Misha is fed up with being good; she'd very much like to be bad instead. Not awful, undermining all her hard work and diligent study had achieved, but please, just a little bit naughty. Far from the repressed Asian woman of out-dated stereotypes Misha was bought up in a liberal home where girl's educational attainment was encouraged by her parents, if not so...
Sarah had always been sexually adventurous yet finds herself in a rut of doggy style and missionary. Surely this is not what they mean when they talk about a married sex life? She day dreams about the wild days, lay-bys where she would take if her sexy panties and straddle the driver or the long drives where she would unzip his pants while he was driving and...
“Pffff, another sweater.” Aaron says as he holds up the red, green, and white Christmas garment is aunt sent him. “At least this one as an actual cool design on it.” Ian says as he smiles at his roommate. In a small house in a secluded neighborhood covered in snow, two men in their mid-20’s enjoy a simple holiday together. With the pandemic still at large, b...
When I awoke the next morning, which was Sunday (but felt like it should be Monday or Tuesday, given long Saturday had been), I felt a wonderful wetness around my cock and a bouncing motion on it that could only mean one thing. One of my sweet ladies had chosen to ride me in my sleep. I looked up and noticed beautiful blonde hair, silky olive skin, and the l...
Mingling with our visitors, my sense of things got to a spinning confusion. Between the alcohol and the weed and the fuck, it was a gooood fuck, and the chess of players in my house, I felt like an old Buick doing 60mph on the freeway and the driver (who's driving?) all of a sudden throwed the transmission in reverse. My poor used pussy still had "fresh co...
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...
It's a Friday night and I have nothing to do, no homework and its too cold to go out anywhere without a car. All of my roommates have already left to hang out with their friends. I've finished all my work and none of my friends are around, so I'm lounging in some sweats and a cut-off shirt, playing a video game. You knock on my door, three light raps. I'm n...
Henry and Charlie were very happy to have their own personal Sex Slut. They had no idea that I wasn't a slut at all, I just loved sex with dirty old men. I was their counterpart, a dirty younger woman. In the end I think it was a definition of the word not the woman. How could they know I was a more than willing participant in all they wanted to do. I wa...
Too many ironies, thought Susan, drunkenly. Too damn many ironies for one day. She reached for the bottle on her desk, but her hand went where the bottle wasn't and only succeeded in knocking it into the wastebasket. Hell with it. She folded her arms on the desk and let her head fall heavily onto them as she began to weep again. Too damn many ironie...
The graphic Halloween sexual adventures of a barely legal valley girl continue when she encounters a second masked man. And more! Although this story is complete in itself, reading THE HAUNTED HOUSE CLUB first will doubtless increase your enjoyment of Part Two. Some readers pointed out to me that in Part One the night had just begun, and they were not wrong....