Free Sex Stories – 18 and Lustful

It was the summer after my senior year of High School. I had just woke up from sleeping in on a lazy Saturday morning, the sound from my alarm on my phone. The time shown was exactly 11:00 am. My memory raced back to me. My flight was to leave in two hours. I double checked the calendar to make sure it was the right day. It was right. July 4, 2012, it read. I get out of bed and started to get ready to go, and around 12:15 i was walking out the door to have my mom drive me to the airport so I wouldn’t have to leave my car in the parking lot for a week in the burning heat.

As we drove down the highway I kept thinking to myself the reasons I’m even going out of town in the first place. Getting bored, I fiddle with the camera in my bag in front of me on the floor, it was my graduation present. It was a Cannon T3I 18 Megapixel EOS Rebel. The camera I had picked out since my freshman year of High School. As far as my parents knew, I was going to a last-minute internship with a professional photographer to help make my portfolio for the college I was going to in the fall. But I was the only one that knew the real reason I was going to Indiana was to see my secret lover, Carson Morozza.

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Free Sex Stories – Amy’s Next Erotic Night

Free Sex Stories - Wife SharingNine months ago, Amy and I had our first encounter with my fantasy of sharing my wife with another man. It had happened in a sort of whirlwind fashion. I had not expected the encounter to happen so quickly, nor did I expect my wife to be willing to fuck someone else so quickly. I found my feelings about the situation to be mixed during the first couple of weeks following our encounter with Greg. Greg was a high school friend that I had recently become reacquainted before our night of exciting passion.

My feelings ranged from being very excited to being worried that my wife would continue to see Greg behind my back. I would relive the night of watching Amy suck Greg’s cock and take his load deep inside her pussy, all the while shuddering as Greg took her to new heights of orgasm. After Amy and Greg had finished our passionate, sexual tryst that ended with me entering my wife’s pussy completely filled by my friend’s joyful juice, Amy and I had retreated to our own bedroom, while Greg had went immediately to sleep in our guest room.

Amy immediately came into my arms and had urged our slow passionate love making. I could feel the mixture of Greg’s cum with my own and a feeling of remorse came over me. I loved my wife deeply, and although I wanted her to feel sexual excitement, I also wanted our marriage to continue to be blissfully happy.

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Free Sex Stories – Cumming for the Weekend

By Uhl B. Wett

It’s a long walk from my office to the parking lot. I loosened my tie and began to think about the long holiday weekend ahead. It was the Friday afternoon of Memorial Day Weekend and I was on my way to pickup Marie. I put the windows down and turned the radio on. As I drove to her office, I gave her a call on my cell-phone, my mind replayed images of the last time we were together. Although it was only a little more than a week ago, it seemed like a lifetime.

Marie is the kind of woman who takes your breath, then steals your heart. We were supposed to have a romantic dinner in the city before retreating to the country for a long weekend and a relaxing time together. I arrived where Marie works as the last of her co-workers were leaving. I held the door open for the two young ladies, smiled at them and then stepped inside.

With a deep sigh, Marie smiled at me, asking me to lock the door behind me. I turned and twisted the lock as Marie sorted through some files on her desk. She looked beautiful as always, but I could see the tension etched upon her face. I walked across the room and we embraced. Her welcome consisted of long sexy kiss and a gentle squeeze to my crotch. “Hi Baby”, she whispered sucking at my lower lip.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. I love the feel of her feminine frame nestled in my arms and the sweetness of her lips on mine. She was very loving but somewhat distracted. She turned again towards her desk and began to gather a few things to take with her when we left. I could sense that the long tiring week just ending had left her more than just a little frazzled.

Eager to comfort her, I stepped up closer behind Marie and wrapped my arms around her once more. She was wearing a Navy Blue pinstriped business skirt and jacket with a thin white tuxedo style blouse with ruffles up the front. Her sexy white lace bra was faintly visible through her blouse. Her shaped legs were clad in sexy white seamed stockings and quickly funneled into a pair of shiny white leather pumps. She looked very professional and very sexy.

She wore her hair pulled back and tied with a single white silk ribbon. Her finger and toenails were freshly painted. Diamond studs in her ears along with a double strand of large pearls around her neck and a matching single strand pearl bracelet completed her sexy look. I took her in my arms and instantly I felt her begin to relax. “It’s been one hell of a week”, she said with a heavy sigh. “I need to take a few things with me this weekend if you don’t mind”; she added looking back over her shoulder at me?

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Free Sex Stories – Celebrity Lesbian Dream Team Part II

Ryan had just witnessed the most awesome scene of his life. Dumbfounded, he walked out of the recording studio both as the two superstars dressed themselves again. He turned off the video function on his Blackberry; for once, the power was in the lowly assitant’s hands. He would have the upper hand now; and he knew exactly how to use it.

That evening passed without event; the recording went well, although Ryan was not present, and he went out to a local Chinese restaurant with some of the other staff to celebrate another’s birthday. That night, however, Ryan planned to put his ultimate plan into play. Around seven, when most of the other employees had gone home or were filing out paperwork from the recording that day, Ryan headed straight for Rihanna’s room, Blackberry tucked into his pocket. The video of the lesbian act was recorded on his phone; he had an enormous bargaining chip in the pocket of his dress pants, and he knew exactly how to use it to his advantage. Seeing the light on inside her room, he knocked gently and opened the wooden door.

She was already in pink lingerie, reading a book, laying on her stomach on the bed. She barely acknowledged Ryan as he stepped into the room, his dress shoes making no noise on the plush velvet carpet. She looked up at him inquisitively, as if she did not recognize him.

“Yes?” she asked politely after a few awkward seconds. Confusion lit on her face; she closed the book gently, replacing it on the burnished nightstand, and sat up to face Ryan. The latter, with no emotion displayed, withdrew the phone from his pocket and began typing furiously, searching for the right video. As soon as he found it, his face lit up with a devilish smile, and he held the Blackberry in her direction, showing her the entire four minute video clip.

Rihanna was many parts stunned, surprised, horrified, and aroused; Ryan said nothing during the entire four minutes. As an ex-Marine, having seen unspeakable horrors in the wilds of Afghanistan, he was able to control his emotions, and kept from getting aroused, mentally surpressing all thoughts in his head. She was speechless; she turned to him as soon as the video was done.

“Wh–what do you plan to do with this?” she stammered, and he could discern more fear than anger in her voice. He had the upper hand now.

“You know full well what I probably plan to do with this.”

“No–no–you can’t–”

“I sure as hell can. Unless.”

“Unless what–”

She was speechless; she fell back in terror, looking up at Ryan as if he were some kind of terrible monster, ready to devour her. In a sense, he was.

“I think you can figure this out. You’re smart, ain’t you?” he said, the impish smile crossing his face again. It was time to stop surpressing his emotions; he could feel an erection growing in his boxers.
“You can’t do that–”

“I sure as hell can,” he repeated, holding the phone up. “I’ve got this, and as long as I have it, the fate of your career, your lifestyle, your future–it all rests with me.”

“You’re insane–”
“Not necessarily insane–just intelligent, and pretty horny right now,” he retorted. “Now…are you gonna let me have my way, or are you gonna let your career slip into the abyss?” Ryan looked her straight in the eye, his face radiating intimidation. She backed down from him.

“You’re gonna go to hell for this,” she sputtered, rising up off the bed.

“I’ll make good friends with Satan,” he chuckled, beginning to enjoy himself. He pointed to the bathroom, directing her inside the spacious room with a huge bath/shower and two sinks. She stripped the rest of her underwear off; he was now at full erection, gazing at her luscious wet pink and her firm ass, realizing that all of his dreams had come true.

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