Note: To everyone who wrote asking 'who's Nikki?' - she's a typo. Sorry. Nate. I didn't see Missy for two weeks after that. She was busy. Some kind of project at her job, and her husband was home. We talked on the phone everyday. I let her cum with me on the phone. She sounded real hot, moaning and groaning for me, begging me to let her cum again. I only...
Guinevere's penis throbbed and pulsed in her fist as she furiously pumped it up and down, the hardness and warmth of it as wholly tangible as the straining in her testicles as her semen readied itself for its ultimate release. If this wasn't real, what was? It certainly felt real to Guinevere, as it always did when she masturbated, something she did as o...
One of my favorite stories of Steve's is the one where Nicki loses her virginity up at Chrissy's lodge. I just about lost my mind reading that chapter—it's just super hot. Ronnie and I got a virgin story too. It's a lot more 'blue collar' than Chrissy's magical lodge, but it was a whole lotta fun. We got a supermarket a couple miles away. I actually worked...
The following is based upon incidents that happened to me in real life. The chat site mentioned is not this one and anyone from this chat site should not take offense as I have never used this chat site. * I spend too much time online. I will admit it fully. In my own defense, I am disabled and virtually housebound therefore the internet is my lease on lif...
I sat back, running my hands through Missy's silky blonde hair. I loved seeing her on her knees between my legs, her tits hanging out of her sexy yellow dress, her hot tongue lapping up my come. With her, it wasn't enough to empty my balls down her throat. I wanted to see her play with that wet pussy. "You look pretty, baby." I pushed her hair back from...
She jacked in for the third time this evening, hearing her cable modem screaming as it made the connection. Lori had kept the sound as a reminder of her first days on the 'Net. Ironically, in those days the sound of her modem and "you've got mail" were about the only things her computer spit back at her. Now, well, now everything came back. Especially buzz,...
What's a poor girl to do? I don't know if that's the exact old saying, but it's been around awhile I think, and I can relate. My name's Jessica and I'll be going into my junior year of college in the fall. The money I'm racking up in student loans is frightening, and I'm afraid I'll be a 'poor girl' for a long, long time. My friends from school are all work...
If Missy wasn't the fuck slave of my dreams, then I wasn't gonna find her in this life time. She was blonde, with a real cute little face, and a very fuckable body that just about drove me crazy. I was sitting back on my couch; she was lying down beside me, her head in my crotch. I was stroking her all over. Her ass felt good under my thick fingers, so warm...
That day I let her go after she cleaned my cock and balls, even though I didn't want to. I wanted to take her in every hole. But that's not how I train my girls. If she was the kind of girl I wanted, she'd be calling. When the phone rang eight days later, I knew it was her. I answered and for a second, she didn't say anything. "I know it's you, baby. Got...
Chapter Four Godwin - 3749 C.E. Once again Paul had failed to notice the time passing while he'd been working in the laboratory. He couldn't be at all sure when he glanced at the clock on the wall with its antiquated twelve-hour period clock whether it was ten o'clock in the evening or ten o'clock in the morning. It would be a trivial matter to find out f...