Sembrava una serata normale quando scrivei sul gruppo whatsapp delle mie migliori amiche di incontrarci a casa mia. Sono una ragazza alta 1.80 con una quarta di reggiseno ed un bel culo sodo, ultimamente, non avendo avuto relazioni con uomini seri, ho capito di essere lesbica, o almeno credo. Appena le mie amiche arrivarono a casa mia ci sedemmo tutte quante...
Le pale del uh-60 blackhawk su cui ero a bordo fendevano l'aria provocando un leggero sibilo che mi entrava costantemente nelle orecchie, eravamo partiti dalla base Nato Diyarbakir un ora prima del nostro arrivo e per tutto il viaggio rimasi concentrata sull'importanza di quella operazione, cercando di cacciare via ogni mio pensiero e problema personale. L'a...
<< se camminiamo un altro paio di ore conosco un posto dove potremmo stare per la notte >> disse Omar, abbastanza sicuro di se, alzai lo sguardo nel guardarlo. La pioggia colpiva abbastanza severamente ma lui restò in piedi quasi tutto il tempo sotto di essa mentre io e la sua ragazza optammo per sedersi all’angolo di un muro, riparati alla megli...
Rolling down University Way, Don Adams had to smile. The buzz of a weekend just beginning was evident as the brothers of Pi Alpha Sigma tossed a football in front of their massive Georgian house. Girls approached, and friendly catch became a circus of bravado, shouting, shoving, hey ladies - big party at ol' Pi Alpha tonight. Don wove down side roads, at la...
Salve, sono mr.Thong, l'ideatore di questa lega, tra tutte le studentesse di questa scuola sei stata selezionata per prendere parte a questi bra and panties match per determinare la lottatrice piú brava di questa scuola; Per vincere un Bra & Panties Match bisogna appunto lasciare l'avversaria in Bra & panties appunto, ovvero in mutande e reggiseno; a...
2:00 AM. The library's abandoned; its cafe closed down eons ago—the adjoining lounge empty, save for two obstinate souls. Pecking, pecking. Brows furrowed; eyes straining. He's writing the paper he forgot about. She's writing the paper she chose to forget. Their side tables are sizzling skillets beneath their laptops, and their laps bear the permanent i...
Chapter 1 You are perched on your vanity, looking me right in the eye. I'm looking up at your naked body. You are pleasuring yourself. Your hand is rubbing your pussy and I am struggling where to look. At your hand, at your magnificent breasts, or your haunting eyes. My gaze journeys up your body, noting how wet your pussy is becoming, seeing how your bel...
The Break-Up -- Part #2 "The Next Day" I have been encouraged to continue the story. Here is part two and there is at least one more to follow. This story is mostly narrative, not much sex -- sorry -- but I need the narrative to set up the third part and I wanted to make "Abigail" deeper and more mutil-dimensional, and hopefully more interesting and sympath...
Ch. 2 -- Sex with class When I got to the station, the limo driver had bad news. Sean wouldn't be in for a little while. He'd been delayed at the movie shoot, and was on his way by helicopter. Meanwhile, we headed for the estate of Sean's producer friend. It was huge, and beautiful, like something in Architectural Digest. The driver had the key and showed m...
Dante was on his phone, messaging his old friends who he had to leave behind when his mom decided to move. His mom pulled in front of his new high school, quickly wished him luck and ushered him out of her car before she was late for work. Taking in the new school, he really didn't see anything extraordinary, just a school like the rest. He walked across th...