We get out of the car and I still can't take my eyes off of you. You look spectacular in the white capri pants and pink short sleeve blouse you're wearing. Your finger and toenails match your blouse. I walk around to the trunk of the car and open it up. I pull out a small cooler and a picnic basket, you take the basket from my hands. I lean over to you and o...
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The rain outside her dorm window was getting harder and harder. The wind howled so loud that it sounded as though it was tearing out the trees on the front lawn by the roots. Ivy did not like bad weather; it always made her nervous and scared. She hated being so far from home, if only she decided to go to a college closer to her small hometown. All of a sudd...
Erica was your typical small town girl. She was raised in a quiet county setting by a wholesome family. Erica was always a very smart, pretty, girl. In fact all the way through school she continued to blossom and turn into a beautiful young woman. By the time Erica finished college she had turned into a voluptuous beauty that would turn heads on a regular ba...
In my early twenties, I was working at one of those quirky, sports-themed, chain restaurants. I was a cook and I had been there a little over 2 years when she came into my life. Her name was Toni and she was one of the new college girls that we had hired for the summer. She instantly became the topic of conversation among all the other cooks, the busboys,...
Ever since the day in the potting shed I hadn't been able to get her out of my mind. The fact that she kept walking around in next to nothing didn't help matters either. Unfortunately, her husband always seemed to be around so I didn't have a chance to get my hands on her again. That didn't stop me from enjoying the view though. My favorite times were when s...
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"How do I look?" Selma asked, standing in front of her lavish vanity. She was wearing a tight-fitting white business suit with absolutely nothing on underneath; the jacket hung open to reveal the curve of her ample breasts and she was currently debating whether to have it buttoned, or just leave it as it was. "You look amazing mistress," said Jack. He was...
The room was dim as he waited. Hungry with anticipation he churned uneasily on the edge of the bed, and fidgeting with the bulge in his pants. A drop of perspiration traced the ridges of his furrowed brow. His temperature rose when he heard the shower water stop. He followed her shadow under the bathroom door as she stepped from the shower to the vanity. The...
Tim woke up when his alarm clock started ringing in it's annoying way. He groaned loudly, cursing himself for smoking too much weed the night before. Moderation was definitely not his strong point, and that was the truth. He had assumed that college would be different. His schedule would be his to set and when not in school, he could party all he wanted. U...