He annoys me so much I want to punch him. David: That annoying little.... He's looking for a beating. That's until I find out his secret. The one we share. The one that will throw us together, turning rage into something more primal and ultimately teach us both more about who we really are as gay men.
To love the devil. What does it mean? What does it promise? Many years – so many I have lost count – have passed since I signed in blood and gave him all the love of my heart. Today he comes to me and asks of me more. Of things known only to women, for the thing that none other has had. And, in my love, in my deep foolishness, I choose to give it to him it.
Her revelation is shocking. We are religious and such a thing – this wild, barbaric thing – is not acceptable to the one we worship. I try denials, I try words of advisement, I try everything, but nothing – NOTHING – will deter the woman. My hand must meet her buttocks this night or face the consequences. I pray that I have the will to spank my wife to her fulfillment. My marriage depends on it.
My index finger rolls around it leaving a little coating of spittle in its wake. I glance to my husband of six years. Is he ready to find out what kind of freak I really am? Is this going to work out okay? I put my fears aside and concentrate on his gorgeous hole. Soon I forget my feelings and find old ones rising up. Joy, desire, obsession. Fingering my husband, it will become an addiction.
I could have chosen a better fairy creature to track down than this fool. First, he's a fairy and now he's a massively hung black guy. Can it get more crazy? Apparently it can. I'm about to bargain with the fool for a single photo to prove my work. Mr. Fairy (aka. this black guy) is loaded with surprises.
Thirteen of Sophie Sin's latest erotic stories. Included are a college girl's fun with her hot stud crush, a couples sexy play on a rainy day, the drunk blond who collars a big hot stud and calls him "doggy", the lesbian who straps on a dildo to get the straight girl's attention, and the muscular plumber fixing not just the kitchen sink. This and so much more can be found inside!
Punishment: Is he that desperate for me to paddle his buttocks? I admire the young man. He has the air of someone that needs more than a little stick. Standing, I point to the wall, “It begins now.” Let's see just how submissive he can be.
When it rains, I feel horny. It's not regular horny, but CRAZY horny. Today I told a little naughty lie. I have a stud muffin coming straight to my door. He doesn't know it, but I'm quite keen to suck the caramel out of this gorgeous muffin. Swallowed and enjoyed.
A tale of kinky roleplay. First off, he's definitely human. Second, I believe this guy is nuts. I came to check the shop and I find a half naked hunk in a cage trying to lick himself down there. Of course, being half drunk and kinda horny, how could I not take advantage? Someone is going to get collared!
The room is alight with the sounds of sex – moans, groans and half stifled grunts. We stroll among this gorgeous noise searching for tonight's hiding place. The humans have gone home and the manikins will play. With the seriously hung Jack on hand for my pleasure, I know that tonight is going to be one amazing evening. It's something I can be sure of.
A couple's romantic erotic encounter. We stumble over the rise and into a field of flowers. Brad takes my hand and gives me a wicked look. Immediately I know that something fresh and new is about to enter our relationship. As our lips meet and our tongues wind around each other's, I can't help but think that today is going to be a very wild Valentine's Day for both of us.
My eyes slowly travel down his masculine frame. Of all the men in the world to be stuck in an elevator with, I have ended up with the studly Todd Harris. He throws me a look and a knowing smile then suggestively brings his eyes to my overly short dress. It's a night that I'll never forget with the kind of man that makes me wet with desire just thinking about him.
A romantic erotic story. The rain drums hard and fast against the window in time with our hearts. I push my girlfriend to the wall. Our mouths are like the wind searing through a open plain of long grass as our lips curve, suckle and dip in all the right directions. The pleasure of making love with my girlfriend on a rainy day is truly blissful. That is what I think as I slip my hand downward.
I'm not afraid of a big di... Who am I kidding? This guy is huge. He eyes me up with the kind of look reserved for ice cream on a boiling hot day. My kitchen has been invaded by a stud with a big wrench and he's got the kind of smile that men give attractive women just before they... You get the picture. It's going to be a crazy morning.
When she bends over after the hard battle to get here, I find myself transfixed on the madness of the situation. I'm a woman that only likes women and here I am pretending to be a man with this thing around my waist. One look from her tells me the truth: I'm going to do it and I'm going to enjoy it. That's a certainty.
He may not look it, but this once-stud was the source of more sexual pleasure than I can recount. With him right in front of me now, I have a choice: To partake of something huge once more or judge the package only on its appearance. Thankfully for all in involved I'm not too stuck up to suck something huge – not even a little.
13 super hot short stories from Sophie Sin. Includes most of her recent work and a few randomly chosen 'blasts from the past' from various long running series. Extras are: “Oh No He Didn't!” “Festival Meeting” and “A Good Salesman.”
Big breasted super hero antics. Saving Eva is everything. In front of me stands a path that can only lead to a battle that might well take my life. I stand on the edge of a fight like nothing I've ever faced. However, saving Eva is everything and the 'rewards' can also be quite sweet. I will win the woman's heart or die trying.
I never thought that I had a chance – not even once – but here he is in bed with me, running his fingers up my spine and sending shivers through me like wild fire over a plain of dry grass. I moan a little too loudly as his fingers get friendly with the more sensitive regions of my body. Finally, my obsession is all mine!
He reaches back and parts her as the machine approached. “What are you doing?” Blue Thunder murmurs, clearly overcome by the pleasure of their love making. “Winning the fight against this thing,” Harry Golden replies. The machine's 'tool' whirs a little. Looks like winning is going to be a lot of fun.
Kate can't let Jake go off to war without 'finishing off where they left off'. With this being his last day in the States, she has it in her mind to give him what he's been begging for since they first started going out. Tonight, Kate is going to give him anything and everything he wants – no restrictions, nothing held back.
Joe pulls the younger blond to him and lays his first kiss in over 7 years on her youthful lips. A trail of her hair lazily arches down over her left eye. He brushes it away. “Are you sure?” Janet's answer is about to change his life. The future is a terrible place, but even in the depths of man-made hell love can be had.
A little relaxation was all I asked for, but with my lips only centimeters from a monster of the kind that can make a woman hurt for days after, I can't help but think that this wasn't what I meant. My heart beating a million miles per hour, I lean forward and consume. A little hurt comes first then I will finally get to relax.
There's no time and too many picnic goers nearby to take it easy. My boyfriend paws at my dress. His hands are demanding and full of passion. I push myself back and smile at the thought that we could be caught any second and that it is turning me on like crazy knowing that. This is going to be one very special Valentine's Day.
He's been parading in front of me all day and, frankly, I've almost had enough. In prison, between men, there are things that happen. Good things, bad things and one certain thing: I'm going to get that fine ass tonight. By the undeniable heat in my love interest's eyes, that desire is mutually.
A wild tearing of clothing accompanies the passionate kiss I push onto his lips. No time for foreplay. No time for care. There are picnic goers only meters away who might spy us with a single upward glance. The firmness in his jeans tells me he knows this too. On this sunny afternoon in the park I'm going to make love to my man – seen or unseen.
His black working class hands paw at my ass as I'm forced to the balcony wall to be seen and to see several people looking our way. “You are gonna pay with this,” he says, putting himself to me. I moan. This is my fantasy and, thanks to a lack of cash on hand, it's happening right here.
The first to go in is painful, enlivening and pleasurable. I want to squeeze it out, but Fred – tonight's rather wicked customer – doesn't allow it. “There's five more to go in.” My blue eyes turn to his brown ones with a pained expression. “Five?” The short and muscular man nods. I moan with my desire clear to all watching. So much sexiness in one act... I can't get enough of this perversion.
In a flash I'm there. They surround me. The blonds, the brunettes, the ones with huge breasts, the others with tight holes. So much living, but I'm only here for one. The highlights, the triumphs and HER in an erotic night I'll never forget.
Several of Sophie Sin's latest erotic stories. Included are a boyfriend trying out his latest sex machine on his willing girlfriend, a million dollar hunk obsessed with a gorgeous waitress, anal in the rain, Doctor Manners treating patients erotically, and a MILF who meets a younger man and desires it all from him. This and so much more inside!
Unseen hands snake over the grooves and ridges of my long, slim legs. Tonight I'm going to try to go further than ever before with my nightly 'visitor'. However, he has plans too. Can I handle what this ghost has coming? Somethings are too big for real life.
Scott's hands run all over my curves with a rough urgency that speaks of his need. I don't hesitate to respond in kind and take advantage by digging my fingers firmly into his perfectly honed rear. From simple waitress to a millionaire's bed mate for the evening. I have my fantasies and tonight I'm going to get many of them fulfilled in the arms of a million dollar hunk.
It's stuck! Hank, my boyfriend, peers down at the 'problem'. “Why'd you put it in their anyway?” I roll my eyes and give him an annoyed look. “Because I wanted to turn you on!” He reaches down, runs his fingers over it and smiles knowingly. “Then I better eat it out of there.” Always a kinky one, it only gets better from there.
A wife gets double anal. I can't help myself. My husband is out at work and with this rock hard stud pushing me over the ironing board in nothing but this kinky little apron, I can't stop myself from enjoying cheating. Of course, having an affair is never simple. Sometimes you get away with it and sometimes not. I'm about to learn the price of being naughty little harlet and I'll love it.
She's torturing me with this sex. My wife of 10 years and still hot shows no shame in giving him what she held back from me. I groan in agony from my position tied to the door. Watching this is a nightmare... If only I wasn't turned on.
Kinky public oral sex on the bus! She twists in the seat and turns those fierce blue eyes on me like poison daggers drawn to end my life. “This is not appropriate” are her words. My hands don't leave her rear. “There are many inappropriate things in life,” I state calmly. Soon she'll learn that sometimes what is not right is actually VERY right. She won't resist this younger man's charms.
A story of public oral and dance floor penetration. Tom has never been this turned on in his life. The super-tanned blond club chick is sucking on his ear lobe like it's a tasty candy chunk. Her little hand is sliding down to places aroused and ready. However, right at that moment - right then! - the big black bouncer raps his fist on the toilet stall door. I groan in agony. How can we continue?
The belt slips around my throat. My blond rival photographer and sometimes lover is between my legs. “You are enjoying this, aren't you?” Mr. Cop/Stud whispers knowingly in my ear, sending a quiver through my lean frame. When I don't answer, I'm let off. He repeats himself. My answer: I hate to admit it, but... I am. I really am!
A story of outdoor anal. The rain is coming down hard and we are naked. Not a soul is around, but if there was they wouldn't be able to see us in this downpour. In a stolen moment of passion, I run my hands through her curly brown hair. I don't even know her name, but we are doing this regardless. Her soft body, fast hot breath and passionate pink tongue are having their way with me. I am hers.
Girl-on-girl anal with two hunks! I'm naked and she's naked and there is a carrot between us. This is a clear breaking of the rules and we can see our husbands are jealous. “I don't think this is allowed,” my husband notes, clapping his hands together firmly. “Me either,” her husband adds. We two wives are in for some serious fun tonight. Making our husbands jealous was the right thing to do!
The sex machine is one long piston with a huge black dildo tapped haphazardly to the end. My girlfriend Erina didn't know about my secret fetish until now. That fetish sits between us on the garage floor - waiting and ready. I can see in her eyes she is afraid, yet her body doesn't share those feelings and is wet and wanting. I need only her consent to begin. What will she require of me to get it?
Tricking him with anal. This guy has a monster manhood. My gay friend and my sexy full rear are going to meet, fall in love and have a heated one night stand together. Or, at least that was what I was hoping for. Right now, he is soft... I stare at that beastly piece. What I can do? What would turn a gay man on? My fingers stray back to my rear. Seriously, the things we do to please our friends.
Several of Sophie Sin's latest erotic stories. Included are a sex event and one woman's turn in front of the crowd, a succubus seeking her ideal master, the junior cheerleader with all her secrets exposed, Sarah the Scammer and how her sexy scam went wrong, and a woman who must accept another to love the one she truly wants. This and much more inside!
I watch them: One man and one woman in the middle of a crowd. They are naked. What is about to happen - what I desire to happen - is for the watchers' pleasure. However, today is different. Today it is my turn. Terrifying, exciting, whatever you might call it, It is my turn to play.
I'm frozen in place and can't move a muscle. The mirror - two way with others behind it watching - shows the look of pleasure and fear mingled on my face. “You'll never believe what we are going to do to you tonight," The Master tells me. His fingers run over my buttocks lightly and I shiver in anticipation. The Truth: I believe his every word and it turns me on.
The pillow was only the start. Beside me the sexiest item I have ever seen sits ready for use. The red rope: A tool for my pleasure. In my husband's hands will it turn me on? He's not the kind of man for this. Can he fulfill my fetish? I don't know, but I have hope. Choke me, honey.
I wake and nearly loose consciousness again. The black man – huge, hung, bigger – hovers over my fair skinned wife's rear. He's trying to... My heart! The weak link. That woman is trying to kill me with sex! The other men watching on grin. It's only the beginning.
They tie me to the tree with the kind of skill pros would be jealous of. He swings the make-shift cane as a hand snakes between my legs. “You are wet,” the busty Asian pronounces. The leggy Euro brunette confirms. “She wants it.” Shamefully, honestly, I concede: I want it. I want it bad.
He comes in the night. His hand strokes my rear – arouses it, curves over it, makes me hope for so much. The Guard, that man, he has plans for me tonight and I'm definitely not resisting. Not one bit.
I'm caught between the two of them: The one I love and the one she loves more. My hand strays out. A soft rounded hip - not hers, another's - falls under my fingers. I dare not slide my fingers away, however. I must accept my situation. I have to, don't I? Can I really love three?