Pretty all my life I was an average kid, maybe towards the geek or nerd category. I had good grades, loved to read, and minus a select few I was pretty anti-social. When I started sixth grade that’s when I noticed the magnificent things around me… GIRLS. I mean I had a few crushes here and there, but now I started to notice boobs and butts (not very much considering its sixth grade) and so I was instantly hooked. So, started the quest to get a girlfriend, meaningless at that. I was so focused on getting one that my grades started slipping from straight A’s to B’s and even some C’s. I noticed the changes, but my goal was still the same, get a girlfriend. Then, I discovered something every male has done: masturbation. I know I know, some of you might think it’s nasty, while others might congratulate me, but I for one enjoyed it. I realized my lust for girls increased, and so did my nighttime pleasures. It got to a point where my whole cover was stained, and so I knew I had to stop, or at least decrease how many times I did it. One thing still remained though, I still wanted a girlfriend and more than ever, so from sixth grade to ninth I tried, with no avail. Fast forward to tenth grade (went to a new school that was first to twelfth grade) and I was getting used to the people around me, and once again I had a few crushes here and there. I had finally got a girlfriend, but that ended quickly, she just wanted a short-term person to call hers. So, defeated I stopped my task of …
my first time with my daughter
When my daughter was a teenager, my wife started taking career education training that required her to leave for the training one weekend a month for a year. On the Saturday night of the second weekend, I was putting away laundry in the bedroom, and my daughter was watching TV in the living room. My daughter had asked to watch a TV show that would run past her regular bedtime, so a little while before her show started, I called for her to come into the bedroom. When she came into the room, I told her that she should take her shower then, so she should go to bed right after the show was over. She said "I don't want to take a shower." I was surprised by her answer, but when I looked up at her, she had a big smile. So, I realized that she wanted to play. Up to that point, we had not done anything sexual, but she had been fairly comfortable taking to me about some of the sexual things that she had heard in school. At that point, I wasn't thinking that she wanted to do anything sexual, probably just our usual play arguing and maybe a little wrestling. I looked her and said "If you don't get in the shower, I'm going to throw you in." She responded "You wouldn't dare." So, I picked her up, threw her over my shoulder, and of course, playfully smacked her skinny butt. I carried her into the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub. She was giggling the whole way and saying "don't you dare." When we got in the bathroom, I placed her in the bathtub, and said that I would turn on the …
Good porn #2: the art of spanking
The art of spanking and capturing it all on video is basicly very simple you just follow my few rules The usual spanking scenario on video has two major mistakes: the reason for spanking and camera angle Spanking is almost always for punishment, with a lot of uninteresting babbling at loud voice before it Spanking for punishment is acontradictio in terminis serious spanking does hurt but it arouses The position of the spankee is mostly correct: bent over with arched back to bring out bums for spanks The position I like best – for several reasons – is with her legs spread offering a view of her snatch The camera(s) are almost always at an angle from her bottom – I have no idea why all still follow this The camera should be exactly behind her, best a bit from below to offer a better view of her sexy slit Spanking is for pleasure – it is a great gift to the spankee to get wet and hot on her way to come Even for the unitiated spanking will provide unexpected pleasure despite the humiliating embarrassment Even a real newbie will be pleasantly surprised how hot she got inside, not only her bums are burning! Experienced and dedicated spankers will caress her ass after each set of slaps to ease the pain a bit Experienced spankers will let their hand slip down the split between her cheeks to check out her slit The state of wetness between her legs is a better way to measure how hot she got than colour of bums The state of wetness will increase bit by bit after every properly …
Freya and the Micro Part 5
Doc, Deege and Ben meet in Doc’s office. “Ben, we need to talk to you.” Doc offered Ben the client chair. Deege was sitting at his desk and Doc picked up his clipboard and leaned against the desk. “Ben we all have certain shortcomings and some weaknesses. Some of us have multiple problems and others only a couple however, no one escapes and no one is perfect. In our clinic addressing certain issues has been rewarding, sometimes it has also been disappointing. You know we are always working to solve problems, improve existing devices and develop more.” Doc sounded like a college professor. “The reason we wanted to talk with you this morning is to share information. It was downloaded from Freya’s implant and it revealed a problem. Before we do, I have a small reminder about the small incident in your office with the secretary from the second floor,” Doc’s demeanor took on a fatherly advice tone. “Why are you bringing that up? It was over a year ago and that relationship ceased.” Ben became defensive. “Only because the information about Freya should be tempered by a reminder. Please give due consideration,” Doc seemed worried. “Let’s have it. What is so terrible it would make you think I might do something rash?” Ben was impatient. “As you know Freya’s implant tracks history and records stimulation and orgasms. The device showed Freya has been ranging and we don't want you to be blindsided.” Doc was about to continue when Ben interrupted. “Is that what this is about? I knew a …
Plan C: Chapter 1
"This day is not going well", Becca grumbled to herself as she looked at her flat tire, then turned to look up and down the seemingly deserted street. "I knew I shouldn't have tried that shortcut!" Pennsylvania was a large state with lots of wilderness back-roads. Not the best place to be stranded. It was a hot July day, definitely over ninety. Becca had her long, brown, hair pulled back in a low ponytail that still hung down her back even being up. Absently, she reached up and wiped the back of her hand across her forehead, pushed her glasses up her nose and breathed out on a long, heavy sigh. Knowing she was going to be late, she reached around and dug her phone out of her back jean pocket and checked her service. "No signal….of course! Ugh! Can this day possibly get any worse!!?" she shouted as she kicked her very flat and pitiful looking tire only to jump back holding her foot and hopping around to her driver-side door and sit down, panting, "Ouch! Right, because that was so helpful!" She examined her foot while complaining about a flat tire being that hard. That was when she heard the sound of a motor. Relief washing through her she jumped up and started waving frantically at the passing truck so he could stop and help her, only to pause with her hands high in the air. She didn't know this guy. He could be a serial killer, or a gang member, or even a politician! She immediately moved her hands to her hair and pretended to be fixing it, hoping the man would just keep …
Victorious: Toris Plan for Punishment
Victorious: Jade's punishment Tori Vega was standing in front of her locker at her high school, Hollywood Arts, when her older s****r, Trina Vega, came over to her. ''Hey, Tori'', Trina greeted her s****r. ''How is your coffee?'' ''I hate this bitch'', Tori hissed. ''What do you mean?, Trina asked her confused. ''Sorry, i meant Jade…this bitch trapped me again with a garbage coffee…what's her fucking problem…i mean.. i'm always kind to her.'' ''She was really mean to you in the last time.'', Trina said. ''You're right…especially since she broke up with Beck''. ''Do you remember the last time when you were angry because of her?'', Tori asked her. ''How could i forget it…in that night i fucked the shit out of you because of her… With that said Tori rolled her eyes while thinking back to this night….how Trina burst naked into her room just wearing her ten inch strap on..how she threw her into her bed…how she quickly ripped her clothes off of her and started to fuck her hard and fast with her legs resting on Trinas' shoulders.Tori loved to see her s****rs big boobs bouncing and shaking with each thrust.Trina fucked her for almost 30 mins in every position (what Tori liked) until she told her what happend… ''Hey Tori..what are you thinking about?'', Trina asked, bringing Tori back to earth. ''I think we should teach her a lesson'', Tori said with an evil grin. ''And how?'' ''Since Beck and her broke up she spends a lot of time with Cat…and Cat told me …
Night Shift Baristas— Part Two Main Course- Meat and Potatoes Fully Loaded Option
They sat sideways on the couch, facing each other. They downed the vodka at the same time. Their throats must’ve burned but nothing compared with the fire in Liss’s eyes. She leaned forward gripping Kelsie’s head and slammed the girl’s lips to hers. Kelsie only froze for an instant; then relaxed, then melted. She kissed back and both girls’ mouths opened. Kelsie brought her hand up to caress Melissa’s face, then stroked her fingers down her neck to the polo shirt’s unbuttoned collar. She hesitated for another fraction of a moment before teasing Melissa’s cleavage. When Melissa sensed her coworker’s reluctance pass. She let her hand, that wasn’t in Kelsie’s locks, slide up from Kelsie’s leg to her waist and cupped the girl’s breast. They gradually after a long, nice show pulled away from each other and realized that I was still looking (maybe leering open-mouthed) at them. “So this time try it topless,” I said with a smile. They laughed, but then they looked at each other inquiringly. “Actually, I’m kind of up for that,” Kelsie said to Melissa. Melissa simply nodded and quickly pulled her shirt over her head. Once free from it she grabbed Kelsie’s shirt to help her friend remove it. Liss wore a khaki colored bra that did indeed bring her breasts to a lovely point. Kelsie wore a more revealing, less functional black bra that molded her breasts into enticing spheres. They went back to kissing while Liss reached behind herself to undo her bra. After the clasp was undone she …
Meeting my new slave part 2…………..
Following a pleasant meal at the restaurant Slave P and I walk just around the corner to my friend Pete’s late night sex shop. He hosts a monthly sex night at his premises and tonight my Slave is going to be centre of attraction. She doesn’t know it yet, I have told her we are going to buy some new bondage equipment. I introduce Slave P to Pete and I can tell from his smile and wink that he knows she is going to be a big hit with his clients this evening. Slave P and I wander around the sex emporium looking at Pete’s enormous range of bondage equipment, my Slave constantly inhaling the smell of new leather that fills the air. I have a particular interest in a white leather body harness and my Slave agrees it is a wonderful piece of attire. I ask Pete if I can go into the back room and try it on my Slave. Of course my friend agrees, everything that happens tonight has been previously worked out between him and me. My new Slave has often spoken of her fantasies about being a “model” in a sex shop trying on the equipment for the clients to view. Tonight will be her chance to fulfill that fantasy, and more!!! “Ok Slave, follow me I want to fit you in to this harness, I think you will look really fantastic. But I want to be sure before I purchase it”. Little does my Slave know but this is the start of the show for Pete’s assembled audience. There are two concealed video cameras set up in the room filming the whole thing and it is being shown on a screen in the room next to where …
MEMORIES #9: Lisa Love-1
Lisa is like my dream come true: as pretty as my best friend so far here, but not a shy lesbian Lisa is far geographically, but so close to my heart and mind, my intuition about her is right! Les lives only an hour by train from me, but she still has not got the guts to meet me in real Les sometimes sits on my lap to play together – she knows I will pleasure and sexy satisfy her Les only dares to be with me virtually to consume my love – never offering anything in return Lisa only dreams about one thing: finally be able to talk with me while we look at each other Lisa longs to meet me in real – she is smart has a strong will, so she soon succeeds in it Lisa Love loves me for many things and she loves me to make our love story publicly known! Lisa Love's long longing for a love visit for a few months to me in old Amsterdam Let me introduce Lisa Love to you: tall, dark blonde, slender, blue eyes, firm small breasts Let me skip how we met, that is a too sad story – as our first mutual friend died in surgery Let me only tell that our friend was a wonderful young woman who surely lives in Heaven now Let me confess that I'm not religious at all, but I know some are in Heaven, like my parents Lisa likes my idea that our friend there up in Heaven is continuously smiling as our love grows Lisa, I don't know yet how religious she is, only that she loves me so much, and her hot blows! Lisa is as smart looking as she is in her mind – good in analytical thinking she is a great girl …
A little fun with Ashley
Ding, Dong "Ashley, come in sweetie.” “Mr. Rhodes, I left my sweater and my history book in Tommy’s room. May I come in and get them?" “Of course sweetie. Go up to his room and then come sit and catch up with me.” Ashely came in to the house and walked upstairs to my son’s room. She's been dating him for the last year. They're both getting ready to graduate in the spring. She's just the cutest young girl. Ashley is eighteen years old like my son. She has a body to die for. I really get a little excited looking at her. I have had a few drinks and she’s looking really hot. She has on a pink camisole with no bra and a denim miniskirt with slouch socks and white sneakers. I know I shouldn’t even be looking at her, but she has some rack on her. I think she must be like a 38D and a size four in her skirt. She has long legs and is a tall girl. She has blonde hair and blue eyes. I don’t know if my son and Ashley are intimate, but when she comes downstairs, I’m going to have a little fun with her. “Thank you, Mr. Rhodes. I was able to find them. Is Tommy home?” “No sweetie. Tommy went over to his friend Nick's house for the weekend. My wife and I figured we'd have a little romantic weekend, while Tommy is away. She's food shopping right now." Ashley walked over to the couch and sat down. Once she sat down, I think she realized that her miniskirt was a bit short. She kept trying to pull it down. She looked like an absolute angel. Her breasts looked so inviting in her camisole shirt. …
Swinger girl, A TRUE STORY
I am sexy looking, 34, with enhanced 34ee breasts, long waist length blonde hair and a good figure. I am from South America, on my second marriage to a pervert English guy. I love my hubby but he is a pervert. He is 61, and we married 6 years ago after knowing each other for 4 years. We met in London, I liked his sense of humour, we had a few dates and we fell in love. He gets off on getting me to dress real slutty, taking pics of me, and going out places where friends wont spot us, as I will be dressed like a hooker in stuff like thigh high boots, ultra micro skirts, see through tops, shaven pussy, no knickers. I confess I look good as a tart, gloss lipstick, plenty of make up….he loves other men lusting after me, seeing a flash of my bum cheeks, or a glimpse of pussy.. Sometimes he takes pics of me in the street, even in red light areas, looking like I am plying for business. He also takes pics of me naked, or sucking his cock, or of him fucking me, and he puts my pics up on adult websites like this one. But I am a nice Catholic girl, convent educated and this behaviour by my hubby shocks me sometimes until recently. We were at a friends house a few months ago, it was late, we were all a bit d***k and we got to talking about fantasies, and I let slip I had once had a vague fantasy of my hubby and another man making love to me at the same time. My hubby said it was his fantasy too! I hoped next day he might have forgotten our confessional…and indeed he never said a word …
Afternoon at the pool
An overcast weekday at the end of summer, definitely a good day to get a workout in. No waiting for a lane today. We didn’t even have to share. We finished our laps and decided to grab an early dinner on the way home. We’d meet back in about 20 minutes. I headed to the mens locker room and she to the ladies. I opened my locker and grab my towel. I slid my trunks to the floor and headed to the shower stalls. The water had been a little chilly so I wasn’t impressing anyone but then there wasn ‘t much of an audience anyway. I walked to the end of the row of stalls and just as I was entering it, I heard a soft familiar giggle behind me. I turned and there she was. I heard voices so I grabbed her and all but threw her into the stall and slammed the door! “You’re going to get us kick……….” She never let me finish my statement. She grabbed my neck and pulled my mouth to hers. She kissed me fiercely and I could feel the passion in her body boiling over. Her skin was hot, and her nipples pressed through the spandex of her suit like diamonds. My manhood sprang to life instantly, no trace of the cold water could be seen. I grabbed the straps of her suit and dropped to my knees. In one fluid motion she was a naked as I. She reached over my head and turned the shower on hot, really hot! I kissed her stomach. I love kissing her stomach. Her skin is soft and she is always shaved completely bare. I reached around and squeezed her cheeks. She likes that. I separated them and ran my …
A Taste of Cheerleader Discipline
Dick Hardown was the dean of Roughton University. His job wasn't easy, but it was quite rewarding. Yes, the salary and benefits were very nice. However, the best thing about being a dean was the students. The female students. And the hottest female students were cheerleaders. The school's football team was truly terrible. However, there wasn't a single college in the country that had cuter cheerleaders than the ones that attended Roughton University. The school mascot was the beaver while the school's colors were black and violet. The cheerleaders' tops and bows were black while their miniskirts and bloomers were violet. The cheerleaders were on the field getting ready for the game against tonight's opponent, the Washington Warhawks. Mr. Hardown had the perfect view of the football field from his office. Mr. Hardown pulled the blinds aside and peeked out of his office window as he stared out at the football field. The cheerleaders were stretching on the field, and it was a glorious sight to see. At that precise moment, one of the cheerleaders dropped her pom poms. She bent down to pick them up. Her miniskirt crawled up her legs, allowing Mr. Hardown to have a clear view of her large round ass. Her cheeks were hanging out, and the outline of her pussy lips could be seen through her thin violet bloomers. Mr. Hardown unbuckled his belt, pulled out his cock, and began to masturbate. Eventually, he achieved orgasm, and he ejaculated all over the window. He grabbed a blank …
Academic Dishonesty 3
I shuffle around in my car as the pouring rains thunders around me. With one quick look in my rear view mirror I straighten my hair before stepping out of my car. With my umbrella in hand, I walk through the deserted parking lot avoiding large puddles, and straight to Professor Carter’s office. I pause at the door, having a moment of uncertainty but then every pent up emotion since our last encounter resurfaces and I push the door open. I pause for a brief second, sucking in air as I watch him turn around in his office chair and face me. “Good evening, Mr. Carter,” I greet him, as I slowly lock the door behind me, deliberately, and with purpose. His sea green eyes widen in surprise before smiling. “Why hello Anne. You look beautiful like always,” he says, rising up from his chair and walking towards me with a triumphant smirk. He thinks he has me but I belong to no one. “Oh Professor, you always try to win me over with flattery," I respond. I walk around him and settle myself in the same armchair I had been in a few days ago. The memories send a rush of blood to my lower extremities and make me readjust myself uncomfortably. “I knew you’d come back.” “Don’t flatter yourself. I really liked that scarf, which I believe you took without my permission," I say coyly, crossing my legs as I lean back into my chair. The trench coat opens up revealing skin. His eyes trail up my legs before settling on my face. “I did,” Mr. Carter says, before stepping towards me. I remain motionless …
I See Her
Loading up my camper Looking at my bed I see her Moving down the highway My mind now flowing free I see her Canyons attract my gaze Chaos combined with beauty I see her Mountains loom around me Mysteries hidden in them I see her Dark Clouds on the horizon Depth beyond my vision I see her Raindrops upon my windshield Reminding me her wetness I see her Wind blows across the desert Whipping with such fury I see her Thunder peels around me The climax of the heavens I see her Night falls upon the plateau Nestling around me I see her Stars sparkle like a diamond Showing all their beauty I see her Moonbeams penetrate the darkness Many lovers gaze upon them I see her Drained, sleep shall soon befall me Dreams take my mind to pleasure I see her
Whats for dinner?
"Mmm… Papi… ¿No quieres jugar conmigo un poco? Won't you play with me just a little? Pleeeease??" She begged me to play with her with her big, teasing brown eyes. How could I resist such a seductive request? I stood there for a second just to look at her crawling on the bed towards me. Her long, thick brown hair stretching down her back while some fell off her shoulder in front of her. She'd been stripped down to her underwear by yours truly. Her big eyes staring up at me with her big lips smirking in a seductive, "Cat got your tongue?" smile. Taking in enough of her seductive beauty, I walk back to the bed as she sits up almost like an excited puppy. I thought it was kind of cute, so I chuckled a bit and she scolded me. My face went very serious then as I put my leg on the bed, reached over, and snatched her hair, bringing her face close to mine. Her slight whimpering made me chuckle. "Who's your master, girl?" I asked with a strong dominance in my voice. "You, sir." She replied obediently as I smirked a bit more. "And who's my little toy??" "Me, sir." This made a big smile go across my face. "And WHO are YOU to scold ME??" "No one, sir. I'm sorry." My face got very serious as I pulled her ear to my lips. "Do you think you deserve to be punished for what you did, Mia?" She moaned a very long, high pitched "Yesss Ssssssirr" in my ear, almost as if she were desperate to receive my punishment. I let go of her hair, backed away from the bed, and instructed her to stand in …
b*****rs Bathroom
“Ha, ha. Very funny, Kylie,” Megan deadpanned into the phone. “I’m serious, Megan!” Kylie giggled. “You expect me to believe that the morning after Erica told us that she lost her virginity to her cousin, your dad fucked you and took your cherry? I call bullshit.” “Fine, I’ll prove it.” Megan’s phone chimed, indicating that she’d just received a picture message. When she opened it, she rolled her eyes. The picture was of Kylie, wearing a pink bra and lacy yellow panties, lying on a bed. Since Kylie had taken the picture of herself by using the huge mirror on the ceiling above the bed, Megan knew it was Kylie’s dad’s room – the presence of the mirror there was something their friend Erica liked to joke about constantly. “Nice try, Ky. Just because you’re laying on your dad’s bed in your underwear doesn’t mean anything.” Kylie didn’t say a word, just gave a triumphant hum. Another picture message arrived, and this time Megan’s eyes bugged out. There was Kylie, wearing the same outfit, but this time with her tongue on an impressively-large cock. Before Megan could fully process what she was seeing, the next picture arrived. In it, Kylie had her head on the bed with her ass in the air. The yellow panties were pushed to the side, and her pussy was wrapped around that cock. Megan stared at the picture of her friend being fucked for so long that she forgot she was in the middle of a phone call. When Kylie spoke, it startled her. “This morning we fucked in the living room, but I …
Naked Quidditch Match – pt 7
To: Albus Dumbledore / Headmaster From: Ginny Weasley Re: Lord Voldemort Attach: (100 K) Professor: As we have developed and marketed recent inspirational materials (Moldiemort Robes, and our newest product Mockeries of a Dark Lord due for release in hardcover next month), we have received many threats from Lord Voldemort. While hollow in nature, and really quite trivial, we do believe a potential "retaliation" of Moldie with his unhygenic Death Eaters may disrupt the game. Given the passion we Gryffindors have for our sport and our team, I would like to make a few suggestions as to how to prevent ol' Moldie from causing any problems. A) A prevalent display of Moldiemort robes would cause him much anguish and frustration, possibly throwing him off his game. B) The attached magical slide-show advertising the upcoming book, Mockeries of a Dark Lord, will also cause him much emotional grief. C) Dragon sweeps. We have three on the premise, complete with trained riders. Sweeps of these creatures will disrupt the magical fields and stability needed for the Death Eaters to apparate with structure. Any other defenses you may determine needful would also be welcomed, but the above are easily incorporated and will definitely give Tommy some emotional trauma that should give us an advantage. Best regards, G. Weasley To: Lucius Malfoy From: The Dark Lord of Sith Re: Potter Malfoy, I expect your attendance upon me within the hour. A situation has arisen that requires immediate …
Best Of Both Worlds, Mom And Daughter
This is a story my friend Katie asked me to write for her that she wanted to include her mom. She basically told me to write what I wanted so here it goes. Hope you all enjoy. My name is Kevin and I am a regular thirty two year old guy with a normal, boring life until I got to know my neighbors next door. I had lived in my apartment complex for about a year and half where I knew some of the tenants but mostly I just kept to myself hanging out in my place. A couple months back one of my friends told me that a mom and daughter moved into the building on my floor. I just kind of shrugged it off but I didn't know yet that those two were going to make my life way more interesting. I first met them when I was leaving my apartment and they were walking down the hall returning to theirs. "You must be our neighbor" the mom said who's name was Brandi (Who is in her forties) "This is my daughter Katie" she said (Who was eighteen) as I shook their hands introducing myself. "Is there anything fun to do in the building?" Brandi asked as I grinned "I usually just pick up a twelve pack and hang out at my place. "Well since we don't know really anyone yet maybe tonight if you wanna bring the beer I will make dinner" Brandi said. I figured I didn't have anything else going on and agreed to meet them later. That night I knocked on the door where Katie opened it letting me into the house before heading back to her room. I walked into the kitchen where Brandi was wearing some blue cloths shorts …
Over looking
It was a bright Saturday afternoon I was now moving into my new 2 story house, I had around 6 friends and f****y helping with my moved, Now the clock on the kitchen wall is now showing well pass 11 pm as I made it up to my new bedroom. As I began to look through the little opening in my curtains as I look down onto the house beside me I notice a very nice man taking a piss with his pants just pull pass his cheeks, I then saw him turn right around he was about 6 feet a full stache and look very hairy from what I am saw. I thought to myself this is going to be a very good view every night ! The sun was bright, I then got up to do some yard work around my new place, A gentleman came over and I notice that it was him from last night, He shook my hands and told me his name was Steve Dickson as I began to tell my name is Peter Smith and I was very happy to meet you ! Steve was telling me all about his job as a Construction Foremen that he was working on the new 15,000 seats sports arena that the city was building. I told him that I was a truck driver doing short hauls from cities to cites. The next day Steve brought his Girlfriend Sarah over to meet me. She was pretty looking but I can tell from her she was the Boss in their relationship wow lol ! It was very late again as I look down from my small curtains opening. I was now watching Steve jerking off over the toilet in the bathroom, I could not understand why some one with a women needs to jerk off ! I can now see all the older …
Harolds First Time Part II
Harold was no longer a virgin! But, not even that could prepare him for the question that Jeanne had just asked him. “Do I know what a blowjob is? I am 18 years old and just lost my virginity all I have done for the last 2 years is dream and read about sex. Yes, I know what a blowjob is.” “Good, then I suggest we take a shower so we can see what part a blowjob has in our evening.” This was turning out to be one hell of a first time for Harold and Jeanne was even having a good time. How many girls get the opportunity to teach a guy how to please them sexually and in return teach them everything they will need to know about sex? Truth be told, both of them were in an ideal situation. Both of them were horny as hell, Harold wanted to learn about sex and Jeanne was a really great teacher. How could things get any better? Jeanne led Harold into the bathroom and started running the water to prepare for a shower. As they both entered the shower she could not help but notice that Harold still had an erection. She could hardly believe it, he might not have any control but there was no denying that he had plenty of staying power for at least tonight. He could not stop staring at Jeanne; as far as Harold was concerned he would never see or be with another woman like this one. He did not know how long this would last but he was going to take advantage of every moment. They both stepped into the shower and each took a couple of moments to appreciate the warmth of the water. Harold takes …
Hollywood Mom- Darla and Pop
In a pitch dark room, on a bed with all black sheets and pillows, lay Darla in only a tissue thin, sheer white robe. Her arms were at her sides, her knees raised, feet flat on the bed. A soft padded, leather cuff shackled arm to ankle on both sides. Between her knees, a spacer bar, spreading her comfortably wide. Her head on a pillow and a small pillow beneath her hips, raised her cunt a few inches. The only light in the room came from a soft glow of a Flat Screen monitor on a pedestal, at the very end of the mattress. The picture she see's before her, is a tight zoom of inner thigh and full view of her own cunt. In the room sitting at her side, completely quiet is Sandra. Sandra is, "live in" personal assistant and best friend of 12 years. Her confidant and lover if needed. Darla had bared her soul, shared her secrets and only her direct f****y knew what Sandra knew. Together they had planned for her return home. It took a year to prepare for this "special" return. Under Sandra's guidance, Darla adjusted her lifestyle. Health and diet were the new priority. Her sex life was adjusted to lower the frequency as she had lost the ability to get horny, since sex was almost repeatedly on a daily basis. With the help of a gynecologist and special d**gs, it began to come back. For the last 45 days there had been absolutely no sexual activity allowed. She was even forbidden to masturbate. Sandra was at her side 24/7 and they past 2 weeks had been almost the breaking point. A Sex …
Insert Your Girlfriends Name Here
How can I describe you, So everyone understands? Your slender body, Your gentle words, More than a goddess, Who should belong to any woman or man, Should have only her consort, By her side, The appearance of your body, Different to everyone, But to me, You are perfect, I give myself to you, And I kiss your hands, I love you for all of your being, Your heart, Your mind, Your soul, What attracts me to you, Doesn't attract others, Two souls made to be together, But not finding the path easily, But we found each other, Love through a hopeless place, And now in a serene garden, Hope, Happiness, Love, Together.
My 8th time as HotWife
My 8th time as a Hotwife. Ok, I know I skipped number 7. Number 7 was a dud. As many know, sometimes there is just sex so bad you don’t even need to talk about it. I can’t share too much about myself personally as I really don’t want people close to me to know about my lifestyle, but this story is about a trip I took. A few years back I worked as an adviser to a company who had a very large network of sales reps. They support equipment which are used in ER’s in hospitals and meet with the hospitals staff monthly. While as an adviser I became good friends with many of the reps. This Company also had two or three tradeshows a year for the product they sold, as well as looking at what other companies provided. I was invited by the VP of sales to attend this trade show in Long Beach California. The tradeshow last from Tuesday through Thursday. They had booked me a room and arranged for all my travel, I would fly in on Monday and out on Friday. I have traveled a lot, but never had been to a tradeshow. When I got to LAX there was a driver waiting for me. I was very surprised that they had someone pick me up, I had just planned on taking a cab. Once I was at the hotel I was again surprised when they had booked me a suite. They were treating me first class. My first night there was very busy. They had a cocktail hour were a lot CEO’s, Presidents, and managers attended. I had lucked out as I had put on my black dress with my heels. So I think I looked like a million, no, 20 million …
Foster Family Chapters 3 and 4
Hey guys, here's the next part. Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated 🙂 ________________________________________________________ So the characters so far are: Sean – 14 – Foster child of Alec and Mara, twin brother of Kyle. Discovered masturbation and taught Kyle Kyle – 14 – Foster child of Alec and Mara, twin brother of Sean. Was shown how to masturbate by Sean Alec – 30 – Husband of Mara, foster father of Sean and Kyle. Heard Sean teaching Kyle to masturbate Mara – 28 – Wife of Alec, foster father of Sean and Kyle. Fostered the boys after trying many times, and failing. ________________________________________________________ Chapter 3 Alec was incredibly turned on. The boys were discovering themselves and he decided he had to get in on the action somehow…but not yet. He had to bide his time, for quite a while it seemed. He would wait till they were adopted before he tried. That night when Mara got home from her shift at the hospital, Alec just about pounced on her. “Whoa honey! What’s gotten into you?” Mara asked as Alec kissed down her neck “I’m just really hot for you right now babe” Alec started undoing her jacket quickly. Not in the mood for foreplay, he quickly stripped her naked and pushed her down onto the bed. Quickly shucking his robe, he climbed on top of her, feeling her firm breasts against his own chest. He was wildly making out with her, running his hands along her body, focusing on her breasts. Knowing what Mara liked, Alec lightly lifted …