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- Lawn Work and Pussy!
- That Old Feeling
- The Lyre
- The Teacher's Pet - part 2
- Little Vixen
- Bookstore Arcade - Crossing the Line
- Brother Complex (Part 2)
- The Bored Wife Ch.2
- My son and I: the fourth chapter
- First Time With My Brother
- The Moriah Chronicles Pt. 1
- Happy Birthday
- Ships in the night
- Stranger in a Nightclub, Part 1
- Tuck and Heather parts 4 and 5
Posted: 18 Aug 2013 09:26 AM PDT I had been doing lawn services during the summer months for an incredibly sexy, divorced 44 year old American woman of Mexican descent. She is drop dead gorgeous with a figure that magnificently curves in all the right places, including two of the biggest breasts I'd ever seen on a real-life, non-porn star woman. She is also seemingly very fond of wearing incredibly tight, colorful dresses, |
Posted: 18 Aug 2013 09:23 AM PDT Today I saw her. Yolanda Rush. Time has not even touched her after more than twenty years. She was the one that got away, the girl I still think about even now. When she came into view my heart stopped. I felt like a foolish kid, same as when I met her. There she stood--her long strawberry blonde hair flowing down over a tight pink silky blouse that accented her ample breasts--a short |
Posted: 18 Aug 2013 06:39 AM PDT I'd been sitting in a shop window, waiting ages for a buyer. I was simply out of fashion then. I was a simple wooden lyre. My strings were plucked a hundred times, and were fastly growing worn. My music of a bygone age, my varnish looked forlorn. I had given up hope of being used, the way I was created. Who would want to play something, That looked so worn and dated? Then a ray |
The Teacher's Pet - part 2 Posted: 18 Aug 2013 03:00 AM PDT Sitting out in the water, waiting for my turn to catch the next wave, I just couldn't keep focused. The beaches were lined up with some of the most beautiful women you would have seen, but try as I must, I just couldn't manage a hard on for any of them. I sat in a surfer line just off the coast while a group of bronze-bodied beach jewels watched and cheered from the beach. It was one of |
Posted: 18 Aug 2013 02:04 AM PDT I heard you once moan my name Now my world's not the same Little Vixen is who you are Dream come true yet so far Share my fantasies about tomorrow Fulfill my need erase my sorrow I knelt beside you and I pray Share your body heal your pain I searched a lifetime just for you A bridge to forever I share with you Open your heart and let me in Little Vixen share my dreams Each time you |
Bookstore Arcade - Crossing the Line Posted: 17 Aug 2013 11:43 PM PDT It happened quite some time ago when I was under pressure at work and with a chronically ill wife. I really had no sexual outlet other than periodic masturbation in private, since my wife was unable to participate in sex over a period of several years. Perhaps I should have been satisfied with solo sex, but I felt I needed something more. I did not want to get involved with other women, |
Posted: 17 Aug 2013 11:13 PM PDT The leash that I had on myself popped. In an instant, our tongues were in war. Nibbling, kissing, and biting all at once. His hands pulled at my short black hair to bring my face closer and I lifted him by his soft ass cheeks up to me. Our five inches difference in height and body build worried me little, now that he had come on to me. He rubbed his body on me seeking more contact. I could |
Posted: 17 Aug 2013 10:41 PM PDT Suhaila stood there looking at herself in the mirror. She wore nothing but high heels and a smile. 'This might be a bit too forward.' she thought, then moved to the closet, trying to find the best outfit for her seduction. There were so many options to choose from: short dresses, low-cut tops, tank tops, halters, short-shorts, mini-skirts, silk panties, thongs. It was making her head spin. If |
My son and I: the fourth chapter Posted: 17 Aug 2013 10:34 PM PDT I gave him a funny look for a minute, because he just called me by my first name. "'Did you just call me, 'Roxanne'?" I pondered. "Well, that's your name, isn't it?" Travis asked rhetorically. "Yes, but to you it's 'mom', and not 'Roxanne', little man," I let him know. "I'm sorry, but did you just call me 'little man', Roxanne?" Travis asked. "OK, how about this: when we have sex, you |
Posted: 17 Aug 2013 10:11 PM PDT Breanna was about seventeen years old when she started fantasizing about her older brother, Adam. He had just turned nineteen and was in the middle of developing (he was a late bloomer). He was on the swim team so he had developed rock hard abs and toned legs and arms. Breanna always fantasized about running her hand over his chest and stomach, feeling his muscles. She used to watch him |
Posted: 17 Aug 2013 10:02 PM PDT Prelude My girlfriend Moriah is the hottest woman on the face of the planet. She has a very nice curvy body, long dirty blond hair that runs down to her mid-back. She has a large set of breasts on her small little frame her breasts are a 32D cup and she only weighs 108 pounds! She is a short little thing only measuring up to about 5'3 and has a pretty damn hot ass to go with it. She is |
Posted: 17 Aug 2013 08:32 PM PDT I have a limousine coming to pick you up today, your birthday and whisk you to me. Upon entering my home, you hear soft music in the background and the only light comes from candles throughout the house. I greet you at the door wearing an extra long dress shirt and nothing else. Telling you it's time to take this to the next level as I take you to the guest bedroom. There you see a package |
Posted: 17 Aug 2013 05:06 PM PDT 'Was he, like, yer know, I mean... how was he in the, the sort of er, size department? Not that it matters...' Paul had the longest, hardest, fattest cock of any lover I had known and he was fully aware of that fact; I often employed those very superlatives during our love making. It turned me on to say them; turned him on equally to hear them. He could bruise me with it, leave me with the |
Stranger in a Nightclub, Part 1 Posted: 17 Aug 2013 04:50 PM PDT My two girl friends and I were sitting on three bar stools, in a packed club, in the emptiest area we could find. They thought it was hilarious to try and 'wingwoman' me, by getting creepy old guys to come over and talk to me, but obviously I wasn't interested. I didn't exactly need to anyone to help me out, I could get male attention on my own if I wanted, especially in the outfit I |
Tuck and Heather parts 4 and 5 Posted: 17 Aug 2013 04:13 PM PDT Right on cue, as if God had a sense of humor, the phone rang. I went in and picked it up. It was my parents. "Honey the storm hit earlier than it was supposed to and we are snowed in. All the roads are closed and the airport is buried beneath six foot of snow. The weather man is calling this a blizzard and says that it could go on for days and that it could be weeks before we are able to |
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