Back at the pond, Betty and Midge were still recuperating from their love making. The experience had exhausted them both. Under the warmth of the rays of the Sun, their bodies were now completely dried off. Betty was debating whether to get dressed and head back home or not when she turned to look over
Just then, as the girls were pleasing themselves, Mr. Lodge was exercising one of his white stallion, ‘Sir Lancelot,’ with a ride through the woods. He thought that he had spied something near the pond, and so he pulled on the reins and dropped down to investigate. What greeted him was a sight that he
Peter buried his face in Susana’s neck, his hot breath coming in explosive bursts, his back humped and his hips working overtime, driving his pistoning prick faster, further, in and out of the clasping, grasping, churning channel of yearning flesh which was all that remained of her conscious being. Her splayed legs, unbidden, rose to
I woke to find Daphne snuggled up against my back. She sat up, when I stirred, knocking off the clothing she’d covered us with. “What time is it?” she asked. I looked at my watch through bleary eyes. “Almost 2 o’clock.” “We should probably head back,” she said. “Had enough, hmm?” “Only for now,” she
I frigged myself to sleep and woke early, feeling refreshed. I made coffee and sat on the porch in my robe. There was movement inside, and Daphne came out the door with her own cup of coffee and robe and sat next to me. “Hi,” she said. “Hi,” I said. I looked at her, caught
I was jealous when my twin brother Jon told me he had a girlfriend. Jon was mine, and I didn’t want to share him. I couldn’t tell him that, of course. I was the fast girl during high school, and even in college, when my tastes went far beyond what I could get in back
It had been a good night at the Eight Bells disco, and Susana was glowing as she walked down the hotel corridor with Neil and Peter. She had had a bit to drink . . . not as much as sometimes, but enough to make her sparkle . . . and a great deal of
Marie eased her car into the carport beside her house, switched off the engine and went inside. She paused by the kitchen sink to pour herself a very stiff Scotch and water, figuring that the drink would help her relax and forget about the tensions still gnawing at her womb. She carried the drink through
Marie Kozyk tried for a moment to resist the pressure of his hands on her head, even though she knew she would not be able to for very long. She nibbled frantically at his right nipple, running her tongue over the tiny protuberance and grasping it between her teeth in a gentle grip, but this
Jill looked down at the pictures spread out on the bed in front of her. A shiver ran through her trim teen-aged frame. It just hadn’t seemed possible to do what those people were doing in those photos. A week ago she would have never thought that something big, that long or that fat could
It was obvious from the moment they walked into the pub that they were mother and daughter. A further brief look at the two, and it was apparent that the older woman once had all the sexual allure that her offspring now half- innocently exuded. It wasn’t that the mother, (I found out later her
This was absolutely the last straw. The last couple of times Billy got beaten up at his junior high school, there was really not much I could do. Children can be awfully cruel, and aside from advising him to stay out of the troublemakers’ way (and failing that, try to reason with his harassers), I
I’ve been married to my husband for 3 years. I’m always horny, love to give blowjobs, but am sex starved. I suck my husband off every day. The problem is my husband is out of town too often for work. I have thoughts of meeting strangers. Then one day my husband came home with a
“I guess I’m one of those girls that got started on finger fucking and cocksucking and managed to have so much fun out of it that just plain fucking never seemed extra-special. When I first started dating boys, I remember, I was really worried about getting pregnant. I suppose that’s because of Mom-she was always
“Every time we got together, Mr. Harvey and me, he would ask me if I wanted to go over to his house to have our fun. For a while I wouldn’t go; I just couldn’t bring myself to do those things with him while his wife was looking on. Finally he convinced me by showing