I don’t know why I didn’t just leave. Normally I don’t like being told what to do, and I certainly don’t like being pushed around, but for some reason I decided to make a one-time exception. I let go of the door handle and went back to the bedroom. He came back from the bathroom, naked, his dick already starting to get hard again. “Get undressed,” he said, turning down the light as low as it would go. I did as I was told. I stripped, dropping my clothes in a heap on the floor, and climbed back onto the bed, face down with my ass in the air. “That’s good,” he said. “Stay there.” After a minute or two there was a knock on the door. “Come on in,” he called. I heard the door open and then some voices. Two guys. No, three. “In here,” he called out. To me he said, “Don’t turn around, just stay where you are.” I heard them come into the room. “Whoa, nice ass,” one said. “I could fuck that,” said another. I heard the sounds of shoes being kicked off, coats being slipped out of, zippers opening. “Condoms,” I said. “Don’t worry,” he said. “We’re not stupid.” Out of the corner of my eye I saw him opening a drawer, taking out a fistful of condom packets. Next thing I felt a hand smack my ass, not too hard but enough I knew to raise a red spot. Another hand slapped me, on the other butt cheek, and my cock twitched. “He likes it,” one voice said. “Hand me the lube.” I felt a coolness in my ass crack; someone had dripped lube on me. Next I felt a hand rubbing it around my hole, and then a …
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 …
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Submissive Jennifer
Chapter one I love erotic stories. Context is a real turn on for me: the build up before the sex scene. Above all, I fancy situation where women are dominated. There is a thin line between domination and rape, and even though I like the first kind, I despite the latter. Even if the female character is reluctant, in the end she must like what her man tell her to do and do to her. The first time I read kinkyslut – I know, there is a lack of imagination in this pseudonym – I was hooked; maybe because of the few personal lines at the beginning, even if it was probably false. She described herself as a strong and independent woman: always the dominant one in her relationships. She might be ashamed of it but the truth was her dream of being totally dominated. And her stories were always about her fantasy. Her stories were the only one I read with the woman point of view. The style was impeccable, without contest better than mine. After a while, I believed I had learnt what submissive woman wanted, and I wanted to try this kind of symbiotic relationship in my life. But I could not. I was on my last year of study and I could not afford a personal scandal, jeopardizing my entire career. I had a lot on my mind with my exams and my search for an internship. Most of all, I was afraid to freak out the girl. I did what I had to do: I force myself to move on and forget this fantasy. I dated a little, without any thrill on my part, and by the end of the year I was resigned to satisfy …
My new master
I met this around 40year old guy yeasterday whos like some medical doctor. He has so freaking wide / thick cock. Barely can fit into my mouth… I was pretty d***k when i decided to go hes place since he said hes paying the taxi. So i went. I got into hes place. I've made myself clear that i dont want blowjobs, i dont want to fuck. Im full bottom. I dont kiss aswell, since im closet Bi. We sit there and drinked some alcohol. Then he just commanded '' take off ur shirt… '' I was kinda scared for bit since it was powerfull demand type of voice. but I liked it… I took my shirt off he looked my body and said thats really thick body you got, you've trained. I smiled and replied yeaaa 🙂 Then he came to me and started just pull my pants down and my normal size resting penis slipped out from underwear and he just looked and said '' Your a tiny one arent you. '' I was kinda offended and horny the same time. I just said '' Yeaa well atleast we have yours to fill me. i didnt know until that moment when he took hes pants off that he has so fcking gigantic cock compared to me… diameter was the hugest i've seen. Otherwise hes cock was like 15cm long about… But when i saw it i shouted '' Holy shit… Does that even fit in me '' * i'll make it fit, you slut. He dropped pillow to floor and said get on your knees. I agreed and went to my knees started to suck hes cock which already had some pre cum ontop. I slurped it off and said yammy. I worked hes cock around 3 minutes on my own …
What Have I Done
Even though it had been quite some time ago, I can still remember that morning when I slowly opened my eyes and saw a beautiful girl sleeping beside me. Her long dark hair formed the perfect frame for her soft pale skin. Sometime during the night, a few stray strands had fallen down over her pretty face and were now partially covering her lovely eyes. Very carefully I reached over and gently brushed the curls aside, taking care not to wake her. I noticed that she slept with her mouth partially open, which meant that her pearly white teeth were framed by her full luscious lips, lips that I had loved kissing just a few hours earlier. Even though she was sound asleep, the corners of her lips seemed to curl up in a slight smile, as if she was remembering some happy memory. Was I a part of that memory? Her soft juicy nipples that sat atop her large breasts like a cowboy riding a horse on a lazy Sunday afternoon were slowly raising and falling in perfect rhythm with her breathing. As I lay there watching them, I realized just how lucky I was to have her. Unable to take my eyes off her as she lay there so relaxed, brought back memories of the first time we were together. I still remember our relationship back then before she left the house. We never had a brother-sister like relationship. Thinking back, I realized that we never used to talk much. She is my step sister so you can understand why we had such weird relationship. She was busy in her world and me in mine. She is eight …
How I got a serious onepiece swimsuit fetish pt2
A quick foreword for you all, this series is the first thing I have tried to write for the entertainment of other people since high school. Everything you read in the "how I got a serious one piece swimsuit fetish" series is loosely based on TRUE REAL LIFE EXPERIENCES I HAVE HAD, names and a few details have been changed/made up to protect my identity and the identities of other people. The masturbation scenes are embellished a lot, but all the key points are true. Part two: a swimsuit of my own This is a few years after part one of my story. I was now in high school and larger than I had been in junior high in every dimension. I was now accustomed to masturbating in a one piece swimsuit and had a hard time getting off if I wasn't wearing one, or at least thinking about swimsuits in general. I had gone through all the swimsuits in my mothers dresser drawer repeatedly and had good times with all of them. My favorite was still the red and blue one that I had first grabbed out of the drawer at random. Most of the other suits had liners in them, but this one did not. (If you don't know what I mean by a liner, it's a second layer of spandex sewn on the inside of a swimsuit that is usually black in color and is there to prevent a woman's nipples and pussy from being too easily seen through the swimsuit.) I loved the way i could see the outline of my entire hard cock and balls through that unlined swimsuit. My erection was right in the middle of one of the red stripes when …
Mommy Drinks Alot
Jeff thought it was cool right from the jump. And he was right. He couldn’t remember exactly when it had started but it had been a long, long time ago; his mother touching him, that is. For some reason lost to the past she had often been in his room holding him, rubbing his back, helping him to get to sl**p. Maybe he had been sick or had nightmares or was just afraid of the dark… but she was there. When the other stuff had started was just as vague to Jeff. She was certainly getting him hard long before he went to Mary Wilson Jr. High school. He remembered her in his old bedroom before they moved. Whenever the fun had really gotten serious, by the time he was fifteen, a big fifteen, he was always pleased to see her come into his room late at night, it was great. She was great. Jeff loved his Mom, loved the feel and smell of her, her smile, her touch….ohhhhhhh how he loved her touch, those long, warm, silk like fingers. Jeff and his mother Ann lived a comfortable life, opulent actually. An English Tudor home with six bedrooms, four baths, indoor-outdoor heated pool, a tennis court, and a four car garage, etc, etc. Jeff’s father, an international banker, had walked out years before but continued to provide, if perhaps a little reluctantly, a comfortable living for his ex-wife and son. They never saw him, just the checks from his lawyer. Jeff had always been aware that his mother was especially desirable. She was really pretty, more than pretty, she was a gorgeous woman; even as …
Girlfriend Hangs Out Nude at the Campground
Girlfriend Hangs out Nude at Campground By Gustav Jorgenson You and your girl are camping for the first time together. She strips naked before crawling into the sleep bag at night and you have some hot sex. In the morning when you wake up, she is up already and you find her making a pot of tea on the fire, stark naked. "Hey, this is a public campground you know," you say to her. "You should put some clothes on." "Whatever… There is no one around. I like being naked. I feel free," she giggles. You just laugh nervously and go collect some firewood. You go 30 or 40 feet into the woods when you hear the sound of male voices approaching the campsite. You start rushing back to warn your girl, but just before you get back you see your girl talking to a pair of male hikers who had wandered up to your campsite. She is standing there totally nude and not bothering to cover herself at all. They are looking at her body with interest and she is just standing there, brazenly baring her all. You can’t believe she is doing this and you are too embarrassed to come out into the open. What would your girl do if you demanded that she get dressed? Would she defy you just to be pig headed? What if she complied? Would these guys laugh at you either way? You don’t know what to do, so you skirt the edge of the clearing so that you can hear what they are saying, but still stay hidden in the brush. "…I don’t see why I can’t hang out naked if I want to," you hear your girl say defiantly. "Hey, I sure …
Extra Credit – Leticia
******THIS IS PART TWO OF SERIES******* I was laying on my bed relaxing, half way between dozing and resting, my mind in a daze after jacking off. I had copied the flash drive to my desktop, laptop and even my tablet. It had been about three weeks since my encounter with Brianna, and I had watched the sadly not HD video from my wall camera about 40 times. It was amazing how fast the memory of that afternoon would flood my mind, where it was oh so vivid. These days I would often relive the experience but with what ever outfit Brianna had worn most recently. She was damn good at acting like nothing happened, except for the smile she would flash me or the wink she would send me as she walked by my desk. Granted her attendance was down to about two days a week, but if anyone ever checked, her attendance in my class would look damn near perfect. Yep I took the bait and yep, I was fudging the numbers for her, I wanted the Christmas present she offered, though I didn't know what she had in mind. I wanted to ask her to attend class more, but that was only because I wanted to see her more. She was hands down the most attractive woman I had ever been with and by far the most intense sexual experience of my somewhat pathetic life. Those breasts! Those trim, but muscular legs, those hips, and that angelic face. God I wanted her so bad! She was just so luscious; that chocolate milk skin, that jet black purple streaked hair, her sexy hood rat style make up. Suffice it to say, I spent …
Twin Japanese Nieces Pt17
Twin Japanese Nieces Pt17 (This is a really long chapter) Kayko gave me another bath to clean me up before returning to the downstairs. For the first time in almost 13 years of marriage, Kayko did not wash out her pussy. After we got up from the bed, she reinserted her egg into her cum filled pussy before tending to me in the bathroom. It was a little odd, but I figured she had her reasons. Besides, Saki was sleeping in my office at this very moment with two loads from me plugged up inside her, so maybe Kayko wanted the same thing. I didn’t give it a second thought as I enjoyed my bath. But I was rather tired, and doing any more screwing, in the short term, was definitely out of the question. Once back downstairs the events in the kitchen were winding down. Jennie, Erin, and Shiori were just finishing up the cleaning job after making whatever kind of surprise for me. “Go wake up Saki,” Kayko said as she headed over to the three other girls. “It’s time to start the games.” This was going to be interesting. I had no idea what they had in mind, or what kind of games were going to take place. But knowing my wife it was going to involve their pussies. Saki was still lying on the couch when I walked in to my office. She was awake, but still curled up into a little ball. “Hello pet.” I said as I walked across the room and sat down next to her. “Did you have a nice nap?” She smiled up at me before she stretched out with her arms over her head. “Mmmm yes.” “Come on,” I said as I …
Adult Theater Fun
One afternoon I had some time to waste so I decided to go to the Adult Theater in the city by me. I had been in there before a few times and had my cock sucked by some Daddy’s . Today I am standing along the back wall and watching a guy and girl getting it on when an older man comes up to me looking at me while holding and stroking his cock. It was a nice sized cock so I reached out and took him into my hand and I keep right on jacking him. He soon moved up against me and rubbed my cock through my pants with one hand while his other rubbed my ass. He was leaking some pre cum which I licked and sucked off my finger. He then slid his hand down inside the back of my pants and boxers. He then moved his finger around until he found my man pussyhole and slipped it in. Here I was standing along the wall of a dark theater getting fingered by this old man as I jerked his cock, how HOT!! He moved his hand off my cock and up my t-shirt and started playing with my nipples. He tweaked, rubbed and flicked them, it was truly an experience. I soon felt him push my shoulder down as he told me to suck his cock. I didn’t and couldn’t resist I was so caught up in the moment. I slowly slid my back down the wall and opened my mouth as he moved closer and pushed his cock into my mouth. As he pushed it ALL the way in he moved to the front of me, causing my head to turn as he moved. The old man slowly started pumping his cock into my mouth. Soon he was thrusting it all the way into my mouth with his …
My obedient sister Bethany
I was in my late teens and I just came back from the last day of the term at school. As it was the last day of school we were allowed to go home early. The only person I expected to be home was my sister Bethany, her school finished earlier than mine. I opened the front door and could hear loud music blasting from my sisters room. It was unusual for her to play music this loud so I went up the stairs to investigate. As I got further up I could hear this the sound of someone jumping on her bed. " she must be dancing and jumping to the music on her bed," I thought to myself. I planed on embarrassing Bethany by taking a video of her and showing it to all her friends. I reached her room door and pulled out my phone to take a video of her. I started taking the video and then opened her door with the phone aimed at her bed. What I saw next shocked me. My sister was lying on her bed with some guy on top of her thrusting his dick mercilessly into her vagina. Bethany was moaning and coaxing him on by biting her bottom lip. You could tell they were both about to cum if I hadn't shouted, " what the hell!" The moment I shouted Bethany and the dude both pulled up the sheets to cover their naked bodies. I shut the door and ran into my room. I couldn't believe what I had just seen. I checked the video to make sure I had seen correctly and sure enough there was a clear video of my sister having sex. I played the video three times to make sure. Then my room door opened and Bethany came in …
Husband came home d***k
My husband frequently goes out drinking and that's okay with me as he never stays out too late. Recently he said he wanted me to go with him and we could dance at least since I don't drink very much. When we got to this new club he found I saw a lot of black men inside. I said something to my husband and he said "well they know good music and how to dance. Come on hon let's have a drink." I was okay with this and we found a table near the dance floor. He had me wearing a micro mini skirt and a thong panty, no bra and a white cotton type top. The blcak lites were making my top look funny and it was exposing my big dark Filipina aereolas. I asked him if we could sit somewhere else and he led me to a booth. I liked this better and as I was drinking my drink he said he wanted to dance. I love to dance and we were on the dance floor and having fun. He said after the song eneded he wanted to go back to the booth then use the bathroom. We went past some black men coming in and I heard one say he liked what he saw and he was looking right at me. I pretended like I didn't hear it and at that didn't give it much thought. When my hubby came back from the restroom I told him I better go too and I'd be right back. When I got to the booth there were the same men that had entered earlier and made the comment about liking what they saw. I excused myself and sat down in the booth and due to my nervousness I sat opposite my husband. As I sipped my drink my husband invited these two men to …
The Camp Slut- Night 3
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 3 I woke up with Slut snuggled up against me. I drifted happily until I realized I smelled coffee. Groaning, I woke Slut by fingering her pussy until she came, screaming and squirming. "Thank-you, Master. I think that is one of the best wake up calls I have ever received." She crawled from the blankets, her braid coming loose in bedhead, and her leash dragging behind her. "I will have your coffee ready for you when you come out, Master." When I stepped out of the tent into the bright day, the guys applauded. Slut was kneeling at my chair, coffee in her hand. I sat down and took my cup, sipping it as I stroked her cheek. "What's for breakfast?" They all laughed, Mike looking a bit forlorn as he reported, "Breakfast? Dude, it's almost noon. You to lazy lovebirds slept all morning after keeping us up all night. They made me cook and clean up because Slut was busy." He didn't look up, and the other two were looking at me so missed the blush on his cheeks and his cock twitching. I chuckled. "Hey, at least they didn't spit you between them on their cocks like they would have her." The blush got deeper, and this time they noticed. I touched Slut's shoulder and nodded to the fire. She smiled and started to get to her feet when we all heard the engine. We all stopped and …
Threeway Calling
THREEWAY CALLING Amy King had just started college and a new job. She had led a very sheltered life before college, since her high school was girls-only and she didn’t have much of a social life. Her father was a contractor and had done some building repairs for a group that prepared fossils and artifacts and built exhibits for museums and was able to get her an interview. Wanting to study anthropology, Amy was thrilled to have the opportunity, but was disappointed when she found herself in an extremely dull position behind a desk entering credit card charges into a computer program and ordering office supplies for her jerk of a boss. There was nothing to the job, so she wound up roaming the Internet most of the time, watching movies and fantasizing about a fuck buddy she had picked up at a party at the beginning of the semester. She may have been sheltered and introverted when she walked in the door of that party, but that all changed, almost from the moment that she had met Ben… Ben was, in one word, a perv. He was a perv who knew how to light her fire. There was nothing serious about their relationship; they never really talked, unless it was to beg for more, and no one really knew about them, which was fine. Neither of them was interested in dating the other, or anyone, and only found excitement when they heard about each other’s outside sexual escapades. She had quite a few fantasies that she fully intended on fulfilling by the time she left college. She wanted to have …
I used seduction to take my virginity part one
"Summer vacation bitches!!" some girl screams from down the beach. The people are starting to pile on to the hot white sand bringing towels, suntan lotions, and everything else that could possibly fit into their vehicles. Pooling around their feet, the items are left behind as the crowd scatters in every direction heading mainly for the clear blue ocean that lays ahead of them. I forget the people as my tall and lean bikini clad body is caressed by the sun. I grab the suntan oil that was laying right beside me, and shake the bottle. " Here baby, let me do this." Cade, my boyfriend, gently takes the bottle out of my hand and pours a dab of oil into his large masculine hands. His hands find their way onto my shoulders and down my back, massaging the oil deep into my skin. "Mhmm… Babe that feels amazing." I moaned in pleasure. I closed my eyes and enjoyed what his hands were doing to me. I rolled on my stomach so he could have better access to my back. His hand traveled lower and lower, working there way to the top of my bikini bottoms. Without even realizing it, Cade slips a hand down my ass massaging the oil on to both of my firm muscled cheeks. The oil slides into the crack of my ass and over the dark rosebud of my anus. Making me remember exactly where I was laying. "Babe," I gather myself before someone witnesses, "you've got to stop this." I look over my shoulder to see Cade shift back to his feet. I notice a forming bulge in his swim shorts that wasn't there when he …
Taxi
She wonders what it is with posh restaurants that makes them serve such small portions. God, for that price she could have eaten so much more in a normal place. And it wasn’t such high quality either. She actually could have done it better herself at home. But anyway, she reminds herself, she isn’t there for the food. With a sigh, she looks up from her empty plate to his face. He’s still looking at her. At least he’s stopped trying to make small talk. She hates that. “Take your panties off.” “What? Now?” She pretends to be slightly offended, when actually all she can think is ' Finally! ' She has to fight back a smile. “Right now, Veronica. Go to the toilet, take your panties off and give them to me when you come back.” And so she walks to the toilet thinking, for the first time in the last half hour, that maybe accepting his invitation for dinner wasn’t a mistake, after all. Soon he has her new lacy black panties in his hand. Her only lacy panties, the ones she bought especially for tonight. He smells them before placing them in the pocket of his jacket. “You’re getting wet,” he says with a grin, “I like that.” Of course she’s getting wet. She’s getting wet because despite all his efforts towards a casual conversation about books, music, and TV series, she has been replaying in her head all their chats and emails. Her mind wasn’t there in the restaurant with the rather insipid fancy food; it was on the day she emailed him to say she had just seen the neighbors fucking and …
He Speaks For Us
NOTE: This is the continuation of "Treasured One". I recommend you read that first, though it is not necessary since this features different characters in a different place. ————————————– Temur felt an arm nudge his side, breaking him out of his nap. “Hm, what?” he asked, but the other guard simply pointed down the moonlit road. There, not far distant, he spied a lone traveller in a long cloak, walking towards Kishi’s gate. The stranger rode no horse and carried no pack, but simply walked with a long, steady stride. “He’s coming from the east road,” Temur observed. “I know that,” his partner replied. “I can see. Do you think it’s a Scale?” “He doesn’t look like one,” Temur observed. “Too tall, not wide enough. Besides, there’s no tail.” “But he’s coming from the east.” The reminder sent a chill down Temur’s spine. He nodded. “I’ll head down to inspect him,” he said as he strapped on his sword. He walked down the long stairway within the tower, descending the spiraling steps with care. Soon enough, he reached the gatehouse, where he stopped for a moment to catch his breath. As he leaned over, a gloved hand pushed itself into his view, holding four golden coins. Temur’s eyes widened, and he jumped backwards in surprise. The stranger stood taller than he had anticipated, an entire head over Temur’s not-diminutive six feet. Temur could hear nothing from the stranger, not even a breath or the clink of metal. “Ah,” Temur stuttered, and glanced at the gold …
Unanchored
Drifting without course Unanchored and unmoored Caught up in his wanton breeze I let go and drop the oars I boldly face the breeze Give in and to feel release Fall into his tide Reckless, without heed The shimmer of the sun Casts diamonds on the sea I dip my toe to see the ripple And because it pleases he His sparkling diamonds call to me To fall into his boundless deep So descend into his wavelengths Where I'm weightless, falling free Shifting with his tide Falling in divine My limbs are twisted in his waves Languid and supine My fingers reach to grasp Liquid sunshine, please be mine Don't slip between my fingers Don't go away Be mine.
Drug Lords and Love
Dick is a powerful thing. Maybe my momma did raise a fool. Hell maybe she was a fool herself. I had thrown up in her toilet and instead of being a mother she was really just taking the opportunity to talk about her own problems as I threw up over the toilet. “I think he's cheating.” “What?” “I think Ant is cheating,” my mom explained looking out the bathroom door to make sure that he wasn't out there listening to every word we were saying. No shit. “What makes you think that?” I asked her. “I came home earlier today and he was sweating and really tired. The sheets were covered with. You know. I'm sure he's cheating Christian. I just know it.” “Well if you know it they why don't you leave him?” I asked, “No wait. Hold up. Why did you marry him in the first place. He's way younger than you mom. He was my damn friend. Why would you marry someone the same age as your son?” It was true. Not only was Ant my friend but I was the one who introduced them. I had introduced them and Ant would always come around. Mind you please take note that Ant and I already were involved when he met my mom. We had been fucking for a long time sneaking around the neighborhood to any place. The only reason I invited him over when I was younger was so I would have a place to go. So how come I'm wrong? I didn't steal my mom's boyfriend. My mom stole mine. “You were the one who told me to get out there and start dating.” “Yeah. I didn't mean start dating my friends.” “Age ain't nothing but a number. …
Layla
The growing crowd of students busied their way to the main entrance for the start of the school day. The coolness of autumn swept through the trees, scattering the colours of russet to the ground. Chris’s mountain bike crunched through the gathering heaps of leaves. Swerving, he narrowly missed a group of gossiping teenagers. His new girl, Layla, threw her head back and squealed with a nervous laughter as she sat perched on the front of his bike. The curve of her apple-shaped bottom rested perfectly on the handlebars. Her long, electric red hair swayed in the breeze. Onlookers glanced towards the beauty as she stretched her bare legs out in front of her, shrieking to signal how much she was enjoying the thrill of the ride. Layla couldn’t have cared less about what others thought about her. She loved the attention. The glares of jealousy radiated from the cliques of teenage girls, evident that Layla was the topic of their bitchiness, while some of the guys were staring in a hope to get a quick flash of her panties. Screeching to a halt, Layla jumped down off the bike, catching her black, micro-mini skirt on the handlebars. Chris caught a glimpse of a thin strip of light-pink material, which separated her soft, peachy globes of flesh. Chris squeezed his twitching cock through his trousers, in an attempt to stop any swelling. “Fuck, Layla. You’re gonna give me a boner for class.” Quickly grabbing the hem of her skirt, she covered the bare skin. “Later, baby,” she responded, …
The Proposition
“So, did the two of you have a good chat?” Cheryl asked Drew and Dana as she emerged from the shower, wrapped in a towel, and finding the two of them seated on the sofa. “Yeah,” Drew smiled at her. “A little bit.” “What did you talk about?” “Life,” Drew replied, “Love. Needs and desires.” “You have needs and desires?” she asked him. He shook his head. “Not me. Life’s good for me. I can’t think of anything I want that I don’t have.” Cheryl looked at Dana. “I can think of something,” she announced. “Really,” Drew responded. “What do you want that you don’t have?” “Not for me,” she grinned, her eyes fixed on Dana. “For you.” “For me?” Dana asked her, sounding surprised. “For the two of you.” Drew turned his gaze toward Dana. “Here it comes,” he warned. “Don’t tell me you don’t want each other,” Cheryl scoffed. “I can see you’re half hard under your towel,” she directed at Drew. “And you,” she tossed toward Dana, “Have a definite flush. I’m betting it’s taking everything you’ve got not to rip away that towel and just leap on him.” “Cheryl,” Drew cautioned her. “Don’t embarrass her.” “She’s not embarrassed. Are you, Dana?” “Just at the idea that I’m so transparent,” Dana grinned at her. “That’s what I thought,” she said, taking a step toward them and holding out a hand to each. “Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom and see what happens.” “Cheryl!” Drew scolded. “Look, nobody has to do anything they don’t want, except you. You’re going to do what I tell you.” “What happened to the …
Secret Schooling 2
There she is! I had been worried when I lost her in the crows after school let out, but there she was now striding down the hallway after leaving the ladies room. She was the hottest girl in school, but also one of the most elusive. She used to date several of the jocks, but since she won the election for student council president she refused every guy who asked her out. That's what gave me the confidence to take this risk. She just had to be into me. We worked all the time with each other after school on the student council where I'd always been the treasurer, a thankless job no one else wanted, with all the real responsibility, yet none of the prestige. Nicole was beautiful and smart enough to take the job seriously even if she did have to keep the only other member, a lazy secretary named Simone who treated our work like a joke. I couldn't figure out why she didn't report her to have her removed, but I figured it was just she was to nice if a person and they were childhood friends or something. Today wasn't a meeting day, but that meant that we could speak alone. A few weeks ago I found a bunch of tables moved in the council room and she explained it was her fault as she had worked on a project. That's why I had waited for her now. We were completely alone. This was my big chance. With all my courage I stepped out in front of her, startling her. "David?" She looked around as if worried she was being followed. "What are you…" "Nicole, I love you!" I declared loudly. …
What He Didnt Know
Already today, Katelyn had been late to work and one customer had been particularly rude. Now that she was on her way home, she mimicked the customer’s obnoxious voice in her head, “Why don’t you scurry and get the ketchup I asked for.” Usually, she didn’t let things like that bother her but after her argument with Jason this morning, she really wanted the day to be over. On her way home, she had texted him three times but he hadn’t answered back and she felt like he was avoiding her. What a shitty way to end a shitty day. She decided to stop by his place anyway and talk to him again, hopefully without arguing. He had a movie on that she could hear all the way in his apartment hallway from the other side of the door. With her hand poised to knock, she paused and shrugged. He probably wouldn’t even hear the knock. She opened the door and stepped in, standing in the doorway to listen. Besides the loud movie, Katelyn thought she heard another female in the apartment. The carpet softened her footsteps to the living room where she realized no one was watching the movie. Down the hall, a female moan came from Jason’s bedroom. So this was how he dealt with their silly argument? She clutched her fingers around the strap of her purse and her jaw tensed as she thought about stomping into his room and yelling, “Surprise, dickhead!” Katelyn didn’t move from her spot. She thought she heard the sound of a zipper but she couldn’t be sure over the shouting coming from the TV. She listened …