This story was created from this week’s video prompt on Masturbation Monday. I hit the play button and walked in the kitchen. I heard the entire thing before I saw it. Auditory is powerful. Darla yelled down the hall, “I have something to share with you.” She never called me into her office while she worked. “Okay,” I said, walking in. Darla sat at her desk, but her appearance threw me. Where were her sweats? Her breasts spilled from a low-cut blouse while her short skirt highlighted some sexy garters. She wore a handcuff like a bracelet. She leaned forward as I...
“Wait, you’re about to drop it on my toes.” “I am not. You’re a wimp.” “This mattress is heavy, Luke,” I said as it slipped from my left hand, and crashed into the bedframe. Luke righted my end of the mattress and somehow got it on the platform. We fell on the bed. “I remember the last time we moved our place.” “Me too, Alice. It was fun. What a pack of crazies who helped.” “It’s a wonder nothing broke.” I laid flat on the mattress listening to the clatter from the other rooms. Voices boomed, dishes rattled, boxes scraped....
“I have a surprise for you tonight,” said April, using her flirty voice. “The sexy kind?” I asked. My face flushed. “Are you game?” “If you’re planning, April, always.” “I’ve been listening to your wants.” “Uh huh.” “I already texted you the time and address. Wear a skirt, sans undies.” “You want me to think about it all day long.” “Yes, that is my evil plan. And no matter what you consider, Mae, you’ll never guess this one.” “I’ll be the judge of that.” “Oh, baby, be ready.” I read the text, but the location was unfamiliar. April knew I...
Do people have public sex? It is a common fantasy. Tell me how you like my take on it. The booming music moved me. Packed with the band’s crowd of fans, I danced to the beat. The surrounding bodies pressed against me and made us feel like one. I was horny. As I shifted with the vibrations, I surveyed the room. I wet my lips and my heart skipped a beat as my tongue slid over them. I felt hyper-sexual tonight. Everything and everyone turned me on. Beside me, there was a redhead with luscious breasts. Hard nipples peeked through...
“Darn, it’s cold outside.” The front door slammed and the wind whipped under my skirt and assaulted my warm flesh. “Who brings Florida clothes for a northern winter trip?” “You didn’t turn the heat on in the truck, did you?” “Nope. I wanted the visit down memory lane to be authentic.” “What a load.” “You realize this is an anniversary, Joy?” “Twenty years.” I nudged him with my elbow. “Think we’re flexible enough to do this?” “Are you kidding? When you told me you were coming to visit, and wanted to ride in the truck, all I could think about...
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