You're dressed in a beautiful navy blue suit and crisp white dress shirt as you arrive to pick me up. I'm in a short white cocktail dress and jeweled sandals to show off my new summer tan. We both look at each other admiring one another feeling that incredible attraction that always seems to ignite when we get close. We embrace and kiss gently as if we want to make this evening last and you know your kisses always take me over the edge.

Janice had nearly finished packing her suitcase. She had left one item for last. Turning to her dresser, she quietly pulled the bottom drawer, which contained her jogging suits and sweats. Reaching deep into the bottom of the drawer where she'd hidden it, she retrieved the black satin form-fitting nightgown that she'd bought nearly two weeks ago.

As though it might burn her fingers, she all but raced back to her suitcase stuffing the dainty piece of nothingness inside one of her zippered pouches. She was just closing the case when her husband popped his head inside the door of their bedroom.

I looked in the rearview mirror. Yes, there he was, coming up to pass me again. We had been playing this little game of leapfrog for some miles now, and it had somehow taken on a life of its own. It had started innocently enough; I noticed him slowing a bit after we made eye contact on the second pass, and the game had begun. It was now the sixth time we had passed each other, and our gestures had gone from eye contact to casual flirtation. He blew me a kiss as he overtook me in the left lane, and, as I expected, he slowed about two car lengths in front, allowing me to retrieve my position. Getting bolder, I looked over as I drew alongside, taking my foot off the gas to pace with him. I put my finger in my mouth, all the way to the hilt, withdrawing it slowly as I watched his eyebrows raise over the rim of his sunglasses. A grin split his face, and I stomped on the gas pedal, pulling in front.

It was approximately six months ago when I first set my gaze on a man that I would never forget. The man in question was a coworker of mine and his name was Dave. I could remember the first day of work like it was yesterday. I walked around the office as my new boss introduced me to everyone I would be working with. When I finally came to Dave, reaching my hand out to meet his in a friendly handshake I found myself not wanting to let go. Forcing myself to let go, but not turning my eyes away I gave him a smile and he returned one. Throughout the day I came to realize how amazing Dave was, he had a great sense of humor with a hint of sarcasm just like me. Unfortunately by the end of the day I learned that he was married, damn the luck. It never fails that when I meet a great person they are already taken. This didn’t stop me from throwing some innocent flirting his way which was appreciatively returned most of the time. Much of my day was spent day dreaming and fantasizing about me and Dave doing things we shouldn’t.

My first year of college I fell in love with a girl who's parents had a pool table. Every few weeks we'd drive up to their place to do laundry and passed the time playing pool. If her parents knew about us, they didn't let on, and basically left us alone. On one of our visits they went out to dinner, and we stood in the basement with our pile of clothes, already mixed together from the nights we'd spent at the other's place.

"I thought they'd never leave," Sara said as she lit a cigarette and opened the beer. I smirked and flipped the tape in the boom box. We were listening to the first Pretenders album and every time my turn came up Sara distracted me by biting my neck or pinching my nipple. "Sorry. Oh, did you mess up?" she'd whisper, "Chrissie makes me so-o-o horny." It was driving me crazy. Every time I tried to kiss her, she'd tell me to play my turn, but when my turn was up, she'd grin and ace hers.

She was the boss's daughter - 19 and just home from college when we met at the company Christmas party, the 2005 Christmas party. I was the fair-haired boy in the design technology department, 3 years with the company since college, 25 years old and creative credit for two major computer games to my credit. We had released the latest game just before Thanksgiving and we were now THE gift for Christmas and sales were very strong, substantially over projections. Everybody loved me; everybody wanted to be my friend. My bonus was tied to the game's sales so I was looking at a large amount of cash, some very nice stock options, and a two-week stay in a company condo in Beaver Creek / Vail ski area.

My name is Nichole and I have to tell you how I got my new job. I was online looking for a job when one caught my eye. It was looking for young actors with no experience required. I thought that sounded good so I went to the online application and filled it out. It asked a lot of questions that I might of thought were inappropriate at any other time but I was ecstatic with joy at the thought of being an actress. It asked things like my physical stats as I filled out blonde hair, green eyes, 110lbs, 5'10", 19 years old, b32 cup size, 6 dress size and last it asked about any piercing on my body. I answered 2 on each ear, naval, nipples, and clit. Then it asked things like are you on birth control and are you a virgin to which I answered yes and no. the only other question I remember was how many men have you had sex with? I answered 3 and 1 girl. I submitted the form and started dreaming of my career in acting. About a week later I got an e-mail from them saying I was one of the applicants who qualified and to go for the interview next Friday.

Sure, I had my husband trained to eat pussy on command. That was easy and followed his own already-present personal tendencies. He already loved to eat pussy and as I had only recently discovered, he had some deep submissive kinks.But I wanted a little more obedience. Well, I wanted total obedience. I wanted him to recognize me as the dominant partner, to obey me and serve my whims. I especially wanted him to condone and even enjoy my sexual whims including the extramarital ones. I loved my husband and I really thought this was what he wanted too, many men do. We had to talk.

I am now an old man but this story took place when I was fifty years old and my wife, Diane, was thirty-five. I knew my wife liked a variety of cock when I married her and saw no reason why she should be any different afterwards, all I wanted was three years of her for myself, I loved her very much.

Well I got my three years, plus a little, before I started to notice the signs of interest elsewhere. Diane ran a small cafe and she began to talk about a particular customer a lot, one day I asked her if she was attracted to him as she was talking about him so much and did she fancy him? She answered that she was attracted to him and did fancy him.

I said, 'Okay, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll call in to the cafe, just ring me when he's there, I'll come in and have a coffee and give him the once over, if I think he's okay, you can have him.'

One night I got a call from my friend who I was supposed to go to a bar with. She said she was sick and wouldn't be able to make it. Disappointed and left without plans, I decided to go alone anyway. It was already 10:30pm and I didn't feel like trying to track down any other friends.

I decided that I might as well have a little fun, so I dressed up in a dark red button front dress with a collar and fishnet stockings with black boots. I left the first few buttons undone, allowing the tops of my tits to be sexily visible. I wore no jewelry and my hair was down. I knew someone at the bar was bound to notice me alone and maybe I could have a quick romp.

Last summer I was on a train. It was already late and there were no other passengers. I was reading a paper, when the train stopped and a young woman got in. She sat down in front of me.

She stared out of the window, which gave me the opportunity to peek at her from behind my paper. She had a beautiful face, with radiant eyes, a small nose and full sensual lips, made for kissing and for a lot more.

She was voluptuously built and wore a low-cut tight little top that showed a pair of magnificent breasts, with erect nipples standing out against the fabric. No bra for sure!

When I lowered my gaze I saw two shapely, slender legs under a very short miniskirt.

I would like to meet you on a secluded beach. Emerge from the water with my outfit clinging to me and search your eyes for a reaction. If a smile was to tug at the corners of your mouth or a sparkle was to dance across your eyes, I would be confident in coming closer to you. Close enough to feel your breath on my skin, close enough to wrap my arms around your neck and kiss you deeply, a "hello" a long time in the making.

I love spending time in our city park. There is a huge playground I take the kids to on the weekends and a great picnic area. Of course the park becomes a hangout for all the college kids in town in the summer, they’re always cruising around trying to be cool blasting their music. My favorite part is the walking trails that circle the entire park. Taking my walks in the evening has become a routine of mine; I try to go at least a few times a week. Walking through the thick woods is so refreshing and helps clear my mind of the daily shit I have to put up with at work.

The main trail is wide and paved and you see a lot of people on it in the evenings. There are smaller trails that branch off into the woods, they don’t go very far, but it’s fun to explore sometimes. One evening I decided to go down one of those little trails into nowhere just to look around. After going up a little hill and back down the other side I came upon a picnic table there tucked in the trees. What a strange place for a picnic table. The brush was so thick here and there was no place to set up a grill or anything. I just kept wondering why on earth the park service guys put this table in a place like this, the main picnic area was pretty far away.

Carmen stood with her back to the washroom wall, naked except for her heeled shoes. Her nipples tingled in the coolness and the excitement of being so vulnerable. She always obeyed her Mistress even if it was in the strangest of places and that included closed off rooms at the back of restaurants.

“Present!” Vienna snapped. Carmen knew exactly what she had to do.

With eyes lowered to the floor, her legs slightly parted she clasped her hands behind her back, waiting for the inspection. Her breasts jutted forward with nipples hard and erect as she waited patiently. Her heart raced as Vienna moved to her, her fingers brushing over her swollen mound before reaching behind her. Her hands touching hers, Vienna pulled them to the front of her. Carmen with her wrists already wrapped in her leather binds gasped as Vienna lifted first one arm and locked it into place followed by the other. She was captive. Her wrists attached to the metal rod that had been carefully bolted to the wall.

The streets of the city spread out around me and although there were hundreds of people sauntering, strutting, rushing and moving about me I felt isolated and totally alone. I wasn’t sure where I was going but I felt drawn along a path towards discovery not even vaguely aware of what it was I needed to find. It was like a slow constant rumbling at the back of my mind and it urged me on step after step to whatever fate had in store for me.

I rambled on through the streets not looking at the people and found myself standing outside a strange little shop that had dusty old pictures of castles and a lot of other junk in the window. The glass door was grimy and difficult to see through to the inside but when I glimpsed the flicker of a candle igniting that is when I was overcome by an irresistible urge to enter.

Dell hated working on holidays, away from home, all alone, and bored stiff, not a very pleasant way to spend Christmas day, and worse yet, the surroundings really sucked, seeing as he was a deputy sheriff of Hall County, and had jail duty for the day. Someone had to man the phones and watch the prisoners, well that should be "prisoner" as there was only one inmate being held in the county jail, and she was doing six months for writing bad checks. "Not a bad lookin' dame," thought Dell, "with a body like that, you would figure she would get some rich guy to take care of her!"

My name is Jo Jo and last night I picked up this guy in the bar at my hotel looking for some good fucking and sucking, but it wasn't meant to be. He had a bit to much to drink but I have to say that he tried his best. It just wasn't good enough for me, so here I was, on the road in my convertible as horny as hell just thinking about having a hot tongue or cock in my pussy and asshole maybe while I was eating another nice hot pussy. What a tasty idea.

I was so lucky once to pick up that young couple of hitch-hikers, both of whom were as horny as I was and he was such a good fuck and her young hot pussy tasted sooo good as I ate it all, sucking on her clit and letting my tongue circle around inside of her as she cried out and filled my mouth with her cum juices over and over again. His large cock felt so good sliding in and out of my ass and when he came deep inside of my ass, I couldn't believe how good it felt.<

It had been a busy day yesterday so I decided to call for a pizza to be delivered. In the meantime I took a long, hot bath to relax.

My husband was working very late. One child was sleeping and the other was gone to a friend's house overnight. Just as I was rubbing soapsuds all over my body, I heard the doorbell ring. Wouldn't you know it? I suddenly remembered that I had ordered a pizza. I knew that the delivery person would be standing in the rain, so I quickly put on a very short red silk robe.

I was still wet so it was sticking to my body all over. I ran to the door and opened it to find the pizza kid who was also quite wet. I told him to come in out of the rain. When he stepped into the light of the hall, I was very happily surprised. He was about 6 feet tall, dark hair, brown eyes, very good looking, young but "old enough."

After a day out I was sitting on a bench at a bus stop waiting the 45 minutes until the next bus it was 9.30 pm, Dark, and raining a little it’s a good job this stop had a shelter, when this man and woman came and sat next to me.

They were in there late 20 early 30 and for next ten minutes he had his tongue down her throat and making the slobbering noise’s you get. They were going at it as if her mouth was going to disappear and this was going to be the last kiss they ever had, But you know what it’s like you just can not help looking.

Showered and dressed I finish applying my lipstick; I hear the door open quietly. You walk slowly into the room. A smile adorns your handsome face as you approach me. The air is filled with tension as I know what may come of your entrance.

The beating of my heart is clear to me and my breath getting deeper. You near me; at first you kiss my lips tenderly then harder as you yearn for me. You whisper that you want me and want me now. I pull away from your caress. Thus makes you smile. You take my wrists and push me hard against the wall, my head and body crashing against the cold harshness of brick.

Lifting my skirt you find me to be wet from your forcefulness, you rip my shirt open revealing my firm breasts. Nipples erect waiting in anticipation of your grip. You cover my mouth to stop me from being heard by all, that wait in the next room. I try to pull away from you, as I do you strike me full on the cheek of my face. Now you have changed from my lover to my Master.