My name is Alyssa. I am 23 years old. I’m 5 foot with, blonde hair and around a hundred pounds. Men say I am very pretty for my size and very sexy. Kind of built like a gymnast. I don’t feel my breasts to be very big, but boyfriends in the past have liked to
Beth Wilson walked down the path from the old farmhouse, where she lived with her family, to the river that flowed through the woods. Beth was thirty nine years old, willowy with long legs and soft brown hair. She had a pretty, classical face with a sharp nose and a dazzling smile. Even after three
Warning ! This extreme sex story was written as an very dirty adult fantasy. The sick author does not condone the described behavior in real life! I always dreaded having to stay with my Aunt Margaret. She was always so strict, and she really looked the part of a stern aunt. She always wore proper
After my first mating with Dromano, I knew that I must have more of that pony cock, so I contacted Jim and the date and time was set. I had a hard time concentrating on work on the days before my next encounter. Saturday finally arrived and Jim had requested that I not bath, remove
I’d heard about the rapist; that’s why I had my dad’s war souvenir with me that night. But I didn’t really expect to need it. I’d been carrying it every day since the second rape. Dad called it ‘the equalizer,’ and Mom couldn’t stand the sight of it. She made him lock it up; but
Your sister is crazy,” said Wendell as he hung up the phone. “What did she say this time?” said Jane. “It wasn’t her,” said Wendell. “It was Cal with one of his wild stories, but when he told me Joan was going along, I couldn’t believe it.” “I could see your eyes getting huge,” said
The kids were almost hysterical with joy when they heard grandpa and grandma would be here this Friday and staying with us for a couple of weeks. My wife knows I love my mom very much, and probably more than most sons, (but not of the physical part of course;) so she insisted that they
I’m an exhibitionist. I guess I always have been and I expect I always will be. That point in childhood when most kids (or at least most girls) learn modesty, I didn’t. I do remember my folks trying to shame me into covering up when I would dance out of my bedroom in next to
Andrea, called Andy, drove on the highway through the woods with Sandra, or Sandy how she called her. It was a beautiful and warm day in the mid of august. She had something special in her mind for her, so far Sandy already knew. Andrea was a beautiful woman in her 26th year. She had
I was 36, and I knew what I was doing. Or at least I thought I did. My friend John had talked me into this; it was really perverted so it appealed to me. I can’t remember when I first started getting a thrill out of doing things that grossed everyone else out, but I’m
By the time I entered my junior year at college, I had figured it out. It was great, marvelous, terrific. Every single year without fail the school brought in a whole bunch of new girls, young and succulent, eager and scared, about a thousand of them. Seventeen, eighteen-year-olds and most so pretty it was painful
It was a weekend we had been wishing for. Verity’s parents had gone away to celebrate their wedding anniversary. We had been going out for about six months, and had a healthy, but secretive sex life. We were both 19, but neither of our parents approved of us having sex in the house, so a
I wanted to try this challenge out, but it seems quite a too warm when I tried it before where I live. So recently, a few weeks ago I went on a holiday to the UK with some of my friends. We shared hotel rooms together, 3 rooms of 2 people. This gave me some
It was during my summer vacation in Sweden, a warm and sunny day at the beach. I was walking around in the dunes in search of a secluded place to take a pee. I went up another dune to look what was behind it. And behind it was such a secluded place: a lower area
“It’s a pretty good life,” Carrie thought as she stood looking at the rising sun through the kitchen window. She was 23 years old, had graduated from college, married. Both she and her husband Dzsepapper had good jobs. They weren’t rich, but certainly comfortable for a young couple. Dzsepapper was a great guy. He didn’t