Cathy Dupree had been single for some time, and the sexual rush she got that day, was more than welcome. The night before, she'd lain atop her bed, facing the mirror and watched herself masturbate with the large vibrator which had so long been her best friend, her orgasm magnificent as her imagination took her through a fantasy which saw her with the upper h...
"Anna, you'll have to leave the drape low enough for me to see the crack of your ass, my darling." He was sculpting me from behind: just my bare back and the crack of my ass above the drape. But it was cold in the studio and my nipples stood up like two hard points. "What a lovely ass you have, Anna" he said as he fingered the drape above my ass crack. He...
Traci and I had our business and our social life which were both very important to us. Our sexual adventures had taken us to exciting heights. Traci had convinced me that much of our hang-ups come from conditioned responses of our early lives. It was not that we detested society and rules; it was that she believed in reality instead of pretense. Much of her...
This "First Time" story also has a voyeur theme and involves a natural woman. *** "Oh Randy," my Mom chirped as I neared the front door, apparently seeing me trying to escape so I could go down to the park to see if anybody was hanging out. "Did you notice we have a new neighbor?" "I saw a moving truck the other day," I admitted, and while I was hoping th...
Author's Note: The following is purely fiction and the property of the author. While I try to make each chapter capable of standing on its on merit, it is best to read the previous chapters to fully understand the story line. Any feed back would be greatly appreciated. FENDER BENDER PART 8 My name is Robert, but when I am dressed I call myself Vicki. I am...
Hello, everyone. I hope you read the previous chapter and enjoyed it. This story is a continuation of the Shadows of Resentment series. In this chapter, we find out what happened with the girls. Again, let me reiterate, I am no expert on anything military, so I used my imagination freely here. It is not my intention to offend any of the great people who hav...
Chapter 2 Cannon Fire Chantel and I share a lot more than sex When I came to, Chantel was lying beside me, smiling, and Darnell was reclining against the headboard—still trying to get his breathing under control. I could smell Chantel’s cunt spray on my face, taste D’bone’s cum in my mouth, feel my own cunt juice leaking out of me and running into the crac...
He doesn't have to look to know she's there. It's 10 o'clock on a Thursday night. She never misses and she's never late. He feels her slide into the empty seat beside him and her scent immediately surrounds him, blocking out all others, immersing him in a heavy, fragrant cloud. She smells of cool earth, of freshly blooming green things and something much swe...
"Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking, and when she passes, each one she passes goes Ahhh….." I croon, singing on the top of my lungs as I cruise down the boulevard, oblivious to the traffic swirl around me. "When she walks just like a samba, that swings so cool and sways so gently, that when she passes, each one she passes...
Last Year I got a telephone call that I was not expecting. It was my old neighbor's daughter Jane. She called to say she was going to be in the area and that she would like to know if she could stay for a week. I said yes, and I was excited because Jane and I were good friends. Jane was like a sister to me, and I did not see much of Jane, because about six y...