They weren’t different than any other couple. They were together because they had fallen in love. But as so many relationships do, they do started to keep secrets. They weren’t as honest and open with each other as they had been.
And, as a result, they didn’t know that they had a connection stronger than what they’ve already experience with each other.
Most days were routine and there was a little bit of drifting between the two. Their sex lives were the same- it
The phone rang and it was Lady.
‘My husband has cancelled his trip this weekend, so you can’t come over.’
I was disappointed and it must have showed in my voice.
‘Don’t worry. We won’t have to wait long. And I will make it up to you. I will introduce you to one of my friends. I think you will like her.’
‘Ok,’ I said; and then I said ‘I didn’t know you had my number.’
‘I need to know where my boys are; and my
The moment was upon them…
The hotel suit had been arranged, the details discussed at length, and now they were finally in each other’s company. Glasses of a delicate Chardonnay, now partly consumed, sat on the table between them, reflecting the soft light of the late summer afternoon.
They had chatted, of course, voices tight and a little fragile, but mutual knowledge of what was about to happen had made the air thick and heavy with nervous anticipation. It was time…
He
It was just after 1am when I finished my university assignment on the computer. I shut it down and tidied up my mess of papers, and turned off all the lights. I began to climb the stairs up to my bedroom in the dark. I was just turning the corner of the landing when I collided with someone coming downstairs, and we both gave yelps of surprise.
“Who the hell is that?” I hissed, thinking it was my younger brother or sister. “It’s Joanne”, came the reply. Joanne was my sister’s best friend,
Kurt was not the most handsome man on the planet. But he was a kindhearted soul who was always willing to help out his fellow human being, male or female, and always felt for the underdog. For the former reason, people liked him and enjoyed his company. For the latter reason, Kurt felt sympathy for the girls in the secretarial pool, and would always go out of his way to make things easier for them or praise their work. They really worked their buns off and received little thanks or appreciation
INTRODUCTION
The summer I was sent to Mountain Farm, I was in my late teens (19). A had for a couple of years already been soiling the sheets with my nightly juices almost every night and my attention to schoolwork and helping out at home had become more and more distracted by my growing and constantly aching cock and balls. The actual trigger was when my mother surprised me twice one afternoon when I was happily stroking my member in the family bathroom but had forgotten to lock the door.
It
My name is Steve, and I’m a pretty lucky guy, you see my wife Joanne is into threesomes. We frequently get together with her friend Amy, who’s an incredibly hot blonde with a slim athletic body. Joanne is a petite brunette, with perky breasts and an incredible ass.
In the past our threesomes have gotten pretty wild, Amy has a bit of a domination fetish and frequently likes to direct the action. This is a big turn-on for me; I like to be told what to do. Joanne likes it too, and always gets off
Hi, I thought id share my experiences with the sexy little slut who lives next door. Her name is Jenny. Jenny is a 18 year old school girl, 5’2″ and very petite with delicious young breasts, she has dyed blonde hair with a slight kink in it and the type of gorgeous blue eyes that would make you cum right then if she as much as looked up while she was on her knees in front of you. But that wasn’t what turned me on about Jenny, what really made my 8″s leek about a gallon of
Sundays have always been their favorite time together. And a rainy Sunday morning is perfection to them both. She curled her leg around his waist and stretched her lithe body straight, her limbs shaking at the end of the motion, until she again rests her head on her fluffy pillow. A crack of thunder makes them both jump and she snuggles closer to him, enjoying the warmth of his body against hers, the new morning endless.
He is stroking her hips with his rough, masculine hands and she wiggles
Sometimes a man’s path of action is planned out over days, or weeks, or months, and follows well-practiced steps to an anticipated place. And other times…
When I got out of the car at Oakwood Mall on that Saturday afternoon in June, I had no thoughts for adventure, risk, pleasure. I just needed to go to Sears and buy a couple of tools.
I entered the store and as I passed through the menswear department towards hardware, two young girls were coming the other way, and turning right,