Sex Stories – Cam Girl

Sex Stories - Cam Girl
You like to play with my pussy, don’t you?

Sex Stories – Cam Girl


Tara and I had been watching Bridgette Jones. It was girls night and we had been talking, laughing, and drinking our way through the whole movie. I was wasted even by my own standards and Tara was at least as far gone as I was when the movie ended.

“I fucking love that movie,” Tara set her wineglass down and laughed. “I mean, I’m not a huge fan of Hugh Grant, but I would fuck the shit out of Colin Firth.” Her eyes were swimming.

I clicked the remote and leaned back on the couch. Tara had come over to my place because she was at the bottom of her rope. She had lost her job as a hostess a few weeks before and she hadn’t been able to pick up another one. Of course, her boyfriend, one of the cooks at the restaurant before it closed, had also just broken up with her. And I seemed to be her only friend. Continue reading Sex Stories – Cam Girl

Quickie Sex Stories – 4 Fingers

Quickie Sex Stories - 4 Fingers
That’s right, just the tip…


Don’t stop.

Kiss me. I love the feel of your mouth, your tongue.

Grab my breast. Mmmm…yes. Squeeze it. Pinch my nipple.

God, you make me so wet, so fucking horny. You are too. I can see it, that bulge in your pants. It’s so big. Continue reading Quickie Sex Stories – 4 Fingers

Sex Stories Futanari – Mesmeric

Sex Stories Futanari - Mesmeric
From Affect 3D

“The man on the sidewalk was tall. He had dark hair and a bushy mustache that looked like it might be fake. His eyes were intense. I remember you laughing at something, but I don’t remember what he said.” She was sitting on the couch trying to describe everything she remembered.

I could tell her memories were in bits and pieces, like they were pieces of a jigsaw puzzle thrown across the floor, nothing was making sense to her.  “That’s it? That’s all you remember?”

“The next thing I remember is being back at the hotel. I keep thinking there was something else, like he said something, but I can’t remember it. I can almost see his mouth moving, that mustache, remember the mustache?” Her eyes widened, “I remember you joking about the mustache.” Continue reading Sex Stories Futanari – Mesmeric