Robin was excited and looking out the window, deep in thought. When I squeezed her breast, she laughed and called me a horndog; I pulled it out from the tank top and the breeze, from the open windows, stiffened her nipple and I gently tweaked it. Her hand pushed inside my shorts to gently stroke it through the underwear. I moaned, "Mmmm...yeah...yeah, that...
"Come here!" "No, Why the fuck should I?" "You know why—so don't play games, miss!" Look who's talking about playing games. You're pathetic." Pathetic! You're the one who's drunk and horny" Me! Really! That bulge in your jeans looks like you want something pretty bad. Is that why you can't take your eyes off it? Look at you. I bet your cunt is drippin...
I'm not putting this into a category you might expect after reading it. It could go into lesbian, but that would be misleading, because of some things regarding the sex happening. I'm not putting this into transsexuals, because the mindset isn't fitting for that. The keyword here is basically 'artificial dick', so you know what to expect, even if it may spo...
Me and a buddy decided to go see a rock concert at the Great Western Forum (that's what the Staples Center was called back then). I was 21 at the time, horny all the time and could never get enough pussy. So we go to the concert in our own cars since his brother lived nearby and he was going there afterward to hang-out for the weekend... no problem. So, aft...
I have always been first chair in the Clarinet section. There is this girl named Abigail Conley that plays Flute in band and Clarinet at home who became my best friend pretty quickly. I normally don't tell about my Clarinet fetish, in fact, not even she knows about it. I don't know what it was about this girl though, but I felt like I could tell her anything...
Mo looked down at my hand wrapped around his middle penis. I ask him if no one has ever touched his penis before, he told me no. I began to slowly jerk him off while talking to him. "Mo, where I come from, sex is a mutual thing, men can get pleasure as well as give it. Does this feel good Mo?" I told him as I slid my hand up and down his now growing jelly...
I was a virgin and it was the thing I hated most about myself. Even my acne which had failed to clear up after my teens was more acceptable than that particular albatross around my neck. All my friends had seemed to have popped their cherry without a hitch. Why was I any different. Now that I had started at university I thought things would be different....
A story inspired by the CG artist Thew: Elf Captive 2013 Revised Filthier Version 3/14 Strange to say, but she was quite good-looking, for an orc. In fact Meyone wasn't certain she was truly an orc at all—at least not a fullblooded one. Sarlaicha, she called herself, though Meyone still wasn't clear what her title was. Did the loathsome orcs consider her...
Part 1 - the girls are mown The sun had been sweltering all day and even as the shadows lengthened there seemed no let up in the heat. Danielle had been waiting for what seemed hours for her friend. The sweat dripped down her, running from her neck into her dress and seemingly out again from below the hem. It was not really the same trickle, after all there...
Beth giggled and tugged her friend's arm. "Come on, Cathy! Just come over and see the project I've been working on. It'll take like ten minutes! In and out, I promise!" Cathy wasn't sure. She was supposed to be meeting her boyfriend in a half hour across town. And Beth wasn't a regular friend of hers, she'd never been over to the girl's house before. The...