A continuing story concerning my relationship with a sexy female decorator: She clambered eagerly from the front seat of the van and pointed a toe toward the pavement below. It was quite a reach for her and her ample chest heaved inside her overalls as she sprang from the vehicle and entered the site with a cheeky grin on her face and said in an eastern Eur...
My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight h...
Chapter 13: In Sarah's House Warm sunlight had been streaming into Sarah's house for several hours now, bathing its rooms in a rich array of golden light that blended seamlessly with the white walls of the foyer, the kitchen, and the living room, the deep red walls of the dining room, and the lavender walls of the bedroom. The succulent smell of cooking mea...
Chapter 4: What's the worst that could happen? It had already been the worst day of my life to date: earning my £80 per week Unemployment Benefit payments, by working as a community servant -- in the Sock Room. And it wasn't over yet ... I was at home; that is, at my parents' house, where I was still living at the time. It was almost 7:00 p.m. and, havi...
You march all day long with your platoon, marched up and down and stood at attention. The sun was ablaze and the day was full of heat, but what kept me attentive was those feet in your combat boots. Your boots seemed like a size 12. All black and heavy duty. And just the size of it, i can imagine how your feet smell. Even the size and shape of your feet imp...
The phone rang and I picked it up saying, "Hello." I heard the sexiest "Hi Roger." I had not talked to Melissa in six months. She and I had both been traveling on business. As soon as I heard her sweet voice I thought of the last time we had seen each other. It had been a weekend – oh la, la, la. Melissa asked me how I was doing. I told her fine. She then...
** I'd recommend reading from the start, each chapter is short, as the story doesn't separate cleanly into parts, but the briefest synopsis of the first part is that Beth has slowly lost her desire to have real sex with her boyfriend, her only lover who she's dates since the beginning of high school, and now she has taken charge of the pair's sex life, whic...
I had just finished up my five-mile morning run, when David pulled up, a local young man who does carpentry work in my little town. Being a divorced older woman, I needed such help from time to time and he'd come recommended by others. I watched the young man get out of his truck, a handsome stud to be sure, in his early 20s with shaggy blonde hair and a le...
Saturday Saturday morning we woke up at the hotel in Orlando. Diane dressed in a pair of white short that just covered her ass and a button up denim shirt that she tied under her boobs. She wore her hair in a ponytail with a colorful band holding it. She was showing off her smooth, flat stomach and long, suntanned legs. She worn white sandals with bright re...
Not too long ago, Jeremy and I were sitting at our favorite sports bar waiting for the game to start just BS’n and arguing about which waitress had the best looking legs. Jeremy informed me that he and Lucy had just broke off their relationship but not before Lucy treated him to what he said was the best foot job he had ever experienced. He went so far as to...