This is a true story. L is beautiful. She has great tits and wonderful pale areolas the size of a silver dollar. Tragically, the love of L's life died about one year ago. He was the only person that shaved her and since then, she has gone au naturel. With the southern weather getting warmer, L finally felt the need to rid herself of all this hair. She thou...
The Morning of Noodles, Cabbage and Prophecy #3 Today, I’m going to make some egg noodles for a cheap and boiled Polish dish. It’s kluski kapusta po! Pay attention, because you will want to compile your shopping list. These noodles are kosher and very economical. All the ingredients are readily kype-able at a supermarket in your locale. Crack six eggs and...
A similar story was told to me as a real scheme conceived by three college sophomores. However, this story is purely fictional, and I would sleep much better if no one ever tried it out in practice. * It happened last year when I was living in the third floor quad. There were James and Alex and Nathan and myself, and we were all single at the time and qui...
In my previous post, I wrote about SAD (See Alternate Diary). It was the journal I used for to write down anything really private. And although it looks pretty wordy in the posting, an example of an actual entry would look something like this: T parents away. LR. CO's nike t Black and black. T: shorts workt, white bikini. That would translate into: Tony'...
Have you ever wanted to sensually slip and slide together with your loved one or with a few close friends. Lavishing erotically in the wet slick feeling as everyone’s body is generously covered in a glistening slippery oil. All heaped together in one welded mass of gleaming flesh, slowly gyrating and thrusting in unison to achieve the ultimate orgasmic bliss...
"And as you see here, this student has figured out a beautiful way to give an incorrect answer." Amelia wasn't really paying attention to what her professor-Mrs. Devans-was saying at the moment. She was just telling everyone why they did stuff wrong instead of telling them how to do it right. Again. She did it so often, Amelia was starting to wonder if Mrs....
Part One - The Ensemble “Are the socks ready?” “Oui Monsieur.” “Put them on the tray in the Hall.” I watched the maid leave the room. By heaven even I was turned on, that tiny skirt and those fishnet tights tottering into the Hall on stiletto heels. Two days getting ready, two days! Still, it’s what he wanted. No one could ‘dress’ the French Maid like Pa...
James had come over to spend the weekend with Emily. James and Emily were both 20 and attending college. Sally was Emily's mother, and she was more then happy to have James over. "He was a nice young man" she'd tell people. Emily had been widowed several years earlier, and she always enjoyed the company. After dinner, Sally stayed down stairs and watched t...
There is something captivating about the sensual southern woman, something that sets your soul afire and no power on earth can extinguish the flames she sets ablaze in your heart. She can mesmerize you with her looks and when you pass in into her orbit you are captured and enslaved to your lust and passions for her. The sultry siren is the cross between the...
5 Months Later... I laid on my back as Angelo gently separated my legs. "I love you so much, Mya," he whispered, planting kisses along my inner thighs. "I love you, too," I responded, watching as rubbed my wet pussy through my panties. The months had passed and everyday Angelo showed me how much we meant to him. Against my better judgment, I moved in with...