As the sunlight hits Inga's bedroom the lovely blonde stirs. She opens her eyes and looks at the clock, seeing its after 9 am. Inga can feel the sleeping youngster against her back, his spent cock wedged in between her ass cheeks. The sexy milf can feel his arm around her holding her against him. She loves the feeling of waking up with a sexy 18 year old boy...
Writer's Note: The music accompanying this is ATB's Twisted feat. Cristina Soto, but the best audio quality version of it available is Track 1 on the Progressive – Falling Star – Compilation 4 mix set; and, for the sex scene in the text below, the music is Airdrop – Changes Original Mix. ***** The Shaman is widely known as a Tungusic cultural element – Man...
My day started off just like every other dull, boring day I have had since my divorce. Days filled with work, getting my youngest son out the door for his final days of the school year. *My oldest had gone with my ex after the divorce, deciding that I would no longer be willing to put up with a 20 year old bum hanging around "my" house. My youngest only had...
PROLOGUE Saturday - 6.30pm West Babylon, Long Island... 'Shit! Ow! Katherine mildly cursed as the errant suspender pinged against her thigh for the third time. 'Jesus! Why do guys love these damn things so much?' She made a final concerted effort, pulling the black suspender firmly down towards her stocking-top. 'Hah!' She proclaimed triumphantly as she s...
Jeez! This is why I don't like doing "Skis"; Polanski, Krasinski, Romakowski, or "Anyotherskis." You know, guys of Polish decent? The fuckers spooge like lawn sprinklers when they pop. I scoop the last gobs Gribonowski's baby gravy out of my cleavage and thank Gods Unseen that I have the experience to efficiently manage such a messy exchange. He's pulled up...
It was a long Saturday evening when I walked back into the small studio apartment I shared with my little sister. Given how young she was at a budding 18 years old, her side of the room was all pink and covered in lace, while my side had a more austere and efficient look. There were two things that were similar about us : first was our shared passion for gam...
Kyodai hummed to herself as she stepped from her shower. The morning sun invaded her bathroom through the cracks in her curtains, casting a radiant glow across the princess's damp skin. Her maids stood waiting at the sides, heads bowed and arms outstretched with towels or various articles of clothing hanging from them. Each was dressed in a traditional Frenc...
30. It was around 0130, and Kate and I were sitting and enjoying the music, and generally wasting time. A new song started playing, a slow but it still had a beat. I notice Kate, she brushed her hair behind one of her ears l, and looks towards the dance floor, as I do, too. We notice several couplings, arms wrapped around each other and dancing to the song....
After the paparazzi got the lens of their cameras out of the limo door and we started to drive slowly away from the crowd Michael started to caress my hair with his long fingers. It was sweet and calming so I lay my head onto his chest. I snuggled in close to him. We would always cuddle but we wouldn't do anything else. We were just friends anyways. I closed...
Author's Note: This is the final, climactic chapter of a female teacher-male student tale that's been long on buildup and short on relief. Reading Chapters 1-3 isn't strictly necessary to enjoy this chapter, but they do provide context for the intense lust on display, along with certain devices such as the dirty note you'll see soon. Enjoy. :) ******* Fri...