I stood at the door with my colorfully wrapped gift. I had just rung the doorbell a minute before and was waiting patiently. I’m 19 years old and it was my friend Janet’s 20th birthday, and she was having a birthday party that evening. Nothing huge, a few of her relatives and a few friends, but I had been looking forward to it nonetheless.
A man I didn’t recognize opened the front door. He smiled when he saw me.
“Hi, you must be one of Janet’s friends. I’m
I am what you would call a shy, loner. I’ve pretty much always been that way. My favorite place has always been curled up on the couch alone with a book. I’m not the girl with the snappy comeback or witty or flirtatious reply. I’m the one that blushes, stammers and looks away while turning bright red. Rather than always looking like a blubbering moron when someone talked to me I adopted a quite, rebellious persona as a teen but have always had moments where I fantasize about
All eyes on the crowded beach were watching as she walked to the water’s edge. Nicole was a woman of extraordinary beauty and grace with an aura that demanded attention. Her full breasts with their prominent nipples sat high on her ribcage. The small, shiny swatch of red material covering her pubic patch left little to the imagination. Even with her long beautiful mane of auburn hair swishing from side to side across her lower back, the crowd’s attention was focused on her splendid
I was just 24 and on my first job. This was in Delhi, while the rest of my family still lived in Panjab. My father had a small house where I stayed.
One day my father called.
“Renu and her friend will be coming to Delhi for about a couple of weeks on a short course. Put them up and look after them well.”
Renu was a cousin, one I liked as she was not riotous. She was very respectful towards me as younger cousins are expected to be in India.
“OK, Dad, I replied, “Let me
I thrust into my wife and with a deep low moan shot several long spurts of my sticky come deep inside her pussy. I felt her vaginal muscles spasm around my hard cock almost pulling the sperm out from me, depositing it deep inside her juicy wet hairy pussy.
“Go on then.” Angie said. “You know what you want to do now.”
I pulled my now limp cock out from her pussy and gently moved down her body to nibble on her hard engorged nipples.
“Keep going downwards cum
I had noticed my new neighbors a few weeks ago, but didn’t have the time to introduce myself. Seems work always had me by the neck each time I thought I would be able to relax at home for a day. I usually would get home late and wake up early to head out to work or to do errands.
So it came to a surprise when my
She came out of the bathroom wearing her black vinyl dress, black mesh stockings, and black heels, and she stood in the light from the bathroom door regarding me with a mixture of shyness and challenge, letting me look at her, enjoying my reaction. I might have smiled. I certainly felt like smiling. She was dressed now and ready.
She’d touched up the small amount of makeup she wore and brushed out her dark hair and now she was ready for me.
These were her sexy clothes that she wore only for me.
It was not the first time that Janet had seen her at the grocery store. In fact Janet had seen her each Tuesday morning about 10:00 for the last four weeks. She had already seen her today by the bacon. Every time the reaction had been about the same, weak knees and a racing heart. Janet lingered with the freezer door open looking at the frozen turkey dinners, the cold air barely affecting the raging heat from between her legs.
It was good she didn’t have anything on under her knee length
My fiftieth birthday, the big five-O, I was so determined to treat it like any other day, “It’s just a number.” I said to myself speaking out loud as I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a bath towel around me, tucked it into my cleavage and walked back to my bedroom across the short landing. Reality soon disillusioned me as I removed the towel from my naked body in front of the wardrobe mirror.
“Good Lord Eleanor, the gal ain’t what she used to be,” I said
In chatting with the ever so lovely Maria last night, my boyfriend Michael was going to write a fantasy for them. But after he told me of it, I asked him if I could write it for him and he agreed but I know he plans on writing one for her as well.