I stashed my panties under a cushion on the couch just as Dad’s key clicked in the front door lock. I’d rushed over the instant I finished my homework and my housecleaning chores, bribing Chris to drive me with the promise of a blow job on the way. When he and Jess heard what I
I lay on my back on the bed with my knees in the air, feet dangling loosely, legs spread wide. With my left hand I held a hand mirror, positioned at an angle over my crotch, so I had a full view of both my sensitive holes. My right arm was stretched down the length
Mandy was a good friend of ours. She was in her mid 30’s and had a daughter – Lauren, approaching 18. Mandy was very protective of her daughter since her husband Jeff had left, and perhaps saw us as parent figures as her own parents were many miles away. Mandy was sweet and quiet, and
“A surprise? For me? What is it?” asked the buxom naked teenager. “Go over there to the bed, and lie face down.” commanded Pam, still sitting in the chair where she had disciplined and then delighted the horny young girl. Kristy got up and walked over to the older woman’s waterbed, moving sexily. Pam appreciated
Scott Collins was your typical Spring Valley teenager. 5’9” with short sandy brown hair, the 18 year old had graduated last month in the middle of his high school class. Co-captain of the swim team, his record had been enough to get him a partial scholarship to State in the fall. With only part of
Judy and Heather were assigned out on a fringe dig for three straight days, well away from everyone else. They worked side by side. Heather noticed Judy sneaking glances at her body, and the second day began to wear very tight jeans, especially in the crotch. Her cunt was nicely outlined and the seam creased
“Shit” Janet cursed as she noticed the flashing red lights in her corvette’s rear view mirror. Eight o’clock on a Sunday morning, not a car on the road, and some dumb ass highway patrolman had to clock her doing better than 80. “I’m fucked!” she thought as she pulled the car over to the side
At that moment, I wanted my stepbrother to go down on me right there. I wanted him to rip apart my cheerleader bloomers and feast on my moist pussy. Then I wanted him to stick that cock in me, fuck me hard, and fill my pussy up with his warm white cum. I opened my
I was your typical small town girl, pretty naļve, and with two options open to me after high school: work a crummy job and live with my parents, or marry a local boy and make lots of babies. Neither appealed to me, so at 19 I moved to the big city for fun and adventure.
They’ve tried everything they can to stop Beth, at this fancy New England prep school. Why? Because her persistent masturbation is past being a joke. It’s getting beyond control, and turning into a disciplinary issue. The administrators are convinced that she’s setting off a wave of self-abuse among the other girls, and is a leading
Sonya looked out the door into the starry night as she felt breeze whip through her strawberry blonde hair. The moon light sparkled in her eyes making them look like blue sapphires in the darkness. She remembers years ago when shegave up her virginity so willingly wishing she knew then what she knows now. A
Unclothed, and shivering slightly as the fan directed outside air to caress her skin, Oriana stood determinedly beside her bed. Muscles rippled along her narrow frame as she unconsciously clenched her fists and tightened her shoulders. Painful knots worsened, and tension began to accumulate in a crescent along her brow. The beginnings of a headache
The next morning was a working school day, and Tommy Singleton awoke earlier than usual, wondering why he was feeling such a sense of anticipation and excitement. He glanced briefly at the still sleeping form of his wife Linda, clad only in a short nightie of sheer nylon that hid nothing of her physical charms
Kate was taken to breakfast. She was washed first, again in milk, this time by the old woman, who did her hair and her face for her, washing her like she was a small child, with Kate resisting, but not completely, for she knew she must let the woman do her work lest she be
If anyone had ever looked at Michelle, while passing her on the street, you’d never guess how interesting this girl was. She was a long haired brunette, with a fairly athletic build, and a great smile. Michelle was well liked among her friends at the Hamilton Heights Academy, and one of the better students who’d