She stopped her action suddenly, and looked like she was thinking. She moved her hands away from her waistband, then kind of flipped, again, and went sideways from him, stretching one leg out at an almost ninety degree angle to her body. Then she looked at him, smiled, and as she did she lifted the outstretched leg, and rapidly and effortlessly placed it wit...
Hello. My name is Miranda. It was during my second year at university that this incident happened. I hope you find the retelling of it interesting. I am blushing at the recall of the events and hope that by putting them here for everyone to read it will start to free me from my embarrassment. I was a keen gymnast. Not a very good one, but I belonged to a c...
Victor's doorbell rang. He opened to find his latest tutoring subject. She was more petite than the usual candidates. Her pixie cut blond hair hung over her eyes and barely covered her neck. Her petite build was offset by modest firm breasts with nipples poking at the tight gym teeshirt and a trim ass under silky gym shorts. She handed Victor an envelope and...
Chapter Three The Morning After Valentine's Day I awoke as if nothing changed during sleep. Jill's adorable raven hair head remained against my chest. However something felt different. "It's hard," she said, looking up at me with a look of wonder and excitement. "It does that in the morning. It's called morning wood or a piss hard on. It keeps me from pi...
Part Five I had been left face down and spread-eagled to the table in complete darkness for a long time. My arm was stretched but not enough to hurt this time, I managed to wriggle my caged cock from under my body so it was not between my legs but the spiked were still sticking in. I don't know how long I was left down there but I was so exhausted I managed...
The woman pushed her empty bottle to the rail, dug in a little pocket in her oh-so-pleasant yoga pants, and produced some wadded-up bills. She put them on the bar without straightening them and turned back to him. She looked at him, considering, seemingly thinking, and said, "You're nice." She thought some more. "I'll suck you. It'll be fun." He had to si...
It was late August and hot as hell. I was 21 years old, and helping my boyfriend Brad switch apartments right before the start of the fall semester. We had only been dating a few months, and I had just recently met his mom and step-dad. They showed up about 9:00 that Saturday morning to help us move. Brad's mom and step-dad were much younger than my parents,...
Britt called me, crying one night. Her best friend had just left her house; her boyfriend had just broken up with her. "Chris...Are, are...You there...?" Britt managed to stutter out through her tears. "Yes, I am. What's wrong Britt?" "Tony...just broke...he just broke up with me!!" she whimpered into the telephone before bursting into an immense flow of...
Alice Mihara assessed herself in the mirror in her one piece black bathing suit with red stripes down the sides. Her long dark hair, shiny and silky, flowed over her slim shoulders. She had a striking Asian face most would call beautiful, a slim pretty figure with tiny a-cup breasts, narrow waist and nice flaring hips. She turned sideways to get a better loo...
CHAPTER 1: MONICA, THE GYMNAST Monica was a young girl I'd noticed since moving into the neighborhood a month before. She had long, straight brown hair that hung down the sides of her face. Her small, but nicely rounded, breasts were molded high up on her chest, jutting out straight, firm, and slightly pointed. Her chubby, large shaped ass created soft curv...