I make extra money stripping at parties. But I never perform in my home town. I have seen some familiar faces but I don’t think they’ve recognized me. In makeup and a wig and no clothes, they don’t think for a moment that it could be me. But last month I was doing a gig
As she wiped herself after peeing, Rita saw the white pearly liquid on the tissue. It was there quite often these days. She reached with her middle finger to the source and spread more of the male juice up to her clit with gentle motions. Another climax was hardly necessary as her pussy was still
I waited. I didn’t think anyone would actually come, but soon a light come on through the windows next to the door. A curtain rustled briefly. Then after a few seconds I heard the front door unlocking. I guess when he or she saw me they must have assumed I was safe enough. The porch
She started in her mid-teens with an older brother who satisfied her curiosity about why she got those feelings between her legs. He was quite experienced and quickly taught her the potential her pussy had for pleasure but also the delicious feelings of good foreplay and oral sex as well. After a year or so
I had just woke from a very erotic dream in which I was having sex with several women. I was sopping wet and I still had my hand between my legs and two fingers in my pussy. My fingers were coated with my silky juices and I brought my fingers to my mouth a licked
Uncle John and Aunt Ethel lived in the country. It was about 50 miles to the nearest town. They lived on a nice farm which was about 60 or 70 acres, hardly anyone ever came to that part of the country. Uncle John and Aunt Ethel were getting up in years. Uncle John was about
When the phone rang, Kathy was looking down the street from her living room window at the teenage boys carrying beer into her neighbor’s house. “Is Jeff home?” “No,” said Kathy. “Is this Randy?” “Yea,” said the voice on the phone. “Randy, I thought Jeff was with you.” “No, he said he was going to
My little sister is sick. Some people would say I was even sicker, because I take advantage of her. No, I mean physically sick, not mentally. Though some people might say she was mentally sick too. You see, my little sister drinks pee. Yes, pee. Piss. Urine. You know what I mean. You see, she
My parents were nudists, or naturists, depending on who you talk to. From the time I was born they were bringing me to the Nudist Camp several towns away. So as I got older it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. We’d always spend our weekends and the whole Summer there. Being
Peter heard the click clack of high heels on the stone floor of the cellar coming towards him. He was naked and tied to a bench, his arms were tied to the side, his feet with his knees bent were tied to the legs. His back rested on the black rubber covered seat. He knew
I was going to stay at friend Todd’s house for the weekend but my friend was sick so his mom said we’d have make it some other weekend. When I called home it went to voice mail, so I just let a message that I was coming home and that Todd’s mom was driving me.
Jimmy was staying with his Aunt Susan for the summer. The 17 year-old wished he could go home. He missed his friends and he resented the disciplinary side of his aunt. Aunt Susan was his Mother’s younger sister she was only 24 and this was causing some friction between the aunt and nephew. Jimmy’s parents
I’m sitting on my couch, watching some TV, and thinking of the nice weekend I am about to have with no-one to bother me. The wife has left for the weekend to take care of some matters in another state. It is very cold winter time, so no one is about on the road. All
“Daddy,” she purred sweetly as she knelt between his wide-spread legs and sucked in his other testicle and then licked his swollen scrotum with her talented tongue, her left hand filled with his quivering cock, thumb on its head, rubbing his juices, right hand stroking his hairy thigh after probing his anus, nipples still hard
Donna was mad as hell as she first scanned the magazine she had found under her son’s bed. It was a bdsm magazine with older ladies being dominated in all possible ways you could imagine. As she continued to ponder through it, she found herself being aroused with the thought and crept back to her