It all started when I had lunch by the lake, near where I work. I was in my truck parked in a parking area with a nice view of the lake enjoying a Sandwich, when a car pulled up next to me. I didn’t really think much about it, until after a few minutes I glanced over and noticed the guy next to me was looking at me, I just looked straight ahead and continued with my lunch, a few minutes later I look back and he had taken out his cock and was playing with it.
I was shocked but also
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 erotic sight. Always I wondered why you couldn’t play me like that.
Getting off the bed, setting the laptop aside, I walked
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and I was at home doing nothing, and doing it quite well. I was sitting back on the couch, idling watching the TV, and enjoying a quiet beer. That’s when Cathy showed up.
Cathy is a friend of my daughter, Christy. They’ve been best friends for years and are always hanging out together.
I’d watched Cathy grow from a scrawny schoolgirl to a nicely shaped young lady, if you can call a rumbustious termagant a young lady. Like my daughter, she was
“My god this is a slow night! What the hell is everyone doing?” Constable Lydia Knightley was bored to tears, almost literally, and struggling to keep awake in the worst way. 2am on a twelve-hour night shift was the beginning of the nods, and with no action around, there was nothing but will power keeping her awake.
Lucky she was working with the hottest Senior Constable in the station, and she only had to glance sideways in the car to see into Lucy’s gaping uniform, letting
The Gold Lounge was about half-full. It was a Thursday night, the first night of the convention that brought her to Vegas. Her co-worker, who was also a good friend, had taken a taxi to the Barry Manilow show, and Joy had opted out. On account of her being Manilow-Intolerant, although she had simply feigned a deep desire to relax and explore their hotel.
One does not openly ridicule the musical tastes of a friend.
Instead, knowing her friend would be out for hours, she’d dressed in
Zoë was an eighteen year old rebellious teenager. Like most other rebellious teenagers Zoë had done drugs, skipped school, broken curfew and came home a few times drunk. Zoë’s parents had divorced when she was twelve, and since then she had not seen her dad. Zoë’s mom had remarried three years later to Zack. Zack was thirty years old with black hair, blue eyes and a killer, rock hard body. At first when Zoë met him, she didn’t like him. She wanted her mom and dad back
‘Drink?’
‘Sure!’ – ‘Yes please!’
Heather and Kate spoke at the same time. They didn’t really need another drink; they’d both had plenty at the nightclub. It had been several shots ago that what would happen tonight had become inevitable. Perhaps Kate was still a little nervous.
‘You get them,’ said Karl to Andy. It was fair enough. Karl had paired up with Heather, and she was raring to go. Andy would have to take it a little slower
It had been so long since I had seen you.
I had convinced myself I had moved on; gotten past the addiction that was you.
At first, I had lain awake, night after night, a hot ache between my legs, longing for you to be there, to feel your touch, to feel you possess me; but over time, the feelings faded to memories and I took a new lover, someone less exciting, but also less demanding. I convinced myself I was fine, I didn’t need your particular brand of fun. How wrong I was.
She opened the door
Jessica had just finished getting ready to go out for the evening when Lisa arrived at Jessica’s loft. They greeted each other and Jessica offered Lisa a glass of wine. Lisa quickly accepted.
“So where do you want to go out to tonight?” Jessica asked.
“Let’s hit that new club just down the street. I wanna dance. Have you been there yet?” Lisa replied.
“Not yet, but I heard it’s been packed the last few weekends. All kinds of hot guys go there from
I had just graduated at Wesley Women’s Academy and along with five other girls was taking a summer course that was a combination of horseback riding and sex education. We had finished our morning ride and were standing in one of the barns dressed in our riding gear listening to Miss Chambers our sex teacher. She was a tall woman with a broad ass and huge tits. She wore her usual costume: comfortable shoes and a long, white lab coat over a knee length, blue skirt.
Being from Europe, her
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