The sound of conversation, laughing, and music filled the
I woke up refreshed and checked the clock on my bedside table. 6 AM its red display informed me. Next week’s schedule was going to be hectic, so I slid naked out of bed, determined to get as much done before another Sunday ticked by.
It was late morning when she climbed out of bed, and headed for the shower. An hour later washed and fed and feeling fully refreshed her mind went to the photo shoot. It had been a while since she had even worn a swimming costume let alone model them, she went to the bedroom and pulled her costumes from her panties drawer. Three costumes, a green one piece and two bikinis, she tried the one piece on first, looking at herself in the full length mirror. Betty looked good 36D cup tits with a slim 26 waist and 34 hips, her bottom looked real good in that mirror.
Cathy and Tim had been married for seventeen years; they had two sons Jim 15 and Rob 13. They were normal active kids who didn’t get into much trouble so she figured she was ahead of things. They had a nice home in a decent part of town with a pool. One issue was her and Tim’s sex life was none existent. She had bought a big black vibrator and her and the device were very good friends.
When I was in high school, my best friend had a mom that every one of my friends drooled over. She was in her late 30s and was very attractive. She had blonde hair blue eyes and a huge set of tits. I had gone through her underwear drawer one time to find out that they were a D-cup. Most moms get heavy at this age but not her. She was never married and had no excuse to lie around and get fat. Being a doctor she kept very busy and ate very healthy. She raised Mike and his younger sister very successfully with the help of her parents.
This all started after my daughter Sophie rang me to ask if she could come and stay after breaking up with her boyfriend.
First, a bit about me. I’m 26 years old and living with a long term girlfriend. No talk of marriage yet, but it’s on the cards. I’m pretty much heterosexual, but I’ve always had curiosity, urges even, to experiment with another guy in bed. The thoughts began at an early age, say 14 or so. At that age I would finger myself in the bath and fantasise about being with a guy, blowing him mostly. As the years passed the thoughts continued, and I sometimes became more elaborate with my fantasising, using a banana or similar to drill my ass while I jacked off. The feeling was always amazing, culminating in great orgasms. I always thought deep down that one day I would get to have sex with another guy, and one hot holiday six months ago, my wish came true.
After the newly converted-to-sex daughter Peggy left for home, it was back to just me and horny ole Helen romping in her boudoir every day or so. Peggy stayed around long enough to have my baby-making sperm fill up her still fertile, egg producing womb. She wanted to have another child, and Grandma Helen wanted another grandchild. Helens other child, a son a few years older than Peggy, was as gay as Hollywood hairdresser and was not about to populate the earth anytime soon. So, I was the sperm donor designate, as well as the hunky guy to sex-up Peggy as her mother Helen taught her a bit more of how to attract other cocks to meet her needy pussys desires. We spent a lot of time together in bed for two weeks under Helens watchful whorehouse madam-like supervision. When Peggy had to get back home to work, and figure out her new life with impending child, Helen and I just went back to our senior love nest life on the beach. I was beginning to think I might just like to quit work up North and stay here, but I wasnt sure how to make the finances work. Helen was generous, but not real wealthy.
Blackjack clung like a beachside fishing village to the ash gray desert that sprawled as far as the eye could see toward the craggy-hewn peaks of the Kingston Range, a motley collection of sun-parched ridges in the southern end of the California Sierras. To the north lay the natural furnace of Death Valley; less than a hundred miles beyond the mountains, Las Vegas nestled like a multicolored jewel in the parched wilderness of the Mojave. It was almost mid-day, and today, like every other day of the year, most activity had ground tediously to a standstill so that men and machines could be replenished. A dozen or so of the men huddled under the tin roof of the open-ended maintenance shed, talking quietly so as not to exert themselves in the scorching heat, waiting for the signal to shuffle back over the powdery wastes and return to their jobs on the oil derricks. Blackjack had a long, if not glorious, history as a mining town. First as a base camp for fruitless gold hunts in the killer mountains, later as a home for borax miners, and now, though mostly in ruin except for a few unpainted cabins that were still inhabitable, as the temporary hometown for nearly twenty roughnecks and whatever families they possessed. Blackjack had been invaded seven months ago by Benny Terrell and his ragged crew of fortune hunters, in search of an elusive reservoir of crude oil that might or might not exist, in hopes of a fortune that might or might not fall into their hands. And all of them, including Jamie Olsen, working for wages that seemed as elusive as this tricky oil field they were searching for.
The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a childs inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.
My brother and his girlfriend have been in an official relationship for about 2 years now. However behind closed doors we have really been in a 3 way relationship, although my part is purely sexual. We have regular threeways and I have also been known to fuck both my brother and his girlfriend individually (of course they both know this).
Tamera West slouched in an easy chair, watching an old Tarzan repeat on the television and eating an apple. Her thoughts werent on the screen, but on her date for that night, Eddie McDonald, a big, handsome boy, with craggy features like James Colburn — only younger, of course, Eddie was going to be a senior when school started again, (but sadly, he was going to be bussed to another district. Still, there was the rest of the summer to see him, and who could tell what would happen by September?) Shed only been out with him once, last Saturday night, on a blind date arranged by her best friend, Nancy Cannon, whose steady boyfriend Jason, had brought Eddie along. And wow!
To some I would suspect our romance is not exciting. We are both fifty. I am a married teacher, the lighter red of the two of us, with long red hair, a muscular frame saved from manishness by rather opulent curves that leave me working out constantly to keep fit from drifting to fat. My Lady is of an age and height, but a B cup to my G, in every way the Lady to my peasant farm girl.
Robert Carlyle was enjoying his Saturday morning; he was lying on his bed with his earphones on listening to some music on his mp3 player.
Im getting aroused in advance of Fellatio Friday and
James and Susan Hullett. Thats H.u.l.l.e.t.t I said
As Celia walked down the pathway to the dock, she scanned the boats in the marina for the name of the one she had chartered. She had needed a break from the pace of her corporate marketing job and her friends had suggested chartering a sailboat for a weekend getaway. At the last minute the other women had cancelled due to sick children, lack of childcare etc, but Cece, as her friends called her, had decided to go anyway.
Scott Nelson felt a tightening in his groin as he watched Brenda casually undress. When she pulled her sweater over her shoulders, her young tits bobbed freely on her chest. Shed been braless, and that in itself was exciting to the forty-eight-year-old man. Her tits were like ripe pears perched on her slender chest, firm and a luscious pink.
Shit, shit, shit. Dont go. Im coming, Dawn screamed. She put on her glasses and grabbed the white cotton t-shirt that she had left at the end of her bed. She then took off down the stairs towards the front door.
This woman, Christina, who lived a few doors down from me in our apartments, didn’t have a car and she would ask me for rides all the time. I didn’t really mind it because she was really hot and each time I did take her somewhere I would wear short loose fitting shorts that would let my cock stick out of the short leg band. She would always look but would never say anything. Knowing that she was looking always gave me a hardon and instead of just hanging out of my shorts my cock would be sticking straight up out of them.
Asuka had gone to school, just a while ago. Misato picked up a phone and began to dial the number to NERV headquarters.
Hello, My name is Austin and I am a closeted gay man who is also a virgin. I always had the biggest crush on my roommate and also best friend Anthony. We met freshmen year in college and hit it off ever since. Anthony however is straight and just recently broken up with his girlfriend of 2 years. I always had the biggest crush on him but it wasnt at first sight. It just happen one day, I looked over at him and thought to myself damn your fine.
Things were definitely not going my way. Since the last Christmas Party, Id dated four different girls, two from work, two setup by friends, and with the latest brush-off I was 0-4. I was beginning to forget what real sex was like.
Ericas head was suddenly jerked backwards as Amira grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up. They locked eyes through the mirror as Amira held her there, forcing her to look forward. Thats it dont tune it out, I want to watch that smug, cunty expression melt from your face while I breed your ass!