Babua was a poor bicycle mechanic. His immovable property consisted of a small bicycle repair garage and an adjacent small plot of land in which his earthen walled, thatch roofed hut stood. In his hut there was a window and a door made of flattened bamboo sheets. The door had no provision of locking because it was meaningless to put a lock in a bamboo made...
"Life is unfair." – thought Ben as he looked again at the girl on the beach. He sat on the sand, dressed in a white shorts and nothing else, looking at a beautiful young girl. She was laying on her back, getting an additional suntan on the shore of Mediterranean Sea. Ben stared at her for a long time, admiring her hot body, petite, with a slender waist,...
My boyfriend, Brandon, is borrowing my French 10-speed road bike. Brandon and I don't make out because he is Mormon. “I’ve been taking this puppy for tours around campus,” he said to me earlier today. And tours of your cock, I’m thinking now as I stand outside of Brandon's apartment complex before I go to class, looking at the bike he’s borrowing. Does...
It was Monday morning, and police cadet Katja "Kate" Perssen was driving in from the suburbs in the shiny new Jetta her parents had given her as a present for graduating police academy. Although she was newly assigned to the sex crimes unit, until she finished her training Kate was mostly working in the office writing reports and doing clerical wor...
"It is called a safety bicycle and it is an early birthday present." You looked at the gift warily as I told you about the machine before you. "It is made of the best steel and is of solid construction, the wheels are of a new form of rubber made by Doctor Dunlop called Vulcanized rubber, and they enclose a tube that softens the journey. Just look at the...
Though bursting with youthful energy and so happy to be in company of such a sexually charged and liberated, mature lady Padma aunty, I had my limits, was tired and after one deep and long ramming of her cunt, I passed off. When I got up in the morning, a sweating Padma aunty was busy exercising on the floor. She signaled me to be silent and gestured towar...
Helen didn't like to make a fuss. It was such a small shop. She smiled and apologised for being a nuisance. The bicycle she was interested in -it was red, her favourite colour- rested on a stand against the wall. The floor before it was an assault course of open cardboard boxes and bicycle parts. "I like the big red one," she told the owner, and immediately...
The figure beside her stirred slightly; Tessa's hand slid down between her ass cheeks, and a softly murmured, "Mmmm," floated out from under the covers as Tessa's fingers searched out the magical places. Tessa felt her own body respond as her fingers slid past the curve of warm buttocks and directly between the legs of the sleeping figure. Tessa pondered...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 It was the breaking zipper that pushed Sarah Juarez to take action. It was her favorite skirt, a pale pink skirt that reached to just above her knees and in attempting to squeeze her bulk into it, the teeth of the zipper refused to hold f...
Wendy is 5' 6" and pretty, with wholesome "girl next door" looks, light brown hair and a nice body. I was proud to take her to meet my parents the first time. She has very fair skin, and her eyes are a striking green. When she looks at you, you know you are being looked at. Her breasts are 34 C with a nice teardrop shape. Her nipples and aureoles are small a...