I followed them out the door. They walked arm in arm, tennis racquets under their arms down the corridor while I followed a step behind. Three women, laughing and talking were coming in the opposite direction. They were wearing a t-shirt commemorating a conference in the hotel and they had obviously enjoyed wine and drinks
Julie drove to my house and, maliciously, she went through town so I was stared at by people in other cars and had to suffer much finger pointing and jeering. Every now and again she would raise her skirt to show me her black lace panties to make me hard in my revealing swimming briefs.
My first sexual experience was with an older woman (girl). I was eightteen she was twenty. I would do yard work for her. She would have me come in to ‘cool’ off. As time went by she would wear things that revealed more and more and make a point to bend down to where could
As Sarena’s older Aunt glanced up, her eyes got as big as the saucer she was carrying… “Sarena!!” she yelled, “What have you gotten into?”… Sarena stammered, “but I, was.. just” “SILENCE!” her Aunt demanded. “Let me have a look at you”… Sarena was humiliated, and stood up straight and faced her older Aunt. “But
Nikki an attractive but shy, somewhat self-conscious divorcée in her mid-thirties, had a personal problem. It was a by way of an intimate and embarrassing matter, and it troubled her no end. She was not in the least enthusiastic about going to see a doctor and discussing her quandary, especially as she had only just
I had plenty of old PCs around the place that were just gathering dust, so when a friend of ours asked if I had a machine to help her daughter with schoolwork, that wasn’t too expensive as they were struggling for money, I was more than happy to oblige. Obviously it helped that the daughter,
Numb, I wandered aimlessly around my house, thinking about what had happened and wondering what to do next. I threw the under-shorts in the washing and turned on the machine, wanting to get rid of the evidence I moped around the house and, late in the afternoon, got my gear ready for the nights performance.
I’m just a normal guy, making a living in a tough world. My name is Dwight Mitchell and I’m the maintenance foreman at the tractor factory just outside of town. Most everybody in the town works at that factory so it’s pretty important to us. The town would die without it and we’d have to
Life’s tough in the big city, especially as a junior executive in a global conglomerate. I was so far down the pecking order I couldn’t even see the Vice President’s office, let alone dream about being in it. That’s why I had to get the promotion. “It’s two levels above me, Melanie,” I said to
I was having one of the best meals of my life. The food itself was nothing special. It was just a salad — a good salad, but a salad nonetheless. What made the dinner special was the company I was keeping. To the right of me sat my beautiful wife, Joyce. She was wearing a
“And Boston Red Sox pitcher Pedro Martinez is only nine outs away from his first career no-hitter!” “Fine, keep jinxing him.” I muttered at the TV. I had the house to myself, a rare occurrence. The kids were at their grandparents for the weekend. My wife, Carolyn, was out shopping. I had my chip dip
Cindy’s tongue was getting an amazing workout. She even amazed herself as to how long she could keep licking without getting tired. In fact, it was almost like being on an addictive drug. The more sex she had, the more she seemed to want. And thanks to Queen Victoria and her apply named Lesbian City,
Gillian sobbed and wept on the floor, desperately hoping they would leave her alone. But Dean was furious and he pulled her up at once, slamming her face-down on the table. “Stay there or get tied up!” he snapped. She sobbed, listening to the yells and moans as Jack slammed his cock in and out
Our guest where to arrive that evening and we hurried to get things set up. Lisa had known that she was to be a special guest for tonight’s festivities, though she was unsure of how she would participate. Very quickly it became evident. The main dungeon space had been cleared, many chairs set up around
A resident of suburban Miami, Mary was quick to show a girl-next-door demeanor to her casual acquaintances. She would often come across as a person who was “pure as the driven snow”. But in reality, the 24-year-old woman had a ferocious sexual appetite which extended toward men from all walks of life. So it should