It was usual for undergrads to jog during the darkest hours of the night. While one studied at the bench under the bright lights of the corridors, girls or guys in pairs, or in small groups, would slowly pass by, their toned, muscular bodies covered with sheen of sweat. It was a marvelous display of youth, of raw sexual virility – reminiscence of a passionat...
A/N: This is today's daydream. I hope you Enjoy. *** Ally's hands were soft as they ran across my body. Her fingertips cupped the curve of my ass and tightened as she pulled me closer to her body. She rolled me so my back was against the bed, her form stretched across mine. My stomach was a mess of knots as the heat filled my entire body, thrumming like el...
This story and the first chapter of it are true stories. My wife is one of the characters (all names changed) and I always wondered what went on at these retreats and in particular why the husbands were actively discouraged from going. I had some suspicions based around the catch phrases of "big hugs and sweet kisses" which I heard from a couple of my wife's...
Note: I decided to branch out in my writings. There will be more for my Fire in the Hole series, but I am also going to write about true experiences I've had. All my stories are based on actual happenings. Hope you like. Jane moaned softly into her pillow as the pulsing of her clit became an insistent throb. Still half-asleep, her hand slid between her bod...
Cassie lowered her eyes and turned her head towards the row of pastel coloured bras and knickers that hung on frail hangers. I had suggested we deplete our monthly allowances on brightening up our stock of underwear and clothes. She agreed and my little plan had already passed the first hurdle. Of course, with nearly everything I suggest there is always an u...
"Why did I do this to myself?" I thought, watching her set up in her new cubicle. It was August, the start of a new school year, and she was wearing a tank top and shorts that showed off her best assets; her long, athletic legs, and her tight round ass. I tried not to stare, even though she was facing away from me putting books on the shelves. "Why did I ch...
Marci sat on the toilet, staring at the door, her feet bouncing up and down in anticipation. A small trickle of juice had begun to ooze from her pussy, making her panties stick to her increasingly warm crotch. She lifted up her skirt and rubbed the palm of her hand against the silk pink panties. Slowly and deliberately she brushed against it, building her ex...
I have had a hard day at work, and on my way home decide to treat myself by stopping off for a quick drink at a very pleasant little wine bar. I walk into the dimly lit place, buy a glass of white wine at the bar and sit down at a small table right up against the wall, and out of sight of most of the rest of the bar area. I sit, staring into space blessedly...
A girl never forgets her first orgasm. The discovery, the exploration, the exhilaration, followed by that small amount of guilt at what we've done. For a girl is conditioned to think her own sexual pleasure is naughty and unnatural. Or at least that is how it was for Kira. In a Christian household female sexual desire is considered dirty. She grew up watchin...
It was early Monday morning, Kate's husband was off to his meetings and she was using the gym at the resort. Her auburn hair was up in a ponytail, her green eyes were bright and her work out outfit showed an exquisite body. Her body rippled under the thin covering, each of her assets highlighted. Kate was just finishing her warm up routine when she saw the w...