We met at a party during our 3rd year of collage. I was instantly attracted to him. He was tall, about 6’2”, short brown hair, beautiful brown eyes that were brought out by his glasses and he wore a plain black t-shirt that was tucked into his blue jeans. I watched him for a while, hoping he would approach me since I didn’t have the nerve to go to him. Fina...
I was waiting to see you first. The anticipation of meeting you out always makes me antsy, so I do my best to get there first, to collect myself, to give myself a chance to catch you unawares. I stop a block away from the restaurant. Across the street from the way you should be coming. This part of town isn't busy in the evening, and I find a spot near the d...
As time passed and I grow older I sometimes find myself wondering what would have happened if my path with Meagan had taken a different route. Where would she and I be if we had met at some other time or same place? I truly believe each of us has a 'sole mate', was Meagan was mine? She was the one I compared each potential lover with. I knew it wasn't fair...
We had a date. Two straight days of fucking then go on a date. I always do things backwards but this was... a pleasurable thing. I took a taxi to his office because I'm just not that familiar with the city. It was an impressive building, lot of stories to it. I went inside and told the front desk guy that I was here to meet a Mr. Bellacroix. All he did was s...
It was extremely late at night and Zane sat upright in his bed. What he would do to just feel Blair's lips against his. Every since she left, he barely ate, slept, or masturbated. He hadn't seen Gerald in over a month. He figured something must've went wrong when Zane showed up for all the meetings and Gerald didn't. He was shirtless again and only had on so...
You don't see much about my fetish online. You can google 'old fat lesbians crapping in fetish gear' and find it within two sites. You can find midget sex and girls being fucked by huge Technicolor dildos attached to stainless steel perpetual motion machines reminiscent of Jules Verne. But nowhere to be found is furniture frotteurism. It's slightly disconcer...
'Up there,' and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first floor, 'are the viewing rooms.' He smiled at the young woman's frown. 'They're one-way glass,' he said. 'Not mirrors.' They were standing in a large arena; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called Green Groves and some of the best thoroughb...
Having just shot my load onto Michelle's pert boobs I didn't know where this was going to end. To be honest I had more than enough photographs to fill a ton of magazines all devoted to her. But to be honest I didn't want the shoot to stop. It was hard to explain as Michelle seemed to have me mesmerised. Was it her blue eyes or her long dark hair, her cute as...
After a few months, and many more fuckings, my wife decided it was time to up our game. She didn't share her plan with me, in fact I didn't even know she had a plan, but she did. Our sex life had changed, sometimes I fucked her, sometimes she fucked me, and one night we fucked each other. The sex was amazing, and she knew just how to keep me wrapped around...
After our previous adventures we had experimented with an assortment of toys, positions etc. and had really got to know each other's bodies. Susan wanted to try everything possible, it was almost as if she was trying to make up for the years of a vanilla relationship. The only thing that I was missing was some sort of reciprocal arrangement where Susan would...