I pulled into the car park of the hotel and parked my car. I already knew your room number as I had the pass card that you sent me, and I had just used it to access the car park, so knew I was in the correct place. I took the lift from the underground parking up to the reception, I glanced briefly at the woman behind the desk who was dealing with a guest, I...
I'm at your house, in your room. I'm wearing a too-small pencil skirt that hugs my ass just right and a crop tank top that shows just my tummy and bellybutton ring poking out over the top of the skirt. As I plop down on your bed, you look at me at just the right angle to see my cleavage jiggle just slightly in my push-up bra. With a cute little sign I lay do...
Friday night and where was I? Sitting behind my entertainment center staring at a mess of wires. While other available people were out partying and enjoying all the entertainment that Southern California had to offer; I was getting my hair pulled by a toddler who thought she knew how to brush hair, eating Chinese food take out, and trying to figure out how t...
Black curly tangles fall down her shoulders. Adam watches her dancing, hips rolling slowly from side to side, arms above her head and crossed at the wrists. Her legs long, writhing and dark. He can feel himself growing as he watches her ass straining against the seams of her tight black jeans. She has them slung low, the button undone at the top. She isn't...
My name is Henry James Palermo. I'm a big and tall white guy with dark brown hair and pale blue eyes living in the city of Salem, Massachusetts. I am openly bisexual, and currently attend Salem State College. I'm originally from the town of Walden but I left the city since graduating high school. And I haven't looked back ever since. Walden is a boring town....
It was another argument, one that left both of us angry and heated. Sitting on the bed, simmering down from the pent up emotions, I watched as you played on your computer, ignoring the rest of the world. I knew it was a way for you to release stress but I still didn't like it. Watching you play the keys on the keyboard and move the mouse around was always an...
This is a continuation of Nights in Orlando vol. 1 & 2 by jaetrace. If you have not read the first two, please take time to read them. You should come over to play. I'll leave the door unlocked so you can just come in when you get here. While I'm waiting, I'll take the liberty of getting out of these pesky clothes. By the time you get here, I should be unab...
I could barely wait 'til I got home. I was so horny I thought about pulling my half erect dick out in the car and jacking off all over myself, but I didn't. When I got home she was washing dishes at the sink and after a quick "hi, honey," I grabbed her around the waist and slid my hands up under her shirt. I grabbed two handfuls of her big, heavy tits and s...
The front door opens, and you enter, weary and feverish, shutting and locking the house behind you. You manage a half-hearted greeting to the dogs as they happily circle your feet, wagging furiously, ever-thrilled to have you near. Once the dogs have been satisfied with a pet and a few friendly words, you place your backpack on the dining room table and remo...
She wore a long, red Calvin Klein dress. It was long and sparkly with a thigh high slit. Her hair was dark, long and straight and about up to her hips. Her skin was glowing. She barely wore makeup, only black eyeliner, mascara, blush, and red lipstick to match her dress. Her body was curvy. Not like the big girl curvy, but, like the hour glass curve. She had...