My name is Rita. At present I’m 40 minutes out of Seattle on a big Delta jumbo jet. It’s been a long flight from Chicago and I’ll be glad to get off this plane. I won’t go into my life history or why I’m going to Seattle. Suffice to say I’m an attractive 32 year
I was eighteen when my mother came home unexpectedly early one afternoon and caught me with a boy from the neighborhood. I was still in my school uniform but my blouse was open, my bra pulled up to bare my small, firm breasts, and I had Jimmy’s cock in my mouth. I’d been sucking his
Let me describe a woman to you. She’s eighteen years old, about five-foot-five, and probably around a hundred and ten or so pounds. Now that we’ve gotten the statistics out of the way, let me paint her picture in your mind. Straight, black hair frames a pale face, whose complexion is dotted with hundreds of
It was hard to deny, 18 and half year old Caroline Evans loved nothing better than to have one of her friends sticking something big up her butt, whether it was an oversized dildo, a butt plug, a large vegetable or most of all a girls fist. Caroline spent all the free time she could
“Are you trying to get us arrested?” Shelley Ordwell’s voice was too full of restrained laughter to be a rebuke. “Not me!” Ross Ordwell leaned to his left and peered closely at his wife’s uncovered tits. He had removed her halter as she drove the big station wagon over the county highway, and now he
“Were you shocked? I’m surprised,” I tell her, sipping on my coffee in the open air cafe. The waiter has delivered our breakfast with the usual French combination of swagger and groveling, checking her out, enyying me a little. She’s blushing suddenly. Not her usual reaction. “Well, I don’t know if that’s the word, but
My name is Luke. I am 21 years old and a student at the University of California. The final bell had rung for me. I’m officially on Spring Break! After a long stressful semester of studying engineering, I am done with school for a week. I am looking forward to spending time with my friends
Pam gazed at the dangling cock of the mustached young man. He had a hairy chest, a hairy belly, and muscles popping out all over. He had fat, heavy, low-hanging balls. He was grinning at her, waving his cock at her. She stared for an endless moment at his cock and suddenly she felt panic.
It always made big-titted Donna Joe Edwards nervous when she searched for her father on his pay-days. She knew that she would find him in some bar, and it would take a lot of argument to convince him that he should come home. That afternoon she had already searched two of his favorite bars, and
David rested his head against his headboard, while on the other side of the wall, his mother screamed out yet another orgasm. His cock was firmly held in his hands, as his mother screaming to be fucked harder and harder. In his mind it was him, David, she was screaming for. He could feel himself
Tom has been my best friend since high school and we even stayed best friends after he got married and had a kid, it was through Tom’s wife, Sarah, that I met my own wife, Amy. We have stayed that close over the years that we even go on holiday together as families with me
Easter used to mean chocolate candy eggs laid by a magic bunny. But that was when I was a kid. Now it was just a Sunday that I got to sleep in for. I was deep into doing just that when my cell phone woke me up far earlier that I would have liked, even
I was getting out of my SUV. I motion for my friend to get out of the passenger seat. Ace worked at a tattoo shop in town. I sold him a computer last year. He owed me a favor. “Buck… Is this the place? Should I get my needle and ink?” said Ace. “Yes! She’s
I slept beside her bed that night, a sleepless night, racked by jealously and shame. Verity, however, slept soundly until almost lunchtime, and, when she awoke, demanded that I lick the last evidence of Harvey from her pussy. When I finished, she sat on the edge of the bed looking down at me as I
Several months back, my friend Brandi had been dumped by her husband for another woman. She showed up on my doorstep, crying her eyes out, running her mascara. Brandi is a petite redhead…normally feisty, vivacious. She’s about the same size and figure as me…slim, 5 foot 5… but she has much bigger breasts. I’m a