Shelly always maintained that the best part of sex was the gooey feeling that a load of fresh cum left between her legs. "Hmm, I can feel it squish round inside my cunt and then start to run down my thighs," she would say after a good seeing to. I always maintained that the best part of sex was feeling her cunt just after some guy or guys had freshly filled...
It was a long way to Helena, Montana, mostly interstate highway after we got out of Yellowstone, but winding through magnificent mountains. Exhausted from doing most of the driving after a long night of sex, I dropped my clothes on the floor and slipped into bed as soon as we'd checked in to the motel. It was dark when I woke up. Nobody else was in the roo...
Ramya enjoyed the day with Kajal at the mall. They had started the day at the beauty parlour where Kajal had forced her to get a full makeover, pooh-poohing any protests, had a quick lunch at the food court and then spent the rest of the day browsing at the mall. Ramya felt very self-conscious with her new look and was sure that everybody was looking at her...
Waking up on the single bed in the spare room was not the best way I could imagine to begin a day. Dragging myself from underneath the covers, I made my way to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. The previous night's events were still fresh in mind: Stacy having slept with another man and then being informed that we will no longer be sleeping in the sa...
Chapter 2: The Arrangement Sarah waited outside of yet another mob hideout in search of the man that had killed her parents. After two weeks of searching she was getting a little bit anxious. She had already killed or injured five mob cronies, including one hitman. She concealed her self in the shadows of an alley way across the street. Sarah had quickly t...
She came to me in the middle of the night. It had been years since I had seen her. We had worked together at a job I had years ago. I had wanted her from the first time I saw her. We had become friends but there was no way that I would let myself get physically involved. I was married and she was single and we moved in different worlds other than work. We go...
**contains some elements of humiliation** I pause outside of your office. I can hear you typing away in there and I know you must be preoccupied with work. I don't hesitate when I walk in and cross the room to your desk. You don't look up and I can see by the crease in your forehead that this is not a good time. Ignoring the signs I position myself to the...
GOLDIE PART 3: THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN PENIS Goldie Part 3 - Prison Life, Solitude, a Family's Sexual Affair Here in the penitentiary I'm alone in my cell. Those of us on death row don't have roommates or more precisely, cell mates. We don't have shoe laces or belts and although we could easily hang ourselves with the sheets or even a de-threaded pillow ca...
This was my first trip to Bombay. As it was know then in the year 1963(now its mumbai). I had never seen the sea before. All my life I had lived in Delhi. I was a 27-year-old IAS officer. I was not married. Even though I had many relationships and had been with a number of women. I never committed to anyone. I liked my freedom. I had arrived in Bombay for a...
Last season of high school tennis, for me that is, last match, last swing. Scanning the crowd I look for father, absent. Sammy gives me a small wave, I return with a wink then face my opponent; a strong blonde woman standing in opposition to me waiting for a serve. The ball goes up, and then the racket, massive connection and the ball zips from me. First bou...