Like any young guy I’d thought about sex a lot growing up. I’d masturbated and fantasized about my neighbours daughters, my teachers, and just about every woman or girl I knew, but I’d never felt like pursuing sex. By the time I got engaged I still hadn’t had sex, and as it happened neither had
My name is Rose. I am a slut wife and a flight attendant for a major airline. There aren’t many women like me and I like that. So does Ed. Ed and I met on a flight to Seattle. He was the first officer and I was a flight attendant. I immediately liked him. When
I was in my last year of school. A pretty shy guy and not that great around girls. On my walk home from school I would often see a lovely girl. She was too young for me, about 3 years younger but boy, did I fancy her. We would wave and smile at each other
It all started when I began my tertiary studies in Singapore. Being an ‘international student’, I had to look for a room to rent as the school did not provide accommodation for its students. After searching for some time, I came to view a cosy little room, in a 3-bedroom apartment owned by Mr. and
I grew up in what would most likely be called a disadvantaged home. My father was a laborer and my mother was a house keeper. You see, were came to the US from Mexico illegally and had to pretty much stay under the radar. I had an uneventful chood, my family was close and my
Portia Stewart closed her lace parasol with a snap and turned to watch the throng of people shove their way into the shade of The Egyptian Theater building. Perspiration pooled at the base of her back, soaking into her chemise as she waited for her husband, Gabriel, to return with the tickets. People shouted, pushing
The carnival lights and music filled the night. Tiny stars dotted the sky and the moon was full, glimmering silver white above. The sounds of people and animals, from the menagerie, were plenteous, but they hardly noticed as they walked. She carried a paper cone piled high with spun sugar, her arm linked through his,
I awoke to a soft whisper and after a few seconds I began to roll over. “Can you give me a ride?” I could hear. I opened my eyes to se Dana, my 18 year old daughters Sherry’s best friend. She was also 18 and a touch on the heavy side of average. She was
What do most women dream of? Well, what do a lot of us fantasize about sex wise? As for me it has always been taking a horny young man and showing him what an older married woman can do for him. (Of course a young man can make an old married woman feel young again,
My sister Beth was not always as hot as she is now. In fact, she was rather ugly when we were young. I never thought of her in a sexual way. All that she was to me was my annoying sister. We are two years apart in age and didn’t even get along very well.
As Angel lend over her bed watching Brad working on his car, she noticed as she fantasized about him that she was rubbing her pussy back and forth across the edge of her bedpost. She thought to herself, enough of this bullshit, she had to do something about this. She quickly went to the bathroom
She came into his shoe store a few minutes before closing time. It had been a tough day and he was tired. He was about to snap at her, something cold and impersonal like, “Lady, the store closes in 5 minutes.” But there was a way she walked that caught his attention and made him
It was 3 years ago when I moved to my cousin’s house to stay because of family working problems in China. She lived with her aunt and uncle.At first we didn’t talk much because we haven’t seen each other for over 6 years. But a few years later, something happened last year when I was
James has lived in a small farm town in Missouri with only his mother, Kathy, while growing up knowing practically everyone in town. While this had its benefits it also had its flaws, mainly when it came to establishing a relationship, and he knew his shyness also played a part. At the age of 17,
We held a big reunion summer party at my parents house last July complete with all our friends from back home and of course plenty of games, food, and alcohol. This one ended very similarly to a lot of our parties, but with a little different lead in. At around midnight, most of our guests