This story is for Brwnangeleyes. You inspired me to write this, and I am truly grateful. I have another one in the works, and it will be out soon. **** Steve Jacobson watched as she walked in and went to her desk that morning. He had often wondered what it would be like to go out with her, but he knew that it was impossible; they worked in the same office...
'My daughter has a crush on you,' the large lady who sat opposite Matthew told him. 'That is why her work has not been so good as usual.' 'I had wondered,' Matthew said. Matthew was a history teacher at a girl's school. He was thirty one, single and presently unattached, and he was handsome. He was the favourite teacher among the girls in the sixth form an...
"Hey Vickie!" I call out to the brunette girl next to the treadmill. My friend Vickie turns around, and greets me with a smile and a wave. We've been going to the gym together for about a year, and her support is what got me to exercise on a regular basis. "Hey Casey!" she chirps when I reached her, and we start on our workout. We get caught up chatting, an...
It was late in the afternoon and with nothing, in particular, either of us wanted to do, we were making up for lost time holding each other and simply enjoying each other's company. It was snowing outside and it was cold enough to warrant cuddling for warmth often. In just our underwear, I was content with wrapping my arms around his neck and taking advanta...
Standing so close but not touching. His breath on her neck. Her eyes on his. She moves and grazes his neck with her lips. Still not touching they stand and feel the arousal growing between them. He runs his hand down her side, across her stomach and up across her left breast. Her breathing changes. She reacts to his touch with a small shudder. She runs her...
Every guy knows a girl like Bianca. Her name says it all, "Rich Bitch." Bianca's daddy was some kind of hot-shot lawyer, so she was never lacking for money. She was also tall, thin, and platinum blonde, a true daughter of her Nordic ancestors. She also had one of the nicest racks I'd ever seen. A D-cup for sure, but the way they defied gravity was amazing. O...
Ivy was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Caroline knocked on the door the next morning. She answered it and Caroline walked in holding a brown paper package. She set it down on the table. "This is for you, but wait to open it until after breakfast." She sat down at the table and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing much of her cleavage. She fanned herself....
Pussy, he wondered? Or anus? Soon he knew. Slowly, gently, a soft hot pressure arrived against the flat topside of his shaft and began to slowly glide along it, back and forth. This must be pussy, real pussy, wet pussy, hot pussy. As it climbed to the top of his pulsating tower, it moved kneewards just enough to catch his glans between its lips. As it sank b...
It was finally raining. It had been a bit of surprise considering how long it had been since it had rained, and had been coming down for a couple of hours. While it was cutting the punishing dry heat they had had for the last several weeks, it was only making it more and more humid -- enough that the already light clothes they had on were starting to stick....
We turned and began heading towards the east. Our destination was Europe. Thomas made the point of skirting the coast of Florida. Just to make sure we realized that there was no United States. We looked across the deck at where Miami should have been. I had been there many times. The coastline was easy to recognize. There was absolutely nothing there. Amber...