Paul, an experienced, and very horny, lover is always willing to help. Eva had asked Paul to deflower her and introduce her to the joys and pleasures of sex. Paul, happily obliged and popped her cherry. Her last words to him before she left were: "Don't be surprised if you get some confidential phone calls from some of my friends!" Tina, a shy virgin frie...
I was so nervous. I only agreed to the boudoir photography to please my husband of 20 years. But today was the day, and now was the time. The photographer seemed nice enough. He spoke gently and slowly, and reminded me that I was in charge today. We wouldn't take any pics that I was uncomfortable with. I told him I appreciated that very much, and with that...
I could tell she was nervous. It started out pretty innocently but after some drinks and conversation, it progressed rapidly. We had traveled back to her hometown of Krakow for vacation and had decided to go out for drinks after dinner before going back to the apartment we had rented. We were dressed for a night out; I was wearing a black button up shirt,...
If I wanted you to feel sorry for me, I'd tell you that I haven't had a date since my wife left me three years ago. If I really wanted you to feel sorry for me, I'd tell you that we had three kids, now all in their teens. The truth is, Elaine was toxic. Lucie, the middle child, is the only female in the house, and she's the first one to tell you that we're b...
"So he's your boyfriend," she says. "And you're bi, and he brings you to the clubs so you can still fuck women." It's so close to the truth I don't know that I'd correct her, even if I was allowed to speak. My mistress tonight is young, and pretty. Looking more than ready for it in thigh high boots, in a short black catsuit that zippers to her waist. Big ey...
Chapter 3 - The Price for a Night Out on the Town June 1977 "What! Julie exclaimed. "ME?" "Yes, of course--I told you that was the price." "But, but, I thought you were going to do it!" "I'm sorry--I thought you understood. Anyway, I offered, but when he saw your pretty picture, he wanted you instead. And after all, it makes sense. It's something you're...
"One… Two… Three…" Amy Haynes was doing pushups in her room. Repeat sets of 10 in her gray-pink sports bra. It did little to support her breasts and in fact made her task more of a challenge, threatening to spill her all-natural D cup tits over the carpet. She kept her legs straight like she'd learned in Cheer Squad, her pale pink toes scrunched in...
I was sitting on a subway bench, staring at my reflection in the dirty glass. I looked like a girl version of me, maybe a sister or something. I was kind of cute, I thought, except for the upturned nose. I couldn't decide if I looked like a girl who might be a dude, or a dude who looked like a girl. Like, would people be more likely to say, "Hey, that guy lo...
As Lucia walked into her apartment building, the only thing she could think of was brushing her teeth an rinsing with mouth wash to get the acrid taste of Pete's cum out of her mouth. For the past week, she had been coerced into sucking her boss's dick during every shift at the dive bar where she was a waitress. Tonight in particular he had dropped a heavy l...
Well gentlemen, I'm back and have I been up to no good! For those of you who know me I want answer that question. For you guys who don't know me I'm Marca, 30 + something years old, married with no children. At 5' 10", 140# with a body of 40DD X 23 X 38 and I was a model before I was a Mrs. (see Ch. 1) Cont. from Ms. Marca Ch. 61 We took Uncle Bob’s body...