“7:10am! Damn! “, I said to myself as I stood in front of Apartment 3D. I had been knocking on the door and pushing the buzzer for ten minutes. No answer! I had just tried using my cel-phone to call Josh’s number; it rang and rang. No answer there either!
“What th’Hell!” I was supposed to pick up the new guy, Josh, to make a 10:00am sales call on a customer a hundred miles away and, with rush hour traffic being what it is, three hours would be hardly enough leeway to make it on time.
I turned
I had been going out with Jo now for a month, and I was beginning to wonder if she really was serious about me – while we’d fooled around quite a bit, kissing and fondling, so far we had not actually gone to bed together. The opportunities never seemed to arise, or if they did, Jo would always make some excuse, or change the subject.
I was beginning to get frustrated, but in all other respects, Jo was perfect for me, so I felt I wouldn’t give up just yet – I really felt something
Your heart is thumping, the adrenalin and anticipation beginning to be usurped by arousal. This whole scenario has an element of the surreal, and yet you stay fixed to this spot. He stirs behind you, moving close enough for his cologne to caress your senses, even if his hands are yet to.
You look down and regard your hands, the pale skin a sharp contrast to the dark mahogany of his desk. This makes no rational sense. He steps beside you, and you feel his breath on your neck. The skin there
The best lovemaking of my life, was the first.
When I was eleven years old we moved from the city to the country. My mother’s first new friend was a lady from a neighboring farm. She was several years younger than my mother and had three daughters, one a year older than me and the other two younger by one and three years. For the first several years I enjoyed riding bike and doing other kid things with the three daughters but around the time I turned fifteen I started to notice their
He’s coming tonight. I don’t know how I know, but he is. I woke up trembling this evening. I’ve been in such a state, pacing through the abandoned corridors and empty cavernous rooms, turning on all the lights because I was frightened (the place is haunted, I’m sure of it), and then I turned them all off again because he prefers the darkness. Now I’m sitting at my desk writing it all down. That’s why he gave me a desk, right? And paper, and a pen. There is
“You know what I want.”
“Yes,” I answer. I drop to my knees. She smiles down at me and parts her legs. Her right leg extends towards me.
I take her foot in my left hand and with my right I undo the strap of her shoe. I remove it and toss it aside. I close my eyes and rub her foot against my cheek, loving the smooth, sensual feel of her skin against my face. Gently, ever so gently I kiss her ankle.
“Lick me!”
“My tongue slowly begins exploring
Chapter 1
It was a warm early summer day, the kind of day you look forward to all winter long, so I cashed in a vacation day. A bike ride along the coast would be just the ticket on a day like today.
I stopped for a quick breakfast before heading out to one of my favorite areas, looking forward to cruising along the narrow cottage-lined streets.
I was riding down one of the more secluded roads when the bike began to handle a little strangely. Looking down at the front tire, I could see it was
I want to tell about a sexual experience I had last evening. But before I do, I suppose I’d better tell you a little bit about myself.
I’m Krystal. That by the way, is not my real name. Many years ago, a gentleman told me I was precious like a jewel, somewhat like a crystal. I think he was just being nice as I had a mouthful of his cum at the time. Anyway, I took a fancy to the name and adopted it as my own. I think it sounds so much better than Marge. Don’t you?
So, back to
The next day I had two classes and to be honest about it I might as well not even have gone. My mind was on Donna and her beautiful, sexy body. The day before had been wonderful and I was looking forward to making love to her again. I had almost forgotten about my promise to take her with me to see if those two hot teachers would return for another bout of sexy lovemaking.
About three o’clock my cell phone rang. It was Donna wanting to know where to meet me. I could tell that she was
Matt had long found his sister-in-law, Priscilla, very attractive. Married to her sister, Sondra, he had gotten many eyefuls of her voluptuous body. The two sisters were very alike in personality. They also looked much alike in their faces. Both of them had long brown hair and a good tan. But Priscilla was 3 years older than Sondra and Matt at 28. She also had bigger breasts than her sisters. Sondra had a decent pair at 32B, but Priscilla carried her 44DDs very well.
She always wore tight
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