After Suzy had left the room I lay on my on my bed in a daze, it all felt unreal, had my sister really just made me jerk of for her, the taste of her panties and my own cum which she had made me suck through her dirty sock told me without a doubt it had happened all right. Bloody hell! was she really in her room right now masturbating? What would she do if...
"Ok Bill, you don't have to tell me again. I told you I'd meet your wife's friend. It's just a low keyed dinner with your wife Theresa and her friend Marie. Ok. I get it." "Look, she's a really great person." "Oh no, that means she's 80 lbs over weight and has 25 cats." "Stop it Jim. No she isn't and she doesn't." He looked at me in exasperation. I gave...
I remember years ago while in the military, talking with one of the men under my command who had since passed away. He told me about the small town he had come from. The town was a pretty nice place except for the name and a corrupt and lazy police force. I could never forget the name of the town it was too funny. It was called Hell. There weren't any major...
:) Two large hands came down over Gabby's shoulders and she shrieked. She struggled out of his grasp and stared at the intruder. The man was larger than anyone she had ever seen. He would've had trouble getting through her doorway, she thought, ridiculously. He was covered in swirling white tattoos that contrasted with his skin magnificently. His eyes were...
Thanks to everyone that has been following our story. Comments are always welcome. Votes always appreciated. The rest of August became a very normal month. The women worked, the kids played, I visited. Jeannie, of course, continued at the shop. Mrs. Patrick adjusted her hours so she would be home at a more reasonable time. Partially, it was possible b...
Mr. Alberto’s Party – We Have A Winner The continuing the story of 18 year old Elle Johnson at the sex party at Mr. Alberto’s mansion. I didn’t really appreciate Mr. Alberto making fun of me by having everyone cheer for my “fuckhole”, as he called it. I almost wanted to walk right off the stage, but that wasn’t possible. The Jamaicans were there and they w...
Freddy reclined on the couch. He was busily contemplating the appearance of his penis. The skin was soft, yet tough, somehow. He looked at the "rings" around it, the shallow folds that would disappear when it lengthened and got hard. That wasn't going to happen any time soon, since he had just jerked off. Freddy was home from school, having faked a stomach...
I was in Munich, Germany. I had gone to Europe as part of a ski club group and arranged to stay on my own and just wander around for several months. In Hamburg, where prostitution is either legal or ignored, I'm not sure which, I had gone to a bar with phones in each booth. After several calls, an English speaking girl who said her name was Doris had come to...
Stacey Dixon was walking down the hall of the municipal recreation building, headed for the bathroom. He was there to attend a meeting of a local youth group which had been held in another area of the building. The meeting was over, and Stacey, who had been given the job of closing and locking the hall after the meeting, was headed for the bathroom before he...
It was 1958, I was 18 years old and I had been staying with my cousins Megan and Morag in their cottage at Cairncarron over the summer. My Aunt had left us alone for a couple of weeks to look after a sick friend. On Tuesday Morag asked me to deliver a letter to Colonel McAllister's widow who lived in a big Edwardian house on the edge of the village. I had t...