Erin was in a long term relationship with Randy. This is new for her. She is basically a reformed slut. But you can never stop being slutty, and the need for a new cock will always be there. It's been 2 years since another dick has been inside her, and the same old thing from Randy was getting tiresome. But she would remain loyal. Really. She was 5'3, 135 p...
I was left, naked, there for some ten minutes or so. And then the door opened. I was amazed by what (who?) entered the room. There were two women completely encased in baby pink latex with vertical white piping on the seams, complete to the point their heads were even covered. Now, I have worn latex before (at my ex's want), but this was something new. The...
The traditional rite of an autumn weekend is fast football, cold beer, and good friends. But Jim was not the kind of guy who enjoyed football. He was also not the kind of guy to swill gallons of cold beer. And he certainly didn't have many friends. Jim Handy was a young and promising architect who specialized in upscale residential buildings in the recently...
After my late night last night I was certainly in no mood to wake up today, rolling over I squinted at my alarm clock. It was 11:30am, I groaned audibly as I made my way from my bed to the shower, losing my tight black boy shorts and lace bra along the way. After a quick shower and some necessary time straightening my jet black hair in the mirror, I ran thou...
(Continued from CH 1) Then I just knelt there, looking at her. So beautiful. So pale and perfect - such a narrow waist and curvy hips and - god, what a glorious ass! But then the hornies came up full again and I pulled back, grabbed her by the hips and rammed in. She grunted. Her knees spread out a little bit more and I rammed back and forth again. She gasp...
I met Debbie by accident, well this whole episode was about accidents, but more of that later. I'd been out having a drink and looking at the talent. I'd gone to one of my favorite bars in town that is quite a popular place, but not too crowded and not too loud with the music that you couldn't hear yourself speak in there. The place usually had a fair few ni...
In Ch. 1, I met a mature lady, Emma, who became my lover; she left for Florida in October 1963; before she left, she introduced me to Bev. November 1963: I had not heard from Emma since she moved to Florida; I assumed she was busy with her new life. Two weeks after Emma left for Florida, on a Wednesday evening, I went to Charly’s. After I sat at the bar, I...
I sat at my desk, turned on my computer, and looked at my schedule, nothing really pressing, I was a writer, photographer and illustrator, being able to take my own photos was a huge advantage, most writers had to bring a photographer with them when they covered a story, I usually went out alone. My latest story was high school sports, the cost and advanta...
She seemed to gulp as she rubbed my neck and shoulders. Yet, her hands still kept kneading and massaging my muscles. Her body was pressed against mine. I could feel the roughness of the lace edging and spandex of her outfit. Her bare skin touched each side of my hips as her thighs griped my body from behind. "Well it is high time that you finally did it lit...
Mary met me at the door, for our luncheon engagement, wearing a black short outfit. The top was a linen vest cut low in the front with satin lapels and covered buttons. The short selves were made out of chiffon that matched the chiffon skirt that came nearly her ankles in the back and mid shin in the front. The skirt was over black linen shorts that had a wi...