I had seen her a few times before, mostly on the beach, with the guy I guessed was her husband, or chatting with friends. Some people came for a week or two, but she was clearly here for a lot longer than that. Her tan said that she had already enjoyed weeks, if not months, in the sun, as dark a tan as you can get, even though her short cropped hair was blon...
My penis, when fully erect, is just over five inches long. This is, I know, on the small side, but then, while I see lots of huge cocks in porn, I certainly see a lot that don't look any bigger than mine. It's also true that, when fucking girls, I have occasionally gone too deep into their vaginas, and hurt them. So it seems to that my dick is big enough for...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person are coincidental and unintended. I have a habit of writing stories in series. This story starts another. I apologize that there isn't much sex in this story. The intention is to set the background for later chapters. Comments on this story, both favora...
Anna smiled with a nod and after a moment replied: "If you don't mind, I want to sleep with him tonight, ... just to talk." "If you want to, ... even if you don't just talk," Marge agreed with a smile. I nodded, liking that Anna's nipples were erect, and agreed, smiling at Marge: "Sounds like a good idea, just don't wake his neighbors with all your ta...
The adventure I'm about to describe happened in late spring of 2000 when Jon took me to the South of France for a two-week holiday. * Unlike most of our trips abroad when Jon doesn't tell me that we are going until about 3 or 4 hours before we climb on the plane, Jon gave me 3 weeks notice of this holiday. I had to let the manager of the Hair Salon where I...
Some readers might find my use of Madame or the abbreviation Mme in this story a little formal or old fashioned. This I have done quite deliberately for two reasons. First, the story takes place in rural France where the old fashioned rules of politeness are still observed. With the family, close friends or children forenames and informal (2nd person singula...
He found a secluded place. Someone would have to drive along the small road and see his parked car and then find us a hundred meters or so away in the shade of some trees. He spread out his blanket. It would really have been too small for all of us, even if Anna had been hoping we could sit closer together. We spread out our towels. As I was still wonderin...
The author and Annie are just back from Cape d'Agde with some wonderful experiences that will be included in some future chapters. In the meantime we left off with... * Jr., at the rear of the group, looked back to see his mother, lying in the sun and smearing their amalgam of cum over her body. She does take good care of her skin he thought as she gathere...
This is one of a series of stories with titles, and intended storylines, based on principal subjects taken in General Certificate of Education (GCE) Advanced Level examinations in England and Wales, usually at the age of eighteen. Success in these exams qualifies the student to go on to study at a university or art college. The first story is Mathematics; ot...
She was fondling my soft cock. I fondled her breast in return - just to respond. We hadn't heard them use the toilet, then heard them snickering. Anna snorted and murmured: "They must be going in the shower." "Um-hmm." Her fingers fondled me a little more suggestively, and she murmured: "Then they can take a shower." "Um-hmm," I agreed. Her hand was...