I met Jenna at college in a Chemistry class. She was just out of high school by one or two years and taking courses at the local community college. She was about 5'4" and had brown eyes and mid-length brown hair. Her body was tight, 36c luscious tits and a nice round ass and smooth white skin. I was fortunate enough to be her lab partner. She also told me sh...
This story is a follow up to Chapter 1 and takes off of a situation that set up earlier in Chapter 1. So, for a full tracking, we would suggest that you read Chapter 1. And thank you for your positive votes. I'm laying back on the bed, playing with the cum that a stranger had just coated onto my titties, spreading it around and generally diddling with my...
This is the ninth instalment of an 18-year-old music student's, Clare's, sexual journey. In the first instalment, she was hired by the husband and wife team of escort agency owners who discover during some sexual high jinx she is still a virgin. In the second, she set out in a limo to her first appointment with her new escort name, "Celeste," to a man who ou...
Whenever Darren told Clare he was going to have a party she was apprehensive, but quite excited too. It's not that she was invited to the parties. You couldn't describe it that way at all. She didn't get left out of things either. Clare was always the focal point of activities and she never knew quite what part she would have to play. Clare knew better than...
Quite out of breath, they lay on the floor, breathing heavily. It was some time before the nun adjusted her skirts and covered her nakedness. You have plummed my depths most wonderously,“ said Maria Clare. Zachary arranged his cloak, marveling at his good fortune. “You may spank me anytime you wish,” said the boy. “I would spy upon you in your privey a hu...
A continuation of my return visit to meet Clare: "I'm still rather intrigued to know who this person named Abby is?" Clare reiterated. She was still bent forward with her left knee and upper torso sprawled upon her desk, her right foot on the floor, supporting the rest of body. Her psychedelic print dress was bunched up around her hips exposing her gorgeous...
I rang the doorbell and a dog started barking. It was not a yap but the deep woof of a large dog. I was calling on Mrs Evans for some private tuition in biochemistry. Earlier in the year I had been ill for a fortnight when my class had been taught the basics of biochemical pathways. When I came back to College I found I couldn't understand what the hell was...
He saw her most days. Their schedules overlapped. When he returned from his night shift, she left for work. Some days, as the elevator opened on his floor, she'd be waiting. They always shared a smile, but they never spoke. On other days, he'd make it to his door before she closed hers. He would wait and watch her walk to the elevator. She dressed smart: tig...
Sensuality hanging in the air: it was a thought. A solitary nagging question of 'What if I did?' They'd written to each other and talked about it, of course, but somehow the situation had never quite arisen: timing, mood, other events getting in the way. For the most part, the thought never surfaced, buried now in the layers of friendship, the discussion...
'That is a great view'. The Agent was showing us round a few apartments and this one was the best. One of two apartments on the top floor of an L shaped block overlooking the azure blue ocean. We had just flown into St Gilbert having been given the job transfer of a lifetime. No longer would I be getting Northern Line into Bank, I was now going to spend the...