"Coffee after class" became Inge's regular greeting. They didn't go for coffee anymore. Instead they spent luxurious, relaxed, aroused, loving, erotic afternoons in each other's arms. Inge was not a little hurt to hear "Not today, the Eels are playing in the semi-finals". She cornered him after the class with "I've got a TV, is my place not good enough for...
Alan Meadows yawned and looked at the morning sky and rubbed his flat gut affectionately. The breakfast of mixed grains and skimmed milk following by one piece of buttered toast topped by a skimming of peanut butter (for taste) was better for his health than bacon, eggs and two pieces of fried bread. Oh yeah? "Yeah," he grunted from the deck of his boat...
My penis grew hard beneath my dress. My boss Mr. Peter Bobson, the first Bobson of Bobson, Bobson and Sons stood there in front of me dress in his sexy schoolgirl outfit: Crisp white shirt with tie dangling over his protruding boobs, short tartan skirt, and white, thigh-high stockings held up with garters and black, four inch skinny stiletto heeled Mary Jane...
Chapter Thirty Both girls were exhausted from the experience and journey to Sicily and back. Amanda rolled onto her side and looked at herself in the closet door mirror. "I wonder if we run into Carlo walking down the street, if he'll know us, or is he just a character in a book manufactured somehow by the library?" she said aloud. Sylvia moved behind her...
Just past midnight, on a pitch black, moonless night, six eighteen-year-old girls from across the country arrived in a black Suburban and filed anxiously into the marina's business center, following signs to Gethsemane Academy's reserved conference room. They had few clues to where in the world they were or what to expect next. A tray of pastries rested on a...
Jenny felt out of place at the university. True, she had been granted a scholarship for her track time at high school, but she didn't really feel worthy to be deserving of a full four year scholarship. Still, her parents had begged her to take it, since it might be the only chance she would have to get a college degree. So reluctantly, she had signed the acc...
Chapter 6 – Converted 08:20 The door opened and in walks Fatima Salahi flanked by two massive security guards. The guards dressed in standard black business suits take up positions on either side of the door. I was a little disappointed given the arrival of the entourage that Mr. Drax was not the next to step through the door. I could hear a soft snicker e...
Some people say that Jennifer Lopez has a really beautiful ass, that is, it is delightful to look at. Well, they're right; she does have a gorgeous ass, big and voluptuous, wonderful to ogle and to lust for and to masturbate over. But, if those people think that is the only thing it is good for, they are sorely mistaken. I am one of the few men who are lucky...
They had to look normal -- they had to blend in. Anyone noticing them on the street needed to assume they were regular people going on about benign tasks. They had to appear both amicable and nonthreatening; the kind of person you might meet, have a friendly chat with, and then forget about forever. So, the two beautiful women strolling down the street wore...
Well... :) Here it is, the final chapter. There were definitely times when I thought I wasn't going to finish this one (I have a feeling many of you reading this were thinking the same!). The fact that I made it to the end is due in no small part to all those of you who cared to leave me comments and send emails - thank you so much for them all. But extra...