I’ve always been a bit of a tomboy. Who am I kidding? I am a down-and-dirty, in-your-face tomboy trapped in a little girl’s body. Now before you guys get all pervy on me, when I say ‘little girl’ I mean my body has the physical attributes of a 13 year old girl but I’m actually 21 years old (nearly 22-please send birthday greetings and cash if you have extra).
How shall I describe my delectable bod? Slender? Willowy? Nebraska? I better explain
Julie sat on a plastic crate in the family room of a house under construction, pondering her options. Both wrists were bound to a rope hanging over a wooden beam high above her. She was naked except for a small blanket thrown over her shoulders. In front of her, a large picture window allowed her a view of the nearby sidewalk and busy street.
The same picture window, of course, allowed anyone outside the house to see in. With that in mind, Julie weighed the arguments for and against standing in
In spring of 2006, I visited my girlfriend, Moni, in Scotland. We went on a backpacking trip into the highlands. We got to know a young guy about 25, Michael, who travelled with us for some days. One night, the next hostel being miles away, we had no other option than to spend the night in our small tent, although it was very cold and nasty weather.
As my girlfriend even freezes in her warm bed, we had to keep her warm in the night using our bodies with her lying between us.
Of course I got
I had just returned from an appointment with Samantha Gilford and, as usual after seeing her, I was hard and horny. She was a good client of mine, happily married and didn’t fool around and was one of the sexiest women I ever knew. She was a tall, good looking blonde with huge breasts and a great body and I always found myself thinking about what I would do with her in bed, in the middle of a business discussion, and had to bring myself back from fantasy to the reality of the moment quite
Andie woke when a pair of hands parted her legs. The tall redhead opened her eyes, then decided it was of no use in the dark bedroom. She briefly wondered who her visitor was as a warm body settled between her parted thighs. She sighed as the thick tip of a firm cock slowly nudged her labia apart and penetrated her.
Although she had her own room, as the only woman in a house full of men, Andie was used to such late-night visits. Truth be told, she would have been disappointed if no one had
The only thing that kept me from beating someone’s face in at work that day was the complete absurdity of it all. I manage a large do-it-yourself home improvement supply store. A hurricane was churning up the coast, and people were going insane with their over-preparation for the storm. The media’s “public service announcements” warned of Armageddon.
The official forecast called for heavy rain with some river flooding. That happens some times. Usually the storms
“The boys training coach is on vacation next week and I’m covering for him.” She said as she and her husband cleared he kitchen table
“That should be fun,” he replied. “Do you think these boys will listen to you?”
“Sure, they respect me. I am in better shape than most of them,” she replied.
“No, I mean, will they be able to concentrate when their teacher is in tight gym clothes with your breasts in their faces as you spot their
Lance and Laura had lived next door to Bill for over six years. They were a real nice couple and Bill and his wife had them over to dinner many times.
Bill and his wife Karen had been married for 30 years. They were both 18 when they married right out of high school. Neither one was a virgin when they married. Bill lost his virginity to a baby sitter for his little sister when he was 14, and Karen had lost hers to a neighbor boy when she was 16.
They still had a very active sex life, Karen
“You two take care now.”
“Bye mom.” Gen called, closing the front door.
“I cannot believe your parents are letting you have an open house for the weekend.” squealed Natalie.
“I know. I don’t see why it would be a problem. We’re both eighteen now anyway. You’re folks are okay with you spending the night, right?”
“Totally. As long as I call tomorrow morning, I’m good to go.”
“We are going to have so much fun
“Hey, Trish? I didn’t see any–”
My husband stopped dead as he opened the door of the bedroom and saw the two of us there, naked on the bed. His eyes grew so big I almost laughed in spite of everything else I was feeling at that moment.
‘Us’, was Karen and I. It was Mike’s 44th birthday. Karen was his gift. I was the one giving her to him. At least, that was how simple it was supposed to be…
The threesome idea started when I ran into Karen online