MY SISTER SHERI

Oh my God! Penises! The box contained several different pretend penises...different colors...different sizes...but no mistaking what they were! "Jen," I squealed, "Where did you...how did you...what...?" "These are some of my very best friends," she whispered in a conspiring voice. "Sometimes when there's no guys around and my fingers just aren't enough..." "Oh my God!" I gasped again, even as my hand reached into the box and began fondling and sifting through the different pieces. Plastic...metal...rubber...beads on a string...beads on a plastic wand...some really wierd shaped...things...not penises...narrow at one end...very fat at the other...pink...smooth...with a flat base. "Jen," I gasped again...

I was in my second year of college when I met her. Kacey lived in the dorm next to me, but I'd never seen her. I only knew her by the name on the door and what I heard that first night. I sat in my bed getting ready to go to sleep. By bed was pushed tight up against the wall, and thats when I heard it; a soft sexy little moan from the other side of the wall. I brushed off the first sound but as I heard the second, a bit louder and longer I began to imagine...

Not mine... Chapter 1 The mall was crowded with students, all eager to take advantage of the sunshine and the soft spring breeze that blew gently off the river. Every bench was occupied, and even the wide concrete borders which fringed the flowerbeds were jammed with chattering teenagers, their spirits lifted by the final departure of winter and the sight of thousands of daffodils which heralded the approaching season. The clock on Old Main indicated eleven-thirty, and Suzanne glanced up impatiently as she pushed her way through the throng. Yvonne had said eleven-fifteen. Where was she? Nervously, Suzanne turned and bumped...

I watched the amazing seductress from behind thinking about all the filthy things I would do to her given the chance, which was exactly how I wanted it. I followed her from a distance and continued shopping, or at this time mostly pretending to. I was so lost in the body of the teen girl in front of me that shopping for what I came for was just not going to happen due to my overactive imagination. It didnt help that my cock was rock hard, especially in thetight jeans I was wearing. I was really hoping she was barely 18...

Frank wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his glove and continued to prune the Seymour's roses. It was 12:45, and like clockwork, he heard Dee and her friend Tanya wander through the back garden. He peeked out from behind the flowers and saw them walking barefoot to the gazebo with a picnic lunch. Dee wore her customary, lightweight flower print dress.  Her bright smile and golden corn silk hair gave her a goddess like beauty.  Her dress hugged her hips and highlighted her perky tits.  Dee's ha rd nipples pressed against the thin cloth, making it obvious...

Introduction: My wife, Lucy sells high end office equipment for a large national corporation. This is her fourth successful year in field sales. Lucy has been name the “SALESPERSON OF THE YEAR” the last three years. My name is Jim age 42 and my wife’s name is Lucy age 40. We have been married for 15 years. We are as much in love now as we were the day we married. Lucy is a stunningly beautiful woman and she knows it. She loves sex and she loves teasing and pleasing me. She is so uninhibited that she has never denied me...

Miranda Parkes sang along with the car radio as she made a right turn onto Jefferson Avenue and then a quick left over to Madison Street. The song had been popular back in her high school days and brought back happy memories to the forty-eight year old. Then again, she really didn't need anything to feel good right now, not after leaving the doctor’s office and her yearly physical a half hour before with a clean bill of health. In her happy state and with lunchtime so near, Miranda decided to stop by her older sister’s house and see if she’d...

Having supernatural powers, Ann completely dominated her husband Albert. With his wife as boss, Albert had to do all the house work. Ann, on the other hand, did nothing of the sort. When arriving home from work everyday, she always told Albert to get dinner ready. Further, after they ate dinner, and Albert had the dishes done, Ann ordered him to her feet telling him to kiss and worship her toes. Also, whenever it pleased her, she would stand up and pull down her skirt and panties, turn around, and finally say, “Kiss my ass.” Being an ass man at heart...

Spending your formative years in San Francisco, you develop differently, especially when it comes to sex.I never had girlfriends per say, and I didn't even where jockey shorts, but I did masturbate quite frequently. Which is to say,I had other interests. So, when I was fifteen,I wondered into the Castro district, although I couldn't drink,I thought I would take a look around. People were really friendly....A curious pretty boy teenager...heh...go figure. There was a particular bar, with a sidewalk cafe where I was asked to join some really cute guys and they would get me drinks. I jumped at the chance...

WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be...