I was around 19 when it happened. My sex friend, named Zack (the boy; man I gave my virginity to as well as did many other things with) called me up and asked if I wanted to come over for a group party. A party I knew would eventually lead to an out flesh fest. A party I was more than wanting to go to as long as I could have my "friend" Zack and his younger brother as my play toys for the night…

At first, I thought it was his way of asking me if it was okay for him to cheat on me and have me watch, but the more I thought about it and the more I looked into it, the more I wanted to try fucking another woman's husband, all the while having Paul watching me. It was awesome being first-time virgins again.

It was my senior year when Mike moved in next door, his bedroom window less than a few feet from my own. It was the year I first saw a man naked. First, saw a man touching himself in the mirror, spying at him from the darkness in my room; it was the year of many, many hot, erotic firsts.

After chatting on line for over six months Tara finally meets up with the man of her dreams at a fancy hotel. Making up for the long lonely nights of years gone by with her sexually craved desires... here's hoping he can last the night...

Probably being the only female virgin in college, I asked my best friend one night to ask her how it felt to be with a man, to get some idea how it would feel with a man penetrating me for the first time, driving into me hard and deep. I wanted to know about all her conquests, though at the time, I never thought by the end of that night I too would be one those she would be adding to her long list.

When her professor informs the young, shy and submissive student that he needs to speak with her alone in his office about her current class behavior, she soon discovers that the secrets in her notebook, about her sexually charged fantasies with her creative writing professor aren't so much secret anymore, her fantasies become hardcore reality!

“Truth or dare Shane?” Lisa, his best friend and next-door neighbor asked as they sat across from one another on the floor of her dorm room. “Ummm… Truth I guess,”“I know you like watching me practice soccer, I can feel you staring at me everything time your there, so I want to know Shane, do you have perverted thoughts of me? Do you want to taste every inch of my body with your tongue?” she asked.“ahhh… yeah I do.”

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Alone in the early morning hours while working at a closed party store, 22 year old, Darla, a hot virgin college girl, turns to the soon to be divorced, highly attractive Beer Delivery man to assist her in losing her virginity. A soon to be single man, a horny virgin, and cases of beer all alone in the back of a loading dock. What more could one ask for?

For as long as Shayla could remember, she thought that married women that cheated on their husbands were scum, crossing that unwritten line that all women were supposed to know never to cross, never to sleep with, never to be with, never to seduce another man while having another at home.That was until she met Quinn through the internet, and all her beliefs on trust, marriage and sensual pleasures where turned upside down.The Seduction: A Kinky Tale of Cheating Lovers, is abo...

The year was 1883, and I was a woman well ahead of my time.I was a woman that loved the sinister, wicked ways of the flesh.I guess that's why I decided to take that train down to Dodge City back then, and as fate would have it, spend some hot, steamy, domineering time breaking that untamed cowboy, derailing him from reality, three days of hot, perverted, ungodly sex on a train ride of deviant pleasures...

For as long as I could remember, I thought that married women that cheated on their husbands were scum, but in all respects, the more I thought about it, the more I agreed.For if I was secretly meeting another man, allowing him to slip between my warm heavenly folds, to feel the sweltering tightness of my insides grasping his sex, then perhaps it was not me or them but it was you men once called husbands that were in the wrong well before the other man came along, as was the case f...