It was the closest I've ever been to hell, and heaven, on this earth. My name is Christine Wonderle. I'm a divorced, 32 year old small transport plane pilot in Alaska, one of the hundreds of "bush pilots" that earn their living in Alaska, ferrying people and goods from small town to encampment, and back again. Alaska is pretty much as wild as people picture...
Ariel is a model, you may have seen her in some of the more popular men's magazines and Adult Web Sites. She's a slim, pretty brunette with an infectious smile and dazzling green eyes. She thought some of you might like to know how she got started in this line of work and why she's still so passionate about it. So, as her friend, she asked me if I'd tell her...
After several climaxes from her mother sucking her pussy, Jean finally had enough and Agatha was completely wasted. Before she left the room, she told her mother that Mona had invited Helen DeMerit, the manager of her agency over to meet them. A fashion outfit had been ordered for her to wear and would be delivered soon. "When it arrives, bring it up to my r...
Modelling allows me to come out. I have mostly enjoyed sex after 'discovering' self-sex at sixteen years old, fucking just as I turned eighteen, a few times fully satisfied, most times frustrated, I have not had any long relationships, five months long is the most. I had a great curiosity of getting it on with another girl, once a little drunk after a par...
Its Only Being Photographed Pt 3. A word from Jayne. This is a continuation of how my son's girlfriend photographed me and how we masturbated together. It is the 3rd part and for continuity I strongly advise you to read the first two parts before this. With lots of deep grunts, moans and sighs, we climaxed at pretty much the same time. Both bodies writhe...
"Okay, ladies; just a bit closer…yeah, like that…hold it, hold it……got it!" Sami and Ramona relaxed but their eyes stay locked with each other for a few seconds longer than necessary, I thought. They were silent as they put on their respective wraparounds, covering their nudity. "Good session, you guys," I said to them both, "ve...
Everything in the garden was lovely. My mother, Karla, the randy 50-year-old, was in a sensationally steamy affair with my former lover, bikini model Sharon. I, equally randy as mom, was having a similarly steamy affair with Karen, another bikini model, who Sharon had introduced to me. Looking back on it, the introduction was obviously a ploy so that Sharon...
Madame Lambert looked like the pictures one saw in the fashion news but she looked more tired in person. She was nearing 80 years old and the fashion empire that she had built was thriving but she was still active, creating new products and new lines of clothing. The reason I met her was that she was looking for an older model (35-40) to be the face of a new...
Maddie realized two things when she woke up the day after graduating from high school. Firstly, she was no longer going to have the aura of an athlete lifting her up above the crowd; she had tried her best to earn an athletic scholarship, but there were no takers, save for a small school too far from civilization, where she feared irrelevance. Her ego did no...
(Dedicated to my kind and stern editor who measures my words into strict order and then interprets my meaning so skillfully.) * * * * * Paris, the summer of 1929, 'the last summer' we called it later, remembering the October Crash; it was the end of an era but I also remember it as the summer of my awakening. It seems like yesterday. A heat wave had swept...