend, and when Karen comes there isn’t time for anything but sex. Remind me to tell you about it sometime. Your letter was very exciting and made me very interested in meeting you. Now that I have the pictures I’m even more interested. Not only are you a very lovely girl you are also a very talented model. Perhaps you should consider modeling for a living. Not for pictures like the ones you sent me, of course (grin). You have that special kind of style in the way you hold your... Read more »

A Story Just For Lena &#

Visiting VIP’s and other dignitaries are common at our offices, and we usually aren’t bothered by them. Now I was groaning as my boss told me that for the next two days I would be helping our Marketing department show a large group of people about our facilities. “Hell, John. I’m a senior analyst,” I complained, “not a marketing type.” “That’s why I’ve volunteered you.” my boss said. “You know what we can and can’t do with the software. Your job is to get ideas of what our customers are looking for and see if we can design something for them. Consider it as an ‘intellegence-gathering’ mission.” I went back to my of... Read more »

Monica's Early Trai

The panties which Monica had worn that evening were put in a zip- loc bag and placed in her lingerie drawer along with the rest of her things. The protective bag would serve to seal in both her juices and the aroma as well as keep it from spreading to the other clothes in the drawer. I selected two other pairs of panties and finger- fucked her to orgasm while she wore them in order to complete the required supply of juice filled panties. Her hunger was such a delight. Each time that I fingered her to another orgasm she seemed to grow even more submissive and rather than losing interest in further sexual activity she seemed to want and need it even more. The night was still young and I had no desire to limit h... Read more »

A Visit From Karen ̵

I certainly hadn’t forgotten about Karen, but I had begun to think that I would never hear from her. It had been nearly two years since I had met her in Chicago and there had been no word at all from her. Her call came at a good time. It had been some time since Monica and I had entertained any guests at home and she had been wanting to meet Karen ever since hearing about my experience with her in Chicago. Later that evening I told Monica of Karen’s call. “She’s still a slave at that same sorority”, I said with a smile. “Does that say alot about how much she loves it or what?” “I should say so”, Monica answered with a smile. “I suppose she has the pe... Read more »

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