Heather worked at 'The Hot Stuff' for some six weeks on a Saturday night before she decided she needed more. Although her audition had involved being licked and cum all over, the most that had happened since that night was having the occasional finger up her pussy, as the management had had a visit from the local authorities, and now wouldn't let any girls g...
Allison was by far the most gorgeous girl I'd ever dated. She was only 25 years old and 5'5'' tall with long strawberry blonde hair. She had a beautiful face that was highlighted by ice blue eyes and a warm inviting yet mischievous smile. Her body was incredible with perfect natural c cup tits topped with long sensitive nipples, a narrow waist, full hips and...
Here's one that's a little different for you. My pre-publication research seems to indicate that you have to be a girl with a vivid imagination and maybe a cat to enjoy it. Proceed cautiously... She was a cat. Oh, not all of the time of course. Most of the day she pretended that she was a little girl, hiding her real self from the world at large. Her name w...
It was late Sunday afternoon. My buddy Dave and I had finished playing (basket) ball. We usually got loaded on the weekend and sweat it off on Sunday. With the shit we had to deal with at work, we needed a way to release the stress. We both work at the same dealership. The work week sucks, but I make good money. Enough to live in this apartment, not far from...
Damn, she's cute, he thought, trying to maintain his cool while conversing with his neighbor. A funny word to describe a woman approaching 50, but it fits, he told himself. Contrary to the popular wisdom about older men and younger women, he preferred them closer to his own age, with the wisdom, experience, and maturity that brought. Plus, he liked real curv...
I was standing in a park smoking a joint and listening to a blues-jazz band play on a warm summer afternoon when I first saw her. She was standing about ten feet away, and I knew with my first glance that she was an exceptional woman. Her tall, lean body and wide shoulders, her dark blonde hair and her gentle curves were by themselves enough to get my full a...
Over the next several days Karen and I spent nearly every night together. Her five foot tall frame and curves to match are easy to get used to. Not fat at all, I suppose there are a few pounds distributed in the right places that would keep her from being called skinny. Really perfection in my mind. This woman is active and her figure reflects it. Her short...
There was always something missing. Despite the love, the commitment, the trust – there was always something she felt they lacked. She knew what it was, and had often tried talking about it, but to no avail. Apparently, he felt it was too important to fuck up and was prepping himself to do it right. Sigh. That was months ago. There had been so many drunke...
These are real stories. Changed names, yes. And the dialog is how I remember it, but probably isn't dead on, even in a story like this one that didn't happen that long ago. But it's otherwise what happened. Regular readers know this. New ones... now you do too. We had landed in San Antonio. It had been a longish day of flights - from Richmond to Atlanta, t...
All four were in good humor, the sexual conversation adding to their enjoyment at having visited something that was foreign to Lynwood, a shopping center, and looking forward to the evening tour. That good humor, however, began to wear thin as 8:00 approached and Judy and Angela still had not arrived. Eight o'clock arrived and, several minutes later, so did...