Kelly Carlson was a beautiful and vivacious 24-year-old first grade teacher. She was 5′ 7″ tall with shoulder length blonde hair and sparking green eyes. She had a lovely smile, an infectious laugh and was well liked by students, colleagues and parents alike. While she was slim and shapely, she was endowed with rather large breasts that were firm and sat high on her chest.
The nipples were large and pink, covering most of her breasts. She was often embarrassed because the nipples
I met Erica through my roommate. She was a freshmen who was a free spirit, into experiencing the new things in college. She was a fun girl to be around, as well as quite attractive, so when I didn’t have a date to my fraternity’s formal, which was held in Savannah, Georgia that year., I invited her to come along. We went down for the weekend and stayed at a hotel near the beach.
It was a good time, as all of the guys stayed pretty drunk and all of the women took the opportunity to wear their
The melancholy old songs were playing on the stereo. It had been 2 years ago, this day, that Andreas had been taken from me. Listening to the old 70s love ballads – The Carpenters, Barry Manilow, Barbra Streisand… All of those torch songs about lost love and trying to find my man or to try to replace the one that got away…
I knew that in a little while, I’d change the music to more current and upbeat songs – but these old torchy, tear jerkers still tugged at my heartstrings
Serena agrees to be photographed in her high heels
After Serena’s visit to The Fetish Shoe Shop, Mrs Wyles was in touch with her again. This time she wanted to know whether she would be willing to be photographed wearing her fetish shoes for publicity for the shop. Mrs Wyles pointed out that of course her face would not be shown in the photos. Serena agreed and Mrs Wyles told her that Roger, her photographer would soon be in touch with her.
Roger phoned in a few days and made an
His arms went around her as she walked out of the bathroom fresh from the shower, and she squealed and thrashed, kicking her feet as he effortlessly stripped the towel from her body while holding her off of her feet at the same time.
“Connor! Put me down!”
“OK,” he answered with an evil chuckle and with another two steps toward the bed gave a toss as though she were weightless. Her still wet, nude body landed with a comfortable thump and bounce and she let out another
The following story depicts plenty of male and female bisexuality, plus several fetishes such as anal, spitting, cum swapping and smoking. If you are offended by the notion of sexual acts between two men, you should skip this story and read something more suitable to your taste.
The previous chapter has been revised and expanded. More chapters will follow soon.
All characters and their actions in this story are fictitious and created solely for enjoyment of responsible, adult readers.
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“Do you think Boyd is going to go for this?” Asked Lana as she and Sky approached the door of no 28.
“What do you reckon? I know he’s had the hots for you since you showed up here and pouted those lips at him.”
“Extra hotty…!” she mimicked. Lana blushed and looked away somewhat sheepishly.
“Don’t worry, let me do the talking, and just try to have some fun. You know, I do appreciate you agreeing to help me out. Boyd is just so jealous
Chad, breathing easily and looking mighty fine for a man of thirty-seven, ended his run at his usual bench beside a tool house in the remote Myrtle Beach park tucked into a golf course almost within sight of the ocean enough for most not to realize it was a separate public park. As usual, he ran in just athletic shorts and running shoes.
His auburn red hair was boyishly tussled and reddish down swirled around his firm pecs and down the line of his sternum and six pack and under the waistband of
“Fuck is that the time, I have to go” he said pushing back the sheet and climbing quickly out of the hotel bed.
“Why, what’s the hurry?” I asked sitting up my full tits flopping around all over the place.
“Oh bugger,” he said as he caught his fingernails on the bathroom door. “I er, um, promised my son I would pop in this evening.”
“What for, it’ll be very late?”
“Yes I know, but I promised.”
I got up and walked
I wanted to be taken by her. But it had to be done right. Damn it, if I was going to be fucked in the ass by my girlfriend, the least she could do was buy me dinner!
We set a date. Friday night. Dinner. Drinks. Seduction. She could have her way with me, but only if she seduced me first.
I got home from work first. She came home while I was in the shower.
I slipped quickly into the fantasy, forgetting how well we had come to know each other’s body over the past two years, and taking on an
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