This story takes place in my younger years and details one of my Bi experiences. Ok, it was 1998/99 and I was 22. I had gotten myself into a bad scrape with the law on account of my speed addiction and the judge decided that I needed hugs, not drugs. So he sentence me
I am in my late 50’s now bit knew very early on that I LOVED MEN. So this is not under-aged but a true memory of what I knew and wanted so long ago. As always I must preface this story by stating that I am now in my 50s, but my realization that I
Me and Shari – Part 8 – The Final StepFour short months of planning and the social event of my life was just a few short days away. Shari and Becky had found a new calling and had visited dozens of venues, talked with almost the same number of caterers and food trucks, tasted hundreds
Banging married pussy is what I do, should be the title of a country song. I’m a lover of country music and married pussy. I particularly favor older pussy. You know the kind. Can’t swell, won’t tell and are grateful as hell.I’m Irish descent, but for some reason, I’m attracted to Latino pussy especially Mexican.
I met my friend Kelly while working together and we became friends pretty quickly. She wasn’t the most attractive girl but she was fun to hang out with so we got along well. When the time came to pick what college I was going to attend I decided on going to a college that was
“Now I want to taste you.” Holly didn’t hesitate, she moved closer towards Sophia and leaned back her cute legs in the air with pointed toes and glistening pussy ready to be eaten.James kneels beside her and she turns her bead to take his cock in her mouth. Sophia leans down and licks Holly’s pussy
Dedicated to my boyfriend, Kevin Healey, a talented champion of autism, we could’ve got married if it wasn’t for the Chinese virus. these commie cunts owe us an apology. Hope you like my story, contact me [dot] keith.harris [at] telford [dot] gov [dot] uk Keith was waiting in the shadows. He had his back against
Dedicated to my boyfriend, Kevin Healey, a talented champion of autism, we could’ve got married if it wasn’t for the Chinese virus. these commie cunts owe us an apology. Hope you like my story, contact me [dot] keith.harris [at] telford [dot] gov [dot] uk He was lying on the cold slab in the middle of
The morning after our first encounter I didn’t know what to expect. She’d said don’t be late, so I was very early. I was still feeling amazed at what had happened.I was tired, having slept little as I kept replaying events again and again, rubbing my rigid cock backwards and forwards against the mattress. I
Finished this chapter a while back, but I’ve been too apprehensive to publish until now. After Chapter Seven, I knew what had to come next in order to be true. This is a chapter that centers aftercare and negotiation. If you don’t find that sexy (I do) then it won’t be for you. No hard
Miss FLR – Looking for a Dominant Woman— My stories tend to start slowly before getting to the sex. This one starts with simple power exchange and grows to full blown TPE in a FLR marriage. —————————————————————Came out of the mid-life crisis. 44, divorced, tired of 60+ hour workweeks, lonely, getting sex with my right
As my fingers run through the short dark brown hair on my head, I wonder just how I ended up here; sitting at my desk naked, next to my best friend of the last 20 years after having sex for the first time with her. I look down at Krissie and smile, twisting a lock
“My cousin Janine wants to stay with us for a few days while she is in town for a sporting event. She is around our age and lives way down south. I haven’t seen her for a few years, from memory she is not at all good looking, but she had a wonderful feminine body
Time with friends takes a turn into uncharted territory, leading up to my first gay experience, and more times together… Like most high school kids, there were a bunch of us that hung out alot. We’d joke around, give each other a hard time, tease each other, normal kid stuff. And like most groups of
Hunched up in my seat at the back end of economy-class, next to the window on the airplane back to the states – the passenger next to me sleeping – and having angled my small laptop in, towards me and nothing else but the darkness outside, I am beginning this re-telling of extraordinary and unexpected
Adam becomes a man, playing with the birthday-presents his father gave him. “So what do you say, son,” Dad’s voice was just as soft as the girl’s, “you wanna pop this beautiful girl’s cherry?” Under Dad’s guidance, we put a pillow under Marie’s butt and I got into position between her legs. “Now rub your
Adam meets his Birthday-Presents, and receives the surprise of his life.’ “Adam,” Dad said when we got to his office in the basement, “There are two things we need to talk about before I give you your birthday present. First and foremost, I’m going to need you to promise that you’ll never tell anyone about
This is the final part of the story. Please message me back and lemme know what you think. Feedback, negative and positive is accepted. “WHAT THE FUCK J!!!’ screams the woman. “YOU DITCH ME TO COME BACK HERE WITH A DUDE THAT YOU PROBABLY JUST FUCKING MET, KNOWING I HAVE ANOTHER CLASS, AND YOU ARE
Completely naked I lay on the floor in a hotel room. My Legs completely spread and my hands behind my head and my cock, because of a tiny blue pill, lies stiff and big on my stomach. A slippery white drop of moisture hangs from my glans. A red shoe with a large stiletto heel
Danielle Davis was on her knees with her awesome little ass pointed right at me. Her knees were spread wide for balance in the old papas san chair. Her silk panties were stretched between those knees, a very obvious wet spot in the center of the crotch. Her right shoulder was down against the back