My name is Misty. I'm currently in my fourth year of college, attending the University of Michigan. I've been living up to the high standard I've set for myself and everything has been going especially well, except for one thing. I recently made a discovery about myself that I've been rather ashamed of. I've always been a well behaved girl with a strong set...
I come home to the aroma of Mexican food and my nice plump Mexican wife cooking at the stove. Her long black hair is flowing down over her nice round body, huge breasts and nice round stomach that makes her look pregnant even though she is not. She is totally naked except an apron. When she bends over to pick up things, I can see her pussy. Even though she i...
**The following is a messy fetish story about a woman hired to be filthy as her job. Don't read ahead if you don't like stories of women messing themselves with watersports, scat, mud, trash, skipping baths, and general unwashedness. That will be in here.** Tara paused as she woke up. She was a touch nervous, and rather smelly. She hadn't washed in five day...
Rich: Okay, I lost and I will take my punishment Sue: Oh you will... Your wife does not enjoy does she? Rich: No... And so it had begun, in fact it had begun weeks before, we had been goading each other with bizarre bets and dares, stupid things involving glue and mess. I had promised that some day I would carry this out, and so Sue had suggested a b...
"Come here." I've been watching Sarah for the last few minutes. My book closed on my finger, marking my place. She's been, I don't know, bopping? Fiddling? Fussing? Not really doing anything, just, waffling around. She's barefooted in jeans. So, "Sarah, come here." I set my book on the end table, and uncross my legs and hold my hands out to her and she...
... She stood there blushing, her hands shielding her supple b-cup breasts. We stood face to face, gazing at each other. Even with her best effort, her nipples were poking through between her fingers. I unbuttoned her white jeans and let it drop to her ankle, exposing a pair of sexy white cotton panty. Swaying side to side, Geraldine smiled shyly, biting her...
She grasps counter with her finger curled underneath the bench-top. Looking directly into the reflection at you as you stand read behind her. "I told you this was a good place for this," she says looking deeper and deeper into your reflection. You break your gaze from her eyes back down to her waste which sits between your hands, your thumbs each hooked ove...
It was raining when we got out of the cab, and Lila was perturbed. The closest we could get to Jenn's place was about a block; her apartment was down a side street, too narrow for a car. It was all cobblestone, with dripping clotheslines overhead and tall brick buildings rising up on either side. It was her shoes, I think, and her hair, but Lila was not plea...
It took a while before they gathered their energy to go back to work, but, once underway, everything was quickly completed. Susan hurried home to start dinner, knowing that Jim would soon be out of class. Unfortunately, with the soothing release of tension by the sexual activity, followed by the wrapping-up of the interrupted work, she simply forgot that her...
After a rather fevered night of interesting dreams, something not hampered in the slightest by Sam's attempt to relieve his pent up excitement, tomorrow came around and Sam now found himself standing outside Ellie's house, wondering for what felt like the hundredth time if his outfit was good enough. The light blue button down shirt with navy blue trousers...