We meet at a restaurant and sit across from each other. I notice that you’re not wearing a bra underneath your top. The waitress brings two drinks and I watch you place your fingers on each side of the glass and stroke it with your fingers and make erotic patterns on the glass. I also
Ralph was eighteen years old and still a virgin. So because of that he spent lots of time looking at porn on the Internet and jerking off late at night. He could jerk off three times a day thinking about fucking a sexy woman. Ralph lived alone with his mom, Brittany. She was a sexy
After I left the village where farmer Norman introduced me to my first bestial experience I seemed to drift from place to place. There was no contact at all with old friends from the village so I just started over again, and enrolled in evening classes one year because I got so bored. It was
Lenny stroked his cock as he watched his wife suck his cock. Jeannie was a pro when it came to sucking cock. He watched as she carefully moved her tongue over the tip of it then engulfed the entire length down her throat. He kept moving his hand on his cock as he felt his
It’s called the one-minute drill and few of models like them, but I do. Since I am better established, I could cut them out completely. I like them, so if I have time available and if they need somebody, I will volunteer. The scale is absolutely the pits. Beginning students get a lot out of
I’m one of those guys who have lots of friends who are girls but have a hard time getting a girlfriend. It drives me crazy because I want to have sex with my female friends but they “don’t think of me that way”. You don’t know how many times I’ve heard that one! Their boyfriends
Darlene was smiling with anticipation as she unlocked and opened the car door. Her nylons whispered as she sat in the overly sun warmed car, swung her slim legs in and shut the door. She started the car and cranked up the air conditioning as sweat beaded on her upper lip above a wide sensuous
The July morning sun was warm and very muggy. It would prove to be hot by the end of the day and it would probably rain. Fourteen year old Catherine was walking up the road heading to her home away from home. She had stumbled across Sunnyridge goat farm six years ago while exploring her
his story was written as an extreme adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. Simka walks in the house, glad to be home, glad to be alone at home. “I think I am going to go sit in the hot tub for a while and just relax, especially since
The two maidens took Lea by the hand and lead her through the torch-lit temple to the High Priestess’s chamber. Lea was just twelve and had only seen the High Priestess during the most important of religious ceremonies. But she knew the woman was very beautiful. The maidens had dressed Lea in a sheer cloth
She sat down at the table across the aisle from him, her long legs exposed half way up her thigh. She was a mature woman fifty-four, fifty-five maybe, but in excellent physical shape, and with great looking legs. She ordered a cup of tea and then smiled across the isle at him. He looked up
Jezebel watched intently as the young girls on the stage swung themselves about brass poles. Their bodies undulated to the rhythm of the music beneath the bluish- purple wash of the lights. It was a Wednesday night and there were relatively few patrons in the club. “Hey, Jezzie!” Eddie yelled from behind the bar. His
I never gave incest any thought, I mean sure I have had passing thoughts occasionally but I am not some kind of freak. Yes my mom is young, and I guess I always knew she was attractive from the way my friends acted around her. But until I saw her naked, I really never thought
I dreaded going to my wife’s company Christmas party, but there was no getting out of it. Alice had been at her new job less than a year and was soaring to the top of the corporate chain. Her promotions were coming at the rate of almost every other month. I was happy for her,
My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. You’re wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an understated and simple silver buckle, black trousers, black socks, and expensive black Italian leather shoes. You look so