I suspected all along from several comments she’d made that Sally was into wetting her pants. We were alone today and I was imagining Sally’s faded jeans heather gray T-shirt and sneakers soaked in piss. We shot the breeze as we walked; talking about a recent news report on the lack of female restrooms came
When Angela spotted a fellow watersports fan among her workmates she was intrigued to know more. I slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom, desperate for a pee. As I stood naked in front of the bowl idly watching a the golden stream hit the water, Angela crept up behind me, reached round
It’s a usual thing for me to hang out after work with my friends. We usually play poker at each other’s houses. On this day, it was David’s turn. After work, David, Jim, Harry, and myself went to David’s house for a night of gambling and alcohol. David had a table and chairs set up
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
I was pissed at her for being so rude to my friends at a party we were at. They were just flirting with her a little like young-virile men that they are and she got upset. She is always like this so uptight about herself and her fuckin’ stupid ideals. I just stood there looking
I am a high school mathematics teacher while my wife is an English teacher. We both teach the ninth grade where the students are all about fifteen to sixteen years old. They are freshmen and are the small fish in a very big pond. For some it is hard to adjust to it because just
“But Dave, your finger works fine. You have enough feeling in it to please any woman,” claimed Mary. “Believe me, we appreciate the real thing. So, why try something artificial, something plastic?” Dave smoldered. He had planned this out, and he didn’t want to have to justify it. “Look, this is important to me. I
She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. How many times had she thought about it, but figured it would never happen, or worse case scenario, she might chicken out. But no, here she was, about to realize a fantasy that was too long in the making. Patti sat in her car for a few
I slid my dick across her stomach and back and forth over the puffy nipples from her budding 19 year old titties. Within minutes I was spewing my load over her chest, a pearl necklace for a young teen. Her eyes were as glazed as her entire body: she was gleaming wet from spunk, jizz,
I really needed to clear my head. I decided a vigorous exercise program would go a long way in making me forget about acting as a submissive slut to a grandpa at the rest stop. It had been four months and a girlfriend later and my one gay experience was buried in my past. Well,
Jane and Mary, were sitting in their living room watching TV. They’d had a good meal and had decided to spend a relaxed evening in. After a while of companionable silence Jane spoke. “I meant to tell you Mary, that I’ve really, really come alive since we started our fun games. You’re such a good,
I saw her for the second time at a party. I knew who she was because she’d gone out for a while with a friend of mine; she didn’t know me. She didn’t know anybody at the party, actually – she was so smashed she could hardly stand up. Her eyes were bleary, she was
As I stood next to the train tracks watching my boyfriend drive away, I thought to myself why do I always hookup with the assholes? We had been out dancing at the local bar when we got in an argument over the price of eggs in china (well he had been drinking a lot) which
Donna Hartley was no shrinking violet. She had the kind of job many men would have envied; she was a sports commentator for super bike racing and loved every minute of it. She presented the image of a tall confident woman in her late thirties, not frightened of the world and what it had to
“I’ve been thinking,” Ildi said, sipping a Margarita. “Thinking and dreaming…” “About me, perhaps?” Nikki asked mischievously. Ildi looked across the table at her tall, cool friend. For the millionth time Ildi asked herself exactly what it was about Nikki… true enough, she was striking to look at, with her cascading auburn hair, sparkling dark