Mandy had been not seen her aunt Steph since she was 10 and she couldn’t wait to spend time alone with her on the farm. Two months seemed like paradise after a long winter with her parents who fought all the time. The dirt road rose in a brown cl
As the afternoon wore on, Helen informed Kevin and Sherry that they were “invited” to spend the rest of the weekend and that they should make arrangements to cancel any plans that they might have had. Luckily neither of them had any tha
‘Ripping off the Motor Home’
The next Morning we woke to the sound of Harleys. It was sunny, but the ground was kind of steamy, still wet from the rain. We looked out the window and saw about a dozen bikers outside. J
Kadence led Sofie down a winding corridor to a new room. It was dimly lit, leaving only a small portion of the dismal abode visible upon entry. A short pudgy man greeted them both with a cold smile as they entered. Sofie recognized him from the festi
The start of the fall season was hectic. The freshman class needed directions to almost everywhere. Room assignments got mixed, and with the new cohabitation rule in the dorms, gender lines were soon drawn.
Jennifer looked on it all with humor
Jennifer and Jason entered the master bedroom. Eric, his cock fully erect, was directing Angela to suck it. Sherry sat in the hanging chair in the corner, fucking herself with a dildo.
“That’s it, whore,” Eric was saying to Angela, “Su
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Boat Trip -part 3
My name is Lisa and I became the Master’s Slut on my first trip to the yacht. In part 2 I told you of my second trip to the yacht and Boy who I made a man. It was from remembering that Master had called and to
If you are reading this one first, I suggest reading Chapters 1 and 2 beforehand.
Jennifer sat up. The wood of the floor felt good on her bare ass. Her pussy felt raw from being eaten out by Angela and then by Eric. She gingerly t
Jennifer was beside herself. She just had the most powerful orgasm of her life, she made another woman cum, and now she was about to find out what it would be like with a man!
Eric closed the door behind him. “It’s a good thin
Jennifer still lived at home. She had just graduated high school, and yesterday was her 19th birthday. She had a boyfriend…sort of. He was “safe”, according to her parents, meaning that his intentions were ALWAYS honorable and above-board. This
I guess I should start this out by saying right away that I don’t like pussy at all. I don’t even remember liking it that much as a young man (I’m 35 now, for what that’s worth). None the less, it’s because of a quite attractive young woman
When I arrived at home, I was so tired that I fell right back to sleep and took the phone off the hook after a telemarketer and my bum roommate called. I slept from about 930AM to 6 at night.
When I awoke, I decided to shower and go back aft
I am tired as hell by this point, as I’ve had a long night already. Apparently, I’m not the only one because I see a group of people hanging out in one of the many rooms trailing from the main (living?) room. I recognize Miranda, Giselle, and Tommy,
I was a quiet, weedy, virgin at the age of 26: Short (5’6″) and skinny (112 pounds) with not one ounce of muscle and no confidence. I worked as a lab technician at a school where I went mostly unnoticed except for a few female staff who chatted to me
“You’ve got to be kidding.”
The young man shook his head. “I wish I was,” he told his wife, “but I’m not. The master’s statue has come to life.”
If it were anyone else, Miriam Jenkins would have thought the man had been drinking. It was
This story is total fiction. I know not everyone will like it, but let me know what you think, if you enjoyed it:
Let me describe myself. My name is Tony. I am about 5’7″, 153 lb., brown hair, blue eyes and have a 7inch cock with an average body.
A few weeks previously Mr James Naysmith, a p.e. teacher had gone to visit a friend after a year’s travelling to find his friend’s daughter, Jenni, an ex-pupil of his, had grown up a lot. While waiting for his friend to return he had an amazing
I didn’t know that my boss was a lesbian. Not that it mattered, of course. I mean, she was still a bitch and it didn’t matter whether she was a lesbian or not.
Of course, even though I didn’t give a damn whether she was a lesbian or not, I’m s
“Lay down, Amber,” Paul Walker said gruffly since the back of the couch was facing the door. He looked up just as the principal, Kelly Tanner, walked in. She was a curvy redhead who had caught his attention when she had first started there. Sh