I am a 22-year-old blonde petite girl, 5'3", 34a, 100, shaved (I start this way because all you guys who write want to know details, so here you go boys) Back during college days, during summer break I went down to Dominican Republic (DR) for holidays with my then bf. Now we had been dating for only 3 months and he knew how wild I was sexually. As all trips...
The sun was streaming through the big windows when I awoke, wondering for those first few seconds where I was. Then the memories of last night started flooding back into my mind and, for a moment, I wondered if it might all have been just a dream. Kim was lying next to me, naked and curled up in the foetal position. I looked across the room and in the othe...
"Go on, take it you filthy slut! You're so dirty, show me what a naughty girl you are, oh yeahhh..." As Rob was deep inside me, holding my soft arms down with the strong force of his masculine arms, panting and sweating on top of me, I loved hearing the dirty talk. It spurred me on. He knew it, too, and it certainly turned him on also. It was always during...
A shrill noise broke my slumber. I opened my eyes and felt around for the source of noise. It turned out to be my phone's daily alarm which I had set for waking me up for school. I silenced the alarm and looked around. The soft mattress was very different from what I was used to. Its softness reminded me of its owner or perhaps her soft touch. I closed my e...
When I woke up, Michelle was still sleeping. I watched her sleep, gently moving the sheet from her top, gazing at her absolutely beautiful breasts. Man, were they big and beautiful. I leaned down and gently licked the nearest nipple, softly sucking as much of the breast as I could into my mouth. Michelle gave an "Ah" stretching out on her back with her arms...
Trying out an idea I had, hope you enjoy! Letters to an editor of a sex magazine for woman and men. Issue January 10th, 2006 Hello my readers. I'm back with another action filled magazine with lots of hot, juicy, steamy sex! But first, here's another letter from a dear sweet reader in Hickory, N.C. She writes: Dear Carley, I can't stand it anymore!...
Please note: This story is TRUE! All the chapters of this story, both presented here and those to be presented, are all TRUE! Only the ladies' name has been changed. Hope you enjoy it. * * * * * For three months I had been going over to Monica's house, to, ostensibly do better in her English class. I never knew if Mom had suspected there was more to it th...
Chapter 2 Lilly Meets the Foot Ball Team The light filtered in softly through the drawn blinds in Lilly's room illuminating her face and pulling her out of the gentle embrace of sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the crisp white paint of her ceiling letting herself wake slowly. She rolled over and cringed in confusion at the pain flooding from...
This was it, the last one of the day. All of the previous five houses that I had looked at today were completely not what I was looking for so I wasn't holding out much hope that this one would be any different. "Wait until I catch up with that estate agent." I thought. I glanced up at the numbers on the doors as I walked past.56, 58...aha...number 60. I ope...
Cecelia had a problem. She also has a solution to that problem. In theory, anyway. She just wasn't too sure how it would work when she had to put it into practice. She was baby-sitting that evening for Jan and Roger Davidson. The Davidson's were both in their early twenties and appeared to be a nice couple. Their kids were a couple of cuties, too. She'd hav...