And that was when she gave me a look that electrified me. It was a look of discovery, surprise and decision all rolled into one, and I didn’t know whether it was all over between us or whether we were just beginning . . . .
Sarah and I had been going out for just over a month when it happened. We’d met at a bar when she was there with a group of other women and I was there with a couple of friends.
John knew one
Marion was beginning to wish her best friend Caitlin hadn’t persuaded her to sneak back into school with her to retrieve her purse. The two 18 year-old sixth-formers were best friends. Marion was Head Girl and Caitlin was Sports Captain, yet as they stood by the sign reading ‘Staff Only — Entry to all pupils forbidden’ that stood on the gate to the courtyard she was worried.
“What if we get caught?” she asked.
“We won’t get caught,’ insisted
In 1969…
I was young, dumb and full of cum, like most other 18 year old boys. At that time, although I was old enough to smoke, drink and get drafted, I was still a boy in the most important sense, as I was a virgin.
How did a guy stay a virgin back in that era, when “free love” was the catch phrase and it seemed like everybody was having sex on a daily basis?
Being grossly overweight was my reason, and it wasn’t until I lost almost 150 pounds during my senior year in
I had read a story on a fetish porn site about a woman named Jen stopping behind after hours and taking a naughty piss over the carpet in a conference room. The author had then gone onto to describe how the woman, turned-on by her actions had gone onto experimenting by first peeing over the table in the same room before taking a piss in her manager’s cup.
The imagery the story had created in my mind had now haunted me for several days. As a big Watersports fan the idea of such actions
CHAPTER 1
Let me say at the very beginning that Lora was not a beautiful woman. Only when the light and the expression on her face were just right could she appear rather attractive. But then, on second glance a moment later, she would be the plainest looking of females. I did not find her at all sexually appealing right up until the moment it happened.
The year was 1963. My college roommate Ronny had invited me to pass the spring break with him and his family in Houston, less than two hours
“Oh. My. God, this is the girl I saw here last week,” – said Mike quietly, pointing discreetly at a girl who just walked into the restaurant. I followed his gesture and saw her as well. My mouth went dry instantly, rivaled only by the instant stirring in my pants.
You see, me and Mike are long-time friends and roommates. When we were teenagers together, we discovered that among other things we have in common, we share the preference for a certain type of women’s figures.
“Turn… over… Batgirl…” Sexual urgency and power seasoned the woman’s voice as she slowly and deliberately ordered me–not asked–to do her bidding. I swallowed hard and focused on my breathing to avoid hyperventilating. I was never so excited in my life.
My hands and knees on the mattress I arched my back so that my ass and soaking wet pussy were clearly exposed to the woman’s view: I was ready for her entry.
The muscular man, now wearing only
Dianne’s boyfriend, Terry, was going to be home soon, so we had to wrap up our special afternoon. I began to pull my pants back up but the load of cum in my satin panties would surely soak through.
“Wait, stop,” said Dianne from the bed, her posture becoming more chaste after her open display of masturbation. Her legs pulled together as her hips turned. “Open the drawer behind you.”
I did as instructed and saw her panties again.
“Pick something and change or
My name is KattieLynn. I’m 26 years old, though the events I’m about to describe happened about 5 years ago. I’m a straight female, white, dark brown hair (almost black), blue eyes. I’m 5′ 4″ and weigh 115 lbs. At the time, I was in college, living off-campus with a guy named Tucker (“Tuck” for short).
We had met at a party the year before and had dated on and off for several months before he asked me to move in with him. He had a nice apartment,
It amazed me what could happen when you didn’t expect it. Hell, I didn’t even think it was a possibility for it to occur. I have been going out with my girlfriend for over a year now, and we are both very happy with each other, but there are just some things I thought she could never do. After all, she didn’t have a cock, and that was what I wanted. I had these thoughts for a long time, but never had acted on them.
I was an avid chatroom watcher, sometimes interjecting a