Ivy pulled into the driveway at her house. It was about 10 am, she noticed Rick was in the yard mowing. Her mother was also in the front yard working on her flowers. Her mother watched her as she pulled in and waved. Ivy sighed, what was she going to say now. She focused on her cock and it disappeared. Her shorts were way to tight her bulge would be obviou...
I was lying on the beach. It was a hot, beautiful day. I stared at the waves of the ocean going up and down, up and down. I saw a sexy girl. Her breasts were like perfect round mangos hanging in her string bikini. Her eyes were as deep and blue as the ocean as they met mine I could not look away. I was going to say something to her. I wanted to call her ov...
"She? Ah... Do you mind if I ask ah... What was it like with another women I mean? Shit I'm not a lesbian and I know your not but shit as I was watching you and Grace I.... Ah fuck I started to get hot. I ah..." The phone cut off any further comment. Jill picked it up "Hello tired twat residence. Which twat do you wish to speak to?" "Jill your obscene " Gr...
Angie wanted the apartment before she'd even seen the whole thing. In fact, as soon as she walked in she had to stop for a second and squeeze her legs together to steady herself. The building manager, a thick man in his forties, was saying something that Angie almost missed. "This is what's called a partial view. If you, ah, stand right over here and lean...
"I'm going to hate this," I announced to Marisol while we quickly got dressed in the girls' locker room. We were the last two girls in there, having had to search for our clothes which had been hidden by some of the other girls as a practical joke. Marisol was on the verge of crying because she would most likely be late for her job. I wasn't taking the delay...
You are out at lunch with some family members, rather large group that you hadn't seen in awhile...while you're laughing, joking, smiling, and reminiscing, you get a text from me. Curious, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, open it, and it reads, "You wanna play?" Your thoughts rush back to the night before...where you laid me down, softly took control an...
I know what women really want. A real man. Like me. Not some Oprah-watching, caring, feeling type. No, women want a man that will give them what they need. And that man is me. As I sit here on a Saturday afternoon in the mall, I know that I could have any woman I choose. Take that one over there, for instance. 20-something, blond hair tied in a bun, severe...
The fluorescent lights in the station buzzed incessantly, and as Chloe fed her travel card through the ticket machine she cursed the day she jumped a light at 60 miles per hour in her flashy new car. Her punishment; having to travel to and from work by tube and endure the various delays, dysfunctional members and bad odours of society that came with it, for...
She was older than what I might normally have thought of as someone I'd engage in sex with, though younger than I am by 4 years. She wasn't attractive in the sense of beauty as I'd define it, but at her age, and with respect for herself, she maintained what level of beauty she had. The important thing is, she was as hungry as I told her I was, and we both h...
The following is chapter 7 in the ongoing saga of our poor, hapless Jimmy's deeper indoctrination into the world of femininity, that lucky guy! :-) Again, thanks to all who have supported this minor effort with their kind words and votes of support, as well as wishes for this story's continuation. This story is slowly coming to a conclusion, perhaps in 1 or...