Saturday morning brought complications for Beverly. She had been looking forward to a rally with their club, the Tandem Bicycle Riders, training faithfully, practicing various shifts and power stroking techniques with her husband. In anticipation Bev spent extra time on her own, working on endurance exercises because she knew that some of the hill climbs, ex...
‘The doorbell rang at 7:30. Smirking, I turned the radio down a little. The fragrance of my hair followed my every move as the loose strands framed my face. I could just see your face through the small window in the front door. I didn’t expect anything to happen other than two friends hanging out, but there was always a chance that something would and that m...
Two youngsters joined me at my table in a roadside truck stop. Two girls in their late teens, I guessed. 'Give us a lift, Mister!' 'Hi, when did you two last eat? You look perished.' 'My name is Wendy. We had a meal bought for us down in Dover yesterday dinnertime. Last night a driver gave us his sandwiches.' I take it you have no money then?' 'We don't...
She woke up feeling as if her day would be like every other day of her life - exciting to a point, but pleasantly predictable by default. Lately though, she had been switching things up a bit, a little something here, a surprising something there. They are the little things to help condition the guilt that she knows will come. Eventually she will slip up and...
I was always fascinated by body painting. I found very interesting and exciting a beautiful woman completely naked, having painting on her, with every part of her visible, having the illusion, that she's not entirely nude. Although I do not consider myself an artist, I like to paint and make various computer graphics. Once I had a chat on this with a frien...
The old house on River Road creaked and groaned loudly, almost as if its elderly bones hurt. Nobody heard the sounds because the house was empty and had been since the last owners abandoned it in 1924. The grass had been taken over by straw grass and weeds. The bushes were over grown and scrapped against the clapboard siding. The screen door hung askew by on...
"What's on your schedule this week?" Kathy asked her husband Mark. He looked up from the morning paper and said, "Nothing special. Why?" "It's my turn in the barrel again. I have to chaperone the Spring Dance and I was wondering if you would like to go with me." "Yeah, right! You know how I feel about those things. I still don't understand why you have to...
God, how she missed him. His hands on her body. The warmth of him next to her. A whole weekend of fucking, sucking, and serving; soon she would be there again. Winding through the hills of North Georgia, wearing her little yellow sun dress with nothing underneath, her little cunt was on fire. She fought the urge to pull over and cum. Had she, it would have...
Toshiro Hakagawa (Tomiko tonight) felt the hundreds of male eyes following him as he turned off the trail and began the ascent of the more densely forested hill. He had given them something to stare at, a miniskirted Japanese schoolgirl, ten years younger than Toshiro's actual age of 28, with firm slender thighs, sleeky black hair, high breasts, and a book b...
It was February vacation and I was going down to Martha's Vineyard for the long weekend thanks to President's Day. I was looking forward to seeing my friends, and especially Nicole. We had hooked up in the past and we went as far as me eating her out and her giving me a blowjob. We had talked in the weeks and months prior to vacation regarding our sexual liv...