So Tracy let her brother wash her breasts. So what? They were cute and fun. “They’re just boobs,” she kept reiterating. To her, this made sense to reiterate. Seay’s boner fidgeted every time she hammered this point again. He was fondling his sister’s boobs. They were showering naked together. She had a hold of his
But I must backtrack my story a bit. I am only writing about my sexual encounters in this diary but obviously there was a lot of other stuff going on. School for one thing. We were all good students and did well in our classes and that takes time. But also obviously I have not
This is only my second story, dedicated to and inspired by my wonderful girlfriend. My first seems to have gotten pretty good reviews so I thought I’d take a stab at writing erotica here again. Thanks to all my supporters and readers, enjoy!* * *It had been a stressful week. I had been working full-time
It was my birthday, I rolled over to my husband of 31 years and ran my hand over his face feeling his mustache and beard looking at him I could see the effects of the chemo treatments on him, I kissed his neck as I ran my hand down his chest and stomach to his
“From, seemingly, out of nowhere, my wife’s mother had spanked both of us, at the same time. Each of us watching the other one, go over her knee, and have our bottoms well and truly spanked (See ‘Out of the blue’).”Karen’s mum, Mrs Kershaw, looked at the pair of us standing next to each other
Part 1: First ServiceI had met Julia at the sports club. She was a striking 30-something blonde with a small bust and long legs that enabled her to move around the tennis court with a cat-like grace. She was married to Richard, a mid-thirties dark-haired IT professional who could just about hit a tennis ball