I was waking to school, a normal morning. Perhaps i should explain myself. I’ve never had sex before unless you count humping my pillow. I’m 6’2”, in my senior year and i have short dark brown hair and warm black eyes. I’m tan and muscular and i lov
My wife is a real estate agent and always looking to make a buck. So when my friend told me his parents were thinking of selling their house, I told her about it.
She was interested. It was a nice place way out in the country.
He then told me his p
It was a friday night. I had worked second shift until 11:00 p.m. then went to the bar with a friend. We drank for a couple hours and I felt pretty loose. Then I had an idea. I asked him to come home with me and I’d make it worth his while. He agreed
“Do the cock dance for me… please Sailor.” That is what she calls it the “cock dance.” She lays on my bed all laid and happy, in the “glowing” transitional state of “wanting another round, another do, please do me, do whatever you want to do to me.
I called the number with hesitation after drooling over three posted pictures of her posing in provocative positions.
The title read “Escort Service – Out calls only”. The ad went on to say.. “Guaranteed to satisfy or your money back”.
She was kn
I had watched her for months, but first, let me tell you about myself. I am a husband of nearly twenty years. I am also a father. Through the years my sex life had become boring and routine. My wife is very sexy, and that is what attracted me to her
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I had a great trip fucked by a ton of guys, now back to reality. Dressed in jeans and a tee shirt I sit at my cubical and turn on the computer before going for my morning coffee. No one knows I am wearing panties and stockings und
The morning light floods into your bedroom, you shift in the covers and stretch, making little sounds as you do. A contented sigh bursts from your lips. You groan slightly, then step out of bed and walk past its end to stand in front of your mirror.
…as the week went on mine and Ronnie’s time together got even better.
So our relationship continued on for years after that wonderful Christmas weekend, and another time in particular I will not forget.
So one morning I was getting ready for s
“Pump that cock…harder…I said HaRDer! That’s it…now faster…come on…WORK it!”
Quay was almost there…but this piece of meat was starting to piss her off (which by the way…was never a good thing)
…so as she yells “Fuck”…she suddenly
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I had just moved into my new apartment and my friend dad was going to help me put in a new microwave range over the stove. I woke up and saw that he would be coming in about an hour or so. I went out for a bite to eat and coffee, lots of coffee. I ha
So I hope you read my story from before titled…”A Great Encounter with an old friend” well this is the beginning of the story with Ronnie.
I first met Ronnie back when I was a freshman in High School, he used to follow me around and do anythin
He saw her on the bus.Monday through Friday. Usually she would be waiting at the bus stop rain or shine…but it was on those rare occasions that she would have to run and jump on…that he would be beside himself. She was a little thing 5’2″ max. H
Miguel looked at the time, swore, then called up Madrona on her mobile phone. “Sorry baby, I’m running late.”
“Do you want me to cancel?” she asked her voice scratchy over the line.
“No… I’ll be home shortly, and then we’ll all go out for lun
Magnolia Plantation is nestled amongst tall pine trees and large oak trees in Southern Alabama. It is owned by Henry Cowart, the richest slave owner for miles around. Henry is 50 years old with salt and pepper hair, clear blue eyes, and around 6ft ta
Fern and I had been married for three years. Our sex life had become bland, routine, and, frankly, I preferred masturbation to the work it took to cum by intercourse. I was pretty sure that Fern felt that way, too. You see, my cock is
When they were finished, Massimo told me to show my gratitude. “Grazie Maestro, grazie Signore Luca”. Their smile was my reward and I, strangely enough, was proud of it. I was learning.
“Go to the bathroom, Slut, and tidy up, we’re not done y
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I sat back stage waiting my turn to dance. It was a gay bar and lots of horny men wanting some young guy to take home with him; the trouble was I wasn’t young. Sure I had a great body slim smooth more fem then anything, and