[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] ***** Betty led Bob and Jill down into the basement of their lakefront home, with Harry bringing up the rear. "This, obviously, is the laundry room," Betty said as they passed through the small area with its washer, dryer, utility sink, and clothes-folding-table. "Nice," Jill said....
Our Second Day There was still complete darkness in the room when I awoke sometime in the early morning of our second day together. The only sounds that could be heard were the rumble and rhythmic tapping sounds of the fan motor in the air conditioner, and the soft serene snores of Delilah lying next to me. I flashed back over the events of the first night...
After being blown and locked, Miss Carly explained to me that the compound we were at had over a hundred rooms and approximately 50 current residents. She began walking me to a room where I was to keep myself preoccupied until they had prepared my sleeping arrangement. I walked butt naked behind Miss Carly down a high-ceilinged hallway. Her ass was absolutel...
Tom woke the next morning feeling groggy as the light filtered through the blinds hitting him in the face. Propping himself up on one elbow he looked around for Jasmine but she was nowhere to be found. "Jasmine?" He called out. Without a verbal response, she came into the living room where he'd been sleeping and took a seat at the end of the couch. "You l...
I'd had a successful morning; already taking orders from two large customers when I arrived at the small seaside town in the South-West of England. I phoned my next customer to ask if he was available to see me; but his assistant told me he was out of the office and wouldn't be back until about 2.30. As it was very sunny and hot I decided to sit on the smal...
Chapter 1: Working up to the Real Thing I am a 26-year-old, blue-eyed, ash blonde, white woman. And, at 5' 4", 118 lbs, with 32b-26-28 measurements, I'm considered petite. I was a naïve virgin when I married shortly after High School and Brian, my husband, was the only man I had ever been intimate with. Even my name, Faith, says unsullied innocence, and th...
My fiancée and I, decide one weekend to indulge in my fetish of cross-dressing. We rented a hotel room down town across the street from the local gay club for Friday and Saturday night. I checked in when I got off work Friday afternoon upon entering the room I stripped of my male clothes and put them away in my suitcase. The plan was I was going to spend the...
Sorry it took me so long to get this second chapter of my story on the web site; however, this damn computer keeps fucking up on me. I had to wait for Paul to get it fixed. I think that it's finally working properly, so here goes. * The next Sunday I was freshly washed with my pussy all shaven, ready to meet Paul, my forty-year-old guy. I got my best frien...
The day went pretty much as expected, with the exception of course that even though my body had enjoyed more sex than it was used to, I was still half hard all day. Not only because my wife was running around camp with no bra on, and teasing me every chance she got that no one was looking, but also because when she wasn't around teasing me, Linda or Em were!...
"Your one-eyed monster is winking at me, Seth," Gaby giggled as we showered together. "Not really that much of a monster, compared to say, Horace." My bride laughed even harder, no doubt thinking of the horse like cock that we had discovered dangling between the legs of the room service waiter during our nude beach honeymoon. The trip had been planned by m...