toys - FREE ILLUSTRATED SEX STORIES ARCHIVE

When your wife gets wild, you’d better be on the alert! She’s been fucked by you a lot of times, and now SHE is the one who wants to fuck your ass!

Hello to all folks! This is my story it is about me and my wife. Just a short story, read this one and if you like it, perhaps I would bring some more. The day it began I was tired, she left so I decided to have a shower to relax and lay down for a nap; - I thought that she would be gone for a couple of hours visiting friends. A shower always relaxes me. Before I took the shower I thought that I would shave my pubic hair as I always do :) My wife loves the look of my big shaved balls and a cock, just a thin skin all around. This really turns her on, and I have to say that I love the feeling also. I find that my large penis looks even bigger after doing that. I had no idea about what was to come.

When I finished my shower I laid down in bed naked and soon after I was asleep. I heard her go into the bathroom and take a shower and I just figured that she bought a new shower gel, so I just turned over onto my stomach and went back to sleep. I woke up shortly after that with a feeling of someone touching my ass and something rubbing over it, and then I felt her hands touch my ass buttocks and spread them apart. I spread my legs a bit and felt something poking at my anus; I then realized that she had her strap-on. She told me to hold my cheeks open so she could get a good look at my tight hole. She then covered that rubber dildo with flavored lube (we always used lubs), and started to rub that dildo all over my ass and she said:

“I’m going to fuck your tight asshole and make it gape wider, and I want you to do the same to me.” I told her that I would do anything she asks! After she applied a bit more lube over my butt hole and slid a finger in, that drove me crazy. (Read More…)

A girl has prepared a surprise for her boyfriend and it seems he is going to like it a lot, she wants to get to his ass and that’s going to be exciting…

- Hi, sweetie! - I heard Alice’s pleasant voice in the receiver.

- Wow! Hi, honey! I haven’t heard from you for ages! I’ve missed you loads!

- I miss you, too. I want to see you. Will you come to visit me?

- When?

- Right now.

- My workday is over at 5 p.m.

- Don’t you want me? – Judging by her voice she was a bit offended.

- Why, darling? Sure I do! But I have to think of a reason to leave work earlier. Hmm… I guess I have an idea!..

- That’s really nice! I have a surprise for you.

- What’s that?

- I’m not going to tell you anything. It’s surprise. I can say only thing to you. You’ve wanted to try something interesting in sex for a long time, and today we’ll have some sexual experiments.

- Ok, I’m on my way!.. (Read More…)

This is the café where the client can experience the most erotic dreams and he can pick any girl he likes and do whatever he wants with her…

I work at a café. The owner of the café tries to invent new ways of delighting our customers. Our café renders sexual services mainly. It is seldom if a customer leaves us without having shot a portion of his cum on a naked girl’s body. But I am still a very shy and modest woman. Some men like the women like me and when we have such clients I am invited to a separate room with them to provide our “special” services.

Yesterday my boss called me and said:

- Margaret, today you go to room two. You will have a sensual conversation with a nice man, our privileged customer.

- What does a “sensual conversation” mean?

- You’ll know soon…

I came up to my closet, took off the uniform and remained in stockings and a lacy garter. I looked into the mirror and decided to choose an office style.

At first short transparent white blouse that revealed my nipples and areolas. No bra, of course. Next – a black skirt. It was so short that my vulva lips were seen, so I had to put on black narrow panties. And at last high-stiletto shoes. I smartened up myself and went to the second room. (Read More…)

All the BDSM wonders are uncovered in the story, so, read and enjoy!

Respectfully and sincerely written for: Miss C.

The glow of the the dimmed lighting complimented the soft background music playing. He sat there quietly, ever grateful, and slowly ate the finely prepared dinner before him. This particular restaurant was not for the everyday consumer, but rather a prestigious five star Irish Steakhouse, and her personal favorite. It’s not her style to bring just anyone here, but of course he did not know that. The business was a little slow for a Saturday afternoon, but that was just fine with him. He was hoping not to have too many people look at him, What if these people caught on to what she is doing to me? He thought over and over. Breathing normally was out the window, as was the typical male speed record eating habits that usually disgust most civilized and mature women. His breaths were controlled, as was the reduced pace in which he was forced to eat, although he didn’t mind either factor.

He was rather comfortable in the situation he found himself navigating through. Underneath his long sleeve light blue dress shirt, and the white tee shirt was the reason to his slow eating, and changed breathing pattern. But the corset was not completely closed. It has a closed measurement of thirty inches, but she only laced him down from his natural waist of thirty six inches down to thirty three. He was cinched, the pressure on his lower spine and abdomen actually forced him to sit properly and maintain a neat posture. Unlike of course, how most males slouch lazily in any given chair. After all, she wasn’t going to take him to such a reputable establishment only to have him slouching and pigging out like snot nosed schoolboy. Her tastes were more refined, she didn’t know him well enough to know that his were as well. As he felt the gentle constriction with every breath, he knew she could take it in more, and she had mentioned that earlier. I expect you to be on your absolute best behavior while we are out, or having this corset fully laced and locked onto you will certainly be the last of your worries, slut, now do you understand? Her words still echoed in his mind. Instead of terror, like most men would feel in that instance, he only felt serenity. He looked up at her and smiled. His eyes were directed to the blouse that was hugging her pert breasts, but also conservatively hidden from others view by the knit loose and unbuttoned long sleeve shirt she was wearing. He enjoyed her dominance over him, and it felt completely smitten to him. He had absolutely no reason to resist her, nor did he want to. (Read More…)

The new day brings on more adventures, there’s gonna be some lesbian fun and there’s going to be something you’ll really love…

… I woke up late. Liz was sleeping by my side, I didn’t see Selma anywhere around. I heard water splash, Selma was in the bathroom. I was too lazy to get up, besides I felt dull pain in my lower belly and my anus – last night wasn’t the easiest in my life. I tried to count the number of times I’d been fucked the day before. When I counted more than 10, I thought there was no use to count further… besides, I was lazy even to count.

I saw naked Selma walk out of the bathroom. She was looking so fresh, so full of energy. Her hair was wet and water drops were dripping on her dark skin and flowing down her sexy curves. Liz was sleeping and I was staring at my girlfriend’s alluring body. Selma smiled and pressed a finger against her lips, mincing over towards me. She kissed my lips, caressing my neck with her soft frisky fingers. I put my hands on her hips, patting her velvet skin. I love Selma! We were getting hotter with every new touch.

“Hey! What about me? Am I not good enough for you girls?” Liz said opening her eyes.

It was gonna be a wonderful and burning hot girl threesome. Selma and Liz were tickling my pussy and anus with their tongues. After sharing a wonderful morning orgasm for three, Liz and I went to take a shower together, and Selma went back to her room to get ready for work. I took my stuff and went to my room to get dressed, to get all my sperm-soaked uniform to the laundry and to put on new makeup. When I was almost ready to start a work day I got a call from Frau Dort:

“Lottchen! Darling! Time for breakfast girl! And come over to my office to get your pay. And take … Liz with you, that’s her name, right?”

“I’m coming, ma’am!”

I put on a sexy and kinky peignoir, knocked on Liz’s door, took my new friend by the hand and led her to Frau Dort’s office. Selma was in the room when we came in. (Read More…)

The adventures of a hooker in a German brothel never seem to end and every new day brings hot experiences to her insatiable pussy and this time soldiers are gonna be drilling her pussy…

Hey guys! Hear you liked my story, thanks for your comments, I’m thrilled you enjoyed it. Your comments inspired me for writing more. So, it’s me again, I’m Liz Smith, I’m a hooker in a German brothel, and all my clients call me Lotta.

I woke up late and all alone in my bed. It was Sunday. My body was aching all over but I had to get up and go downstairs to the hall. I took a shower, took a pill to dull headache, put on makeup and went to have breakfast with my girlfriends. Loren, Selma and Ilse were sitting at table.

“Hey Lotta how’re you feeling?”

“Hey girls. Where’s everyone?”

Turned out most of the girls went to church in the morning. Ching, Inness, and Myelin were still sleeping. There was some sad news to know. Three Polish girls were taken to another brothel, that was so sad… But it meant there could be new comers to our brothel, that was great.

I remembered about pole dancing classes I had on Sunday, damn. I hoped there could be any way to miss them, but unfortunately, they were inevitable, totally inevitable.

When we were through with breakfast we heard some noise from the hall. Those were the girls coming back from the church. They all looked so demure and modest in trousers and skirts, so different from their usual nasty and lusty look in peignoirs and sexy lingerie. The girls were so noisy and kind of hilarious, it was fun to watch them. Loren told me about her Saturday fun. She said she had three soldiers in the row. Her words made me remember Herr Paul… (Read More…)

A guy decides to make a surprise for his girlfriend and it’s the threesome that they have been dreaming about, he really wants to make his girl feel in heaven, read and enjoy…

It’s not important how it all began… We exchanged messages through My Space when once I sent him “I want you”. The response was unexpected “Do you mind threesome sex? It would be a bit unusual but I hope you’ll like it.”

I’d been thinking the whole day. I wanted to see him but his conditions made me confused. In the long run I gave my consent. This is how it happened…

The beginning was rather trivial. He gave me flowers, we went for a walk, kissed. His closeness drove me mad. The day was like a long-awaited holiday and we were looking forward to a special evening. At last we arrived at his apartment.

A glass of wine, quiet music… We were dancing and his hands were sliding over my body more and more confidently. He was kissing my lips, neck, shoulders… Then he took me in his arms and carried to the bed. He took off my clothes remaining dressed up himself.

“Do you trust me?” he asked me. Relying only on my feelings I said “Yes” and he tied my hands to the headboard and blindfolded me. I could hear just silence for a few minutes. It was strange but I wasn’t afraid.

Then I heard somebody approached to the bed and I shuddered feeling the hands lying on my thighs and spreading them. “Don’t be afraid…” I could hear the whisper and realized it was a girl speaking to me. I was not surprised. For some reason I didn’t feel embarrassed or confused though I’d had only heterosexual relationships before.

Her fingers passed over my short pubic hair, found the clit and began caressing it. Then the finger slid over the lips to the crotch and back penetrating slowly inside. She was doing that so slowly and tenderly, not every man could repeat it. (Read More…)