We texted back and forth the next day, and the day after that. I was like we were afraid to Skype again, for fear of, … I don’t know what. Afraid it would happen again? Not really, I wished it would. Afraid that she would be forever freaked out, once she had come back to reality? Very!
On Friday afternoon I had just gotten home from work. I was going to see Marianne later. She had to work late, but we were going out at about 10:00 PM. I was undressing and down to my shorts and dress
The school year started with Gina and Mike eagerly looking forward to their final year of school. Mike ended up having a particularly heavy load of classes the first semester. He was short a few credits and wanted to make sure the final semester of his senior year would be fairly light.
From practically the first week of classes his schedule keep Mike very busy studying, working at the lab, or meeting kids from his classes to work on group projects. He and Dana managed to keep up their personal
The following story took place about 8 years ago and it developed into a 6-year sexual relationship between my sister (then 26) and me (then 23).
We had both just returned from a cousin’s wedding reception and man, were we buzzed. OK, drunk. ‘Jess’ had moved out of the house a few years earlier but was staying at the family homestead for the wedding weekend.
Our parents had left the reception hours earlier, perhaps a bit tipsy themselves, and were snoozing peacefully in their
Officer Christopher Milling took his job very seriously. He was a young 24 years old, he worked out everyday, ate healthy, and he wanted to make a difference. Despite of, or because, of his white trash upbringing. No one had ever encouraged him to be anything more than trailer trash, except his sister, Anna.
She was younger than him, but she always looked up to him, always made him believe that they would both get out of the “Fairmount Trailer Park” and the quick sand of a
This is the stand alone sequel to Cross-country Road Trip which I would ask that you read first, but it really isn’t all that necessary.
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We were married almost immediately after our cross-country road trip was over. I called my oldest daughter and she and her husband joined your two children and their spouses for the ceremony which really was a simple affair. We dressed in our finery–you in a medium length white dress with a lot of
Maria knocked on her son’s bedroom door. “Matthew! It’s Sunday. Time to get ready for Mass.” Without waiting for an answer, she swung the door open.
Matthew was lying on his bed, naked, sporting an enormous erection. “I’m ready for you to help me get ready, Mom!” He leered at her with his evil, lascivious grin.
Maria sat on the edge of the bed, and traced one finger up and down the underside of her son’s cock. “How would you like it today,
‘Just a very nasty little stroke story, all dialogue. Edited by Red Martha.
“You are one nasty little slut! No panties I see, you’re always ready for cock, any time, any place, any hole, aren’t you, cunt? I’m going to fuck you up the ass again. You know how much I like my cock buried inside your tight little shitter, baby.
Open that hot little ass for me you filthy slut. Show me what a nasty little ass whore you really are. Just bend over the hood of the car and
Imagine my dread when my Mother told me that I’d be spending three weeks in Little Rock, Arkansas with my Aunt so that she could go on her church trip to Mexico. Me, the sophisticated, suburban 20 year old college girl from Buffalo having to spend three weeks of my summer vacation in Arkansas! My Aunt Karen and Uncle Todd were cool enough, in their early 50’s I remembered, but I just didn’t relish the thought of leaving my cozy living quarters in the basement of our house.
Hello again, this is a story as told by one of my friends, involving him and his mother. Of course, I have changed the names for the sake of confidentiality while I have made more than usual attempts to spice up the whole story for all of you to enjoy reading it. A brief prelude sometimes can be even more handy, even in erotic stories. Mine is relatively lengthy and hence patience is being solicited.
Rahul hails from one of the fishing villages of Mangalore district in South India. Lulu Prasad,
Notes from Penny
The next morning Penny came to my bed and shook me awake. She was already dressed, ready to go to work. I looked over toward the nightstand. The alarm clock said 6:10 AM. I sat up and swung my feet to the floor. Penny handed me a stack of five porn DVDs.
“Here, watch these while I’m gone. Watch them in order, the top one first, then the second and so on. I left a note with each one to read before you watch. And Bobby, do me a favor, don’t jack off when you
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