I always have to wait for you. Every time, you are late. You're always sorry, but still you're never on time… and I always have to wait. My pussy grows impatient for you. An intense, painful physical longing I had never experienced until I met you. The rush of too much blood to my sex all at once, just at the thought of you. It brings an ache that only you can soothe. The ache gets worse as I put on my stockings. I love to be sexy for you and my clit throbs as I look in the mirror. The soft white flesh of my thighs and that hot sweet spot nestled between them, moist and bare and knickerless, is outlined in stark contrast by the black lines of my suspenders, and the black lace stocking tops. My heart beats harder and the wetness builds inside. It feels molten as it starts to seep out and make my pussy lips so slick and ready for you. My phone beeps with a text message. You’re going to be a little while longer yet. I sigh, and reach for the ruby red nail polish in my make-up bag. I should have enough time to paint my fingernails and let them dry before you get here. As I paint each one with careful strokes, I think about what my hands will soon be doing. Touching you. Teasing you. Playing with you. I shiver with anticipation and the tension in my swollen pussy builds further. I want you so bad. It’s been weeks. I can’t wait much longer. I continue painting my nails with a second coat. My movements are slow and deliberate, just like my hands are going to be when I finally …
Our Game, Our Love 9
Kaylen fluttered her eyes open to be met with Aly's dark grey ones. "Wanna get up?" Aly asked. "Ugh….. I guess." Kaylen sat up and stretched, feeling Alyse staring at her. "So….. I'm pretty sure it's like 4:00am, but who cares?" Aly quietly said. "What?! Alyse!" Kaylen exclaimed. She jumped over the large couch and hit Aly with a pillow. Aly threw the big comforter at Kaylen, starting a pillow/comforter/blanket fight. "Ow! Kaylen. Haha" Aly's voice was muffled by the pillow on her head. "What the fuck?! It's not even 6am! I hate you." Kaylen laughed. "I understand the hate part. But….. I can't breathe." Aly chuckled. Kaylen jumped off of Aly and let her catch her breath. "Damn. Oh, you have a text message." Aly said. Kaylen reached behind the couch, grabbed her phone and plopped back in her spot. There was a message from Nicole, who was currently in Malaysia. "It's from Nicole. She's at her hotel. Look." Kaylen said. She pointed her phone at Aly's face, letting her see the picture of the fancy hotel room. "Hmm. Cool." Alyse had two chihuahuas and they jumped onto the couch with them. "Since we have like, two hours before we have to be up, wanna go get food?" Aly announced. "Hell yeah." Kaylen agreed. They ran up the basement stairs, going into the dark kitchen. Kaylen stepped on a dog toy, making it squeak loudly. "Are you serious?!" Kaylen whispered. Aly laughed and opened the cabinets, in a frantic search of food, and pulled out waffles. "Our favorite." Aly whispered. …
Why dont boys like me? 2
Im pregnant? I couldn’t believe it. I was so sure it would never happen, especially after my first time. I called Nathan. It rang for a few minutes with no answer. I wasn’t sure if I could call Oliver because he was still pretty mad at me. I started crying. What do I do? Do I keep it? Abort it? Put it up for adoption? I spent a few minutes thinking. It wouldn’t affect me too much, only my reputation. But Nathan, he would be so screwed. He couldn’t have a kid. I finally sucked it up and called Oliver. It rang, and rang, and rang. No answer. I left a message. “Hey, it’s me. Im in big trouble and I need help. I need you to call me back when you get this. I’m sorry Ollie.” I was hoping he would call me back immediately, and that he had his phone and was ignoring my call. I looked at the time. 4:30. He was at work, and I don’t know what Nathan was doing. I just sat and started to think about my situation more when finally, my phone rang. “Ollie?” I said hopefully. “What do you want? What kind of trouble are you in?” He was trying to be an ass but he couldn’t help but be nice. “I don’t want anyone to hear, so I’ll tell you over dinner? Maybe we can go to Shake Hut?” I said holding back my tears. Silence. A deafening silence. “Umm ok. I get off in about an hour. Ill go right there.” He finally responded. “Thank you.” I said. I then hung up and headed into the shower. After a shower, I still had time to kill. I walked back to the convenience store and bought another test. I used the …
Blizzard
She was so young. So innocent. So naïve. So trusting. And so sound asleep in the bed. The bed, not mine, not hers, not ours. I sat beside the soft lined form under the thick blanket and wondered how our lives had come to this nexus. Her lying on her side, sleeping the slumber of the blameless, unburdened by shame, guilt or the knowledge of life that comes with adulthood. Comfortable in her safety, eyelids fluttering over dreamscapes, lips upturned in a slight smile. Me? Sitting in a chair watching her. I'm not so young, so innocent or naïve and I couldn't sleep. Not on or in that bed, the only one available to us. I tried, I asked, I almost pleaded for separate rooms, then separate beds but the disheveled unkempt clerk of the disheveled unkempt motel only leered at her, winked at me and offered me 'the only room we have left.' We were trapped in a blizzard, 300 miles from where we started our journey, 240 from the end. If she weren't with me I would have pushed on into the storm, I would have relished the challenge of driving my all wheel drive through the drifts. But I wasn't alone and even worse, my body knew I wasn't alone. I was having a severe hormonal reaction to the girl sleeping just inches from where I sat. She was my best friends sister, she was my own sister's BFF. We grew up across the street from each other in a small Minnesota town. Refreshing, rural, small town values guided our lives, our past. But what was running through my mind was not rural values. Racine …
Gas Station Whore…
After learning that this vixen slut, with no regard for her pussy hangs out at this gas station bathroom, I've been going every few days since… to no avail… Until yesterday. I walked in to find a line. The burly fuck was just finishing with her. He grunted and looked awkward pulling up his unbelted pants. But we all saw the load drip out of her as she balanced herself between the two sinks. She was completely naked. Next business guy walked up, threw his tie over his shoulder and went in for her cunt. He squatted as he ate her dripping pussy. He stood up and unzipped his fly. Completely clothed he started pumping her… grabbing her tits and slapping at them. He pinched here and there and she moaned like a whore. Her focus was on the cock pumping her. When he was close, he tried to pull out, she insisted he cum inside her… he barely got it back in her and as he started to cum across her stomach… He withdrew to find the next man, lapping at her stomach and eating his cum The next guy was easily 60 years old, which looked awesome as he pumped this 30 something. He had a very long cock, not thick, but his strokes pulled him way back and he thrusted each cock pump into her… her 42D tits flopped as he started to grunt. The next one in line was rubbing her clit and she came hard. The old fuck couldn't hold out any more when she cum squeezed his cock. He put all 10 inches into her when he came… she screamed like she had been impaled. THe next in line started licking her …
Chapter 4 Another good night with our wives
Chapter 4: Another fun and wild experience with our wives. The night began with a little gambling at the casino and a little extracurricular activity afterwards. All of us come back to the hotel room for the evening a little wasted but still horny and ready to pleasure one another. Tammy and Kay had looked good in there little cock tail dresses, Tammy's big tits looked as big as ever, that dress made them look like d's instead of her natural c's . Kay's dress was skin tight to her little slender body and that open front dress plunged almost to her belly button was sexy as hell. I was excited to eat her pussy for the first since I knew Dale couldn't wait to have Tammy's again. No sooner than we got in the room the women were thrown on the bed and we were on top of them kissing and undressing them. Not long after I began eating Tammy's sweet little pussy , Dale was wanting to switch which I was ready to taste Kay anyhow. I moved right over and begin to kiss Kay trying to give her a little taste of Tammy's juices from there I worked my way down her body to eat her pussy. Kay's pussy was not as wet but very sweet with a nice big clit. Dale went right to eating Tammy, he worked a couple fingers in her pussy and took them to Kay's mouth for the taste of Tammy's nectar. It was thick enough and was stringy which appeared to be driving Kay wild sucking on Dale's fingers. Meanwhile as I was licking Kay she had done reached over and was rubbing Tammy's tits. I was rubbing her clit with …
Almost Twin Obsessions Part 1
I jumped onto my older step-brother's back and told him that I was too tired to walk home. He laughed and before he could speak, I was being pulled of his back. I was too surprised to react though. I wiggled in my attacker's hands just enough to catch the glimpse of the smirk on my step-brother's best friend. "James! Put me down!" I whined. He laughed his deep laugh, the same as his friend. He put me down and asked Jake what we were doing today. I watched and barely listened as they decided, I walked behind them until we were at our house. James had been living with us for the past five months. He was a part of the family now. I pushed past them to run into the house to get a fresh cookie my mom always made, before the boys demolished them all. I giggled as I ran up to my room and jumped on my bed. Settling down I thought for a minute. I wondered what we were going to do today and the rest of the long weekend. It was a holiday and also my parent's anniversary, so they were going away for the weekend. We would be alone for four days. Something we had done before, so it wasn't too big of a deal. I headed to my mom's room, cookie half in my mouth. I flopped down on her bed as she packed her bag, I watched as she put jeans and a sweat shirt in, then a dress and heels. Taking another bite of my cookie I stared at the ceiling. She sighed, and then spoke, "Darling, I'm done packing. Could you bring this bag to the car while I grab my purse and make up?" "Sure thing mom," I …
My college fantasy come true part 1
It all started with a bet. One made teasingly by my best friend. Of course she never thought I would ever take her up on her bet as I am such a shy good girl. When she said I bet you to kiss him, I would say fuck him, but I know you would never do that. I blushed and looked away. I wasn’t embarrassed but afraid she knew how much I secretly yearned for him and could barely keep my mind on what I was learning. She went on stating I had until the end of the semester to get it done. I immediately protested stating that was only days away and he is a professor, highly doubtful he fraternizes with his students. She just laughed and ensured that there was no way I was going to win any way, professor or not. I hadn’t realized she knew I liked him however perhaps it had to do with my failure in his class. I am a very studious student and have held a 4.0 since damn near kindergarten but not in this class. It’s the class I am always asking for notes in as for some reason I never seem to write anything down during the lecture. How could I when I am too busy staring at his sensuous mouth imaging it upon my skin trailing kisses down my neck to devour my breasts and then moving down my stomach to feast upon my pussy. Fantasizing his strong hard body on top of mine, his intense gaze looking into my eyes as he slowly thrusts his cock deep inside me as he repeats my name over and over again… It was at that moment that I realized he was actually calling my name and for the past 10 minutes I …
Pops, I think she is pregnant
How does one start with, opps I think I got her pregnant……well it turns out that I might have got my mistress pregnant. It all starts with my drought and sex, plus the wife going thru her womanhood stuff. I got bored on night at work, and tapped on my phone for apps to keep me sane. Checking out tagged.com, I came across one that caught my eye. Jenn Latino Asian and sexy as hell, and soon we met. The first time was just us talking, and that's all I was expecting from this new friendship. The next two dates were led to me massaging her bare ass naked, and she massaging my back. Each time we met afterwards she was naked, and I slowly undressed each clothing intill I was naked with her. As this first day of us both naked, I stared at her sexy 5'1" 110lb long black hair and eyes, her soft sexy tanned skinned body with a very nice shaved pussy. One of the things that turned me on with her, is her small sexy feet. She let me massage them and suck on her toes, which led to her fingering her pussy each time. On this specific meetup, my cock was hard and needing to fuck her pussy. See sex with her took time to build up, first it was massages, then food play into oral, and then oral sex. She blew me like a pro, and I licked her world. So I met her, and we got dinner to go. Once inside her place, clothes offand dinner started. We eat and chilled, before long Jenn went to grab a shower. I followed in shortly, walking up to grab her ass, then my hands on her perky boobs. We kissed, …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 65: Celebrity Sex
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-64”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Not many people know this, but most movies are not shot in Hollywood. Some are filmed in different locations across the United States, but many are shot right here in Canada. The cost is usually cheaper and Canadians are hardworking (at least some of us are, lol). While Hollywood North usually refers to Toronto and Vancouver, quite a few blockbusters were filmed in Montreal. Here are a few you may have heard of: X-Men: Days of Future Past, 300 and Journey to the Center of the Earth. Because of this, it is possible to come across a famous celebrity while simply strolling the streets of Montreal. I had heard of this happening, but no matter how much I …
Wicked Ties
It was official. She was going to kill Steven. What kind of an editor would send a journalist to cover a story as vapid as this one? Laura smirked to herself, disillusioned. The headline, “Derek Vega – God of Sex, Prophet of Rock” was downright top notch for Glitterati, the turd of a tabloid she worked for. Beggars couldn’t be choosers, she reminded herself. It was a miracle that she’d even gotten the job. A 25- year old community college graduate with no previous work experience truly was the beggar of the capitalist world. After the death of her parents, she’d been formed to say goodbye to dreams of serious, journalism in exchange for being able to provide for her brother. Interning for a major mazing wasn’t an option to those who needed to find 17- year old stoners. It was because of this, that Laura Bale found herself waiting in line to see The Immortals play their first major New York gig. At an underground club like The Black Death though, the music simply served as an excuse for finding a hot body to grind up against. She looked down at herself once more, cursing Steven to yet again for sending her on a job that made her feel like Nemo on dry land. Or Shamu, she thought, as she stared at the anorexic skanks lined up ahead of her. She was dressed in a black pencil skirt and a white, ruffled shirt, completely work- appropriate and reporter chic. She looked cute, at least by her own standards. Only cute wasn’t going to get her by in a place that catered only for women …
Street Lights – 2
I'm wondering aimlessly down the hall with my messenger bag hanging off my left shoulder. I'd go look for Brad, but that's a lot of work. I'll see him later in study hall. Maybe. I might hit him up on BBM. I mean, it was just a blow job! If you put a pack of meat in front of a dog, I'm pretty sure he'll eat it, so by that logic he offered me a cock and I swallowed it! Big deal. I guess. Doesn't matter. While I was lost in my own thoughts making my way to the next stair case going back to the main building to get to my locker, I run into Bobby Mac creeping out of the boy's bathroom. He's pale, but it's a good pale. Have you ever seen the Faculty?? His sister looks just like the girl that turned out to be the alien and he looks like the boy version. Accent and all. It's kind of hot actually, but keep that on the down low! ;D “Hey Bobby Mac, almost didn't see you there broskii!” He smiles and starts walking with me. I guess he's ditching too. Great minds think alike! “Link, you smell like balls. You been whoring around?” He's joking, right? No fooling this guy. “Yeah, something like that. Going to my locker now to grab another shirt and some spray for PE.” I wink at him. “Hoe. Too bad it wasn't me, dammit Link..” We both laugh and hit the stairs and onward to my locker before he goes back to class. Lame! Oh well, the bell rings in a few minutes. I drop the keys off at the front desk before I head to PE next, which flies by quickly. Then I have history with Bobby Mac and Stacy. …
The Movie Theater
This is a description of our recent real life experience. Kristen and I decided to take some time for ourselves. We decided to go to a late afternoon movie to be followed by a romantic dinner. Kristen went off to get ready for our date, while I looked for a movie that would fit our timetable. I yelled upstairs to Kristen, and told her that I had found a new movie, Fifty Shades of Gray, that started at 4:50 and got out at 7:00 in time for our dinner reservation. Kristen told me she’d be ready in a few minutes. When she came down she looked fantastic as usual. She wore a black skirt with a slit up to mid thigh, a cream colored, silk, v-neck blouse, and short, darker blue jacket. We left for the theater and got there a couple of minutes late. We got our tickets and went to find our theater. As we entered, the movie had already started and the theater was really dark. We moved slowly down about four rows and entered the row on the left pretty much feeling our way since our eyes had not yet adjusted to the sudden darkness. Kristen moved in past several seats and then stumbled as she walked and fell into another movie goer. She apologized and sat down in the next seat. As our eyes adjusted to the darkness we saw that the theater was almost empty. There were about four or five scattered couples sitting closer to the screen in addition to the guy that Kristen had stumbled onto. She whispered to me, “Can you believe I picked the only row around with anyone sitting in it, and just …
Hollywood
It kind of started going wrong for Annette when Alfredo yanked down his shorts and revealed shaved balls. Chests she understood. Armpits even. All the local men were hairless, deep bronze and lithe; all six packs and sleek muscle. That she understood. But the balls thing. Yeesh. With a soft creak of raffia, Annette shifted in the “Emmanuelle” chair. Ironically, it really was not that comfortable on a bare bottom. A Mediterranean breeze rolled across the hotel’s private terrace, kissing her nipples taut. Alfredo posed in the sun, naked but for mirror shades; his thick, lacily veined member rigid as a tree trunk and entirely brown. Just like his ass. He must have been swimming butt-naked in the lagoons even before he could walk. Despite the Hollywood balls, and the dumbass aviators, Annette’s mouth watered. He squeezed his jewels in one meaty fist. “You like,” he rumbled. All things considered, she supposed she did. She hooked her leg over the arm of the chair, lifted her husband’s smartphone, and started filming. # “Good girl!” Gregor licked his lips at the screen later that afternoon, sitting in the same chair on the terrace. Tinny gasps and moans filled the silence between them and, on the little screen, the back of Alfredo’s brillo-pad head nuzzled between Annette’s spread thighs. She was pretty pleased how the video turned out. It wasn’t up to Gregor's multi-Oscar winning standards but the light was astonishing and she was still quite buff from filming Supergirl . …
Mountain Meat 1
Mountain #2 Christa lay still in the afterglow of Ralph's great fuck. Her womb still tingled with sensation as his cum load felt like a cork inside it. Alice knew exactly what she was experiencing and with it coming under these intensely taboo circumstances, it had to be delicious. She spoke saying, “Stuck. That's where you are. You know nothing is going to stop you from having more him, even if it's so wrong. Yes, I'm right there and Todd is mine. Life might change things but he can always “cum” at home”. Christa asked, “how did you start”? “With my husband Joey”, she replied then went into a long story saying “The twins aren't his. I got them entertaining a friend of his. Joe was old when I met him and getting a hard cock was long past his ability. He was a very nice man with a useless cock which he told me about from the start. Our first time, I played a very naughty girl for him. I flashed, stripped, masturbated, toyed myself, even pissed for him and he loved it all. I sucked his useless cock until he dribbled, small thin drops as a cum shot. He asked me to marry him and I did. Forever boosting his sex life, I fucked around to bring him “cream-pies”. That advanced to his watching me fuck them at hotels. Finally it came to his selecting them and bringing them home to fuck me. “Irish Pat” came home with him one evening. He was a Big, bald, red bearded Irishman. He really put on a good show fucking me and overall we became fuck buddies. He could come at any hour to “cum” …
A little Fun for both of us
A couple weeks after I got back from my trip I was working late on Friday night. I was sitting there working when the phone rang, when I answered it,it was my wife. She had called to see what time I would be home, I told her I wasn't sure and she asked if I minded if she went out with cindy for awhile. I told her no go ahead and have a good time but told her not to get too nasty. She laughed and said why not, then said she wouldn't she would wait till I was around so I could show off for the two of them. We talked about having fun and she started telling me what she would like me to do for them. As we talked I could tell she was playing with herself and asked if she was having fun. She said just a little, I asked what she was up too and she said she was just laying on the bed playing for the neighbor boy. I asked her if he was in the house with her and she said no she moved the bed around and said he can see right in here from his tree house now. I told her she was nasty and she laughed and said I know but its so much fun, then said its too bad you aren't here too. I asked her why and she said we could give him a nice show or if I wanted I could sit and watch the show too. She laid there playing tell me all about it and I told her she was driving me nuts and told her she wasn't fair. She asked why and I told her because I was stuck at work. She said awe then said just take it out and play with her, I told her I didn't think that was a good idea and she asked why not then …
Scene Six, home for the summer
When I arrived at my home, a small town in Southern Maryland, I was coolly greeted by my parents. I’m sure they were hoping I would stay at school and not bother them. While they never have said that they disapprove of my feminine ways and life style, it was painfully obvious to me that they did. Never the less, I was home and back in my old room. While in high school I was always the odd guy. No real friends to speak of. A virgin when I left to go to the Boarding School. Most call it college but my parents, who were born in England, prefer to call it Boarding School. Several days later I decided to go watch a Little League Baseball game that the neighbor boy was playing in. I sat in the bleachers and soon was enjoying the first inning of the game. Then it happened. My high school gym teacher, Mr. Evans, spotted me and decided to sit next to me. “Hey Timmy welcome home. I understand you finished your freshmen year at college. It is good to see you didn’t gain the infamous freshmen twenty pounds.” “Hi Mr. Evans, thank you, no I’m still as skinny as ever,” I responded. “I like skinny,” Mr. Evans said, “But now that you are a man please call me Bill.” He then winked at me and flashed a big smile. Okay, I’m not dumb anymore. I know when a guy is hitting on me so I smiled back and said, “Bill I’m glad you like skinny because I am skinny all over.” Bill smiled and suggested that after the game I come over to his home so he could see just how skinny I was. I told him I would be …
Should I buy a strapon? ( 3some, MMF, bi-male)
I hadn't been fucked, yet, but I had cum twice. Once when my husband James finger fucked me as his friend Don kissed me and caressed my tits and secondly when Don nestled his deliciously thick and wonderfully hard cock in the cleft of my bum as he rubbed my clit and James sucked my tits. James and I have been married for just over twelve years; we have no c***dren by choice. It is not a typical marriage, but then it is not an open one; perhaps slightly ajar might be the most apt description. Both of us occasionally slip through the open door to play away from home, but we never discuss what happens the other side of the door or ask questions. We both know that the other knows, but we never mention anything. Like many men James has a big thing for seeing two women together. He has badgered me for years to allow another woman into our bed so he could watch us have sex and presumably then fuck her as well. It's not the latter, him fucking another woman as I watch that's my issue, it's me being fucked by her that causes me a problem; I am just not into other women. James has a good body. He's quite good looking, just over six feet and weighs around one hundred and eighty pounds with no spare flab at all; he works out regularly and plays tennis a couple of times a week. I'm five feet four with short, natural blonde hair although I do let that grow now and then. I am told I am 'pretty tasty.' I have a slim body, with small B cup tits, nice legs and what I have been told is my …
The Academy 10
"Faster bitch," Jordan encouraged her long time fuck buddy Conor as he pounded away at her pussy. He grunted and picked up the pace. Against Jordan's willpower, she let out a moan, the little twerp had a nice dick. "Hey! Pick it up down there," Jordan called to the boy under her, she felt his big dick begin to fuck her ass more vigorously. She was in her third period class, and she was surrounded by five boys as they attempted to get their turn with her. Jordan loved pleasuring multiple boys at once, it gave her such a rush. She let out a laugh of pleasure as Conor hit her g-spot. Mrs. Rose walked into the room. She enjoyed stopping by classes on her off hours. She greeted Mrs. Duncan and continued to help some of the students with their activities. She eventually walked over to Jordan's group. "Good Afternoon Jordan," Mrs. Rose said with a nod. "Hey Mrs. Rose," Jordan said panting, trying to control her situation. "God I am horny," Mrs. Rose slapped her hands together with a smile. "May I ma'am?" Jasper sat cooly on a desk, just his sexy voice alone was enough to make a girl wet. "Why yes you may." She smiles at the cunning boy, impressed with his straight forwardness. Jordan, barely aware that she was getting double penetrated anymore, sat in envy as she watched the sexy Jasper slowly walk up to Mrs. Rose. Rose looked at him, not making any moves. She matched his height, which was odd for Jasper, but he didn't let himself get intimidated. He unbuttoned her shit and slid …
Terrys pleasure
As Terry sat in his room watching a porn movie he had his hard cock in his hand rubbing it slowly, he watched the guys huge cock slip in and out of the women’s pussy making her moan, he lay on the bed rubbing his long thick cock closing his eyes, all he could hear was the moaning of the women on the film, his cock started to throb, as normal Terry knew he was about to cum, with a few more rubs, huge streams of thick cum shot from his cock into the air and onto his naked body, laying there breathing heavily Terry cleaned himself up and went and had a shower. Terry was living at home with his younger s****r and step mum, Sally his s****r was 16 and Terry was 19 their step mum Carole had bought them up since Terry was 7 after their dad left them, for another women. Carole was working as a personal assistant for a huge company in the city, looking after Sally for a few hours each evening, Sally and Terry where very close, Sally always looked up to Terry and came to him for everything, as Terry came out of the shower Sally walked upstairs, as she had just come in from School, she had always called Terry “Tezzy” this always made him smile. Terry was getting ready to go out with Annabel they had been seeing each other for a while and Terry’s mum and s****r really liked her. Annabel was coming to the house so they could spend some time together in his room, the doorbell rang and Terry answered the door, there stood Annabel she was really beautiful, long black hair with emerald green …
The Virgin
I met Eddie at a party. He is the son of a friend of one of my sons. Eddie is tall and skinny with buzzed hair. He was 18 years old at the time. He seemed attracted to me right from the start and I didn't mind that at all so I paid him some extra attention. He hung around me all day. Before I left I gave him my phone number with the excuse that I needed some yard work done at my house. He did call and came over. I gave him work to do to help my husband. Eddie came to me one day and informed me that he had just turned 18. I was pretty sure he did that for a reason. We got pretty close and even played around a little while he worked by spraying him with water or wiping mud on him. Then he started playing back and soon we were touching in a more intimate way. One day we were in the house having lunch after working in the garden. Eddie said to me " Jenn you are really a beautiful woman for your age. I would never guess you were 60." I think I blushed but was very flattered and thought right away that this may be heading in a direction that would be very appealing to me. Hopefully for him too. I got up to put our dishes in the sink when Eddie stopped me by putting his hand on my stomach. I stopped waiting for the next move. He pulled me to him. He was so tall I was practically eye to eye with him as he sat. He pulled me close our lips meeting. I melted as we kissed passionately. Wow he kissed pretty good. His hands slid down to my ass. He massaged my ass cheeks then slid his …
Gloryhole Diversion
I went to an adult bookstore to rent a movie to watch cause my wife was going out again. Cheating bitch. In the bookstore I had seen the back area where the video booths were. The clerk asked me if I ever went back and I told him no, I had not. He gave me five dollars in free tokens and told me to go check it out, but suggested that the middle booths were best as the best movies were there. I thanked him and went back. Over twenty booths were there and most were occupied. I could tell by the red light above the door. I did find one center booth unoccupied and went in. It was dark but just enough light. I sat in the chair, put half the tokens in and let the movie run. It was a oral sex fest. I dropped my pants and started to stroke my average sized cock. It was not long before I heard the movies in the booths on both sides of mine and glancing, I noticed, on both sides, largish holes in the wall, just at crotch height. Leaning to my right I glanced in the hole and noticed an man stroking a long 7-incher. Seeing me, he stood and moved to the wall. I thought he was giving me a good look, but he slid it in the hole. This was a pivotal moment in my life. Had I not responded, I would have lived out my life as a normal guy. But I leaned forward and with no forethought, slid it in my mouth. Now I had broken a barrier and was sucking on another man’s cock. I loved it! I just did to him what I enjoyed being done to me. I focused on the underside below the head, tried to get it all in …
Train Three Sexy Slaves #9: Aishas Lesson
Aisha and I in one bedroom while Ai and Alex are in the second for some sexy stereo chamber music After Aisha tells us three her earliest erotic experiences and the rest of her sexual history I take Aisha to bed with me where we lay down as spoons with her beautiful bottom warming my wooden manhood Alex and Ai are together in the other bedroom where we watch them on my big screen by my two cameras Alex is less shy than Ai and takes the initiative teasing and tasting her firm tits and hard nipples Aisha discovers she loves to be a voyeur and she is easily turned on by it and my hand caressing her Aisha has hot full boobs between B and C-cup size and her nipples harden between my index and thumb Aisha shivers slightly as my hand slowly dwells down her stomach and belly towards her blond fat twat Aisha's snatch is already wet when I slide my index along her love lips from her clit down her slit!Aisha and Ai both squirt a bit in their perfect pussy harmony and sexy simultaneous orgasms! Ai is still a virgin so Alex knows she is not at all allowed to finger inside that tasty twat yet Ai and Alex know from their turns of a night in my bed I can see everything on my closed circuit Alex decides to lick that pretty pussy to wet that twat and longs to make Ai come hard in her face Alex prefers to be dominated herself rather but she understands unexperienced Ai is even more shy Alex cunningly counts that Ai will simply return the favour once she gets wet and hot in an orgasm Aisha is …
Kristens Hidden Fetish
I woke up in a dark room; I couldn't see a thing. I tried to get up but I couldn't. My hands were both strapped very tightly to some unseen object above my head. I realized then why I was so cold – I was completely naked. I was attempting to puzzle through this situation when a door on the far end of the room opened. Light flooded the room, making my eyes sting. As the room became illuminated, I could see there were other people in the room, also handcuffed to bars on the ceiling. I took a better look at the newcomer. They were a girl, about 5 and a half feet tall. She was wearing very tight jeans and had only a sports bra on. She stopped in the middle of the room, looking me in the eyes. "You're probably wondering why you're here," she said. I nodded. "Well," she began, "I enjoy sex very much, you see. So I've taken the time to capture you and bring you here to be my personal sex slaves. My name is Kristen, but I expect each of you to refer to me as 'Mistress', or I will punish you accordingly. You are required to serve me for a period of 1 year, after which it is your choice to stay or not. And don't even think of escaping – we're on an island, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Now," speaking as she went to unlock our handcuffs. "I'll show the three of you to your room." I looked at the other two prisoners. Both were girls. "Room, singular?" I questioned. "M-mistress?" Kristen laughed, light and full of genuine humor. "Yes, you are not going to have separate rooms. …
Presence
The light your presence made pulls away from my heart, lingering inside and swelling for years, the spaces between promises growing like rings loosening from our fingers. This ghost knows me well, so please do not reach for me anymore, the trails I've made are not yours, your steps only make tremors when walking along darkened roads. In the distance there are still glimpses at the edges, a code that we may have written here, taps along skin and pages entirely inked, someone I reached for when hands and lips were shelter. When the room was perfumed with your body, the yearning that would pull me to your naked form, blooming and enfolding as if you would never let me go, as if I could see the way your eyes do. The love your presence made recedes from my blood, echoes and swells beneath my skin for years, the spaces between who we are and what we want akin to a flame torching any mementos we shared. This ghost knows me well, so never reach for me again, the trail I carve now belongs to no one, your steps only ripple along the dark roads that have become my home. In the distance there will always remain glimpses, flashes of memory's specific codes written, taps along our windows and bare skin, someone I reached for when eyes and vows were shelter. When the room was perfumed with love made, the embraces that pulled you to my longing body, blooming and enfolding as if we could never part, as if I could mimic the way your heart beat against mine.