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To Joan,
It was good to “meet” you on the Internet. There are not a lot of
opportunities for those of us who enjoy the unique pleasures of MFM threesomes
to talk with others about our lifestyle… particularly others who regularly
share our lifestyle.
As you have requested, I am going to attempt to put into writing how I started…
Read More →June Allison sat her eighteen-year-old daughter down for a most
difficult talk. June needed a sexy young girl as a sexual aid to get a
very special man up. June finally found a good Mr. Right with one
little problem, which wasn’t little and was no problem once it got up.
Getting it up was the problem. Henry thought seeing …
It was Nancy Peterson’s first appearance as a Valley High
cheerleader. The stands rumbled with a full house of cheering fans.
Nancy performed high kicks. Her dark-blue skirt featured inverted
pleats and swirled sexily on her fine, tanned legs.
She wore a tight white vest that had blue stripes down the arms, an
inch-wide white stripe across the chest, and …
wake with the sun filtering through the window. I was sleeping nude, which is unusual for me. I can hear deep breathing, coming from a body in the bed next to me. Definitely unusual. As I surface from sleep, things begin to come back into focus. I am on a nudist cruise with Ricky and his mother. Hey, this is …
Read More →Elisa released Susan’s hand and moved to
the door. A loud click filled the air as she turned
the deadbolt and locked the door. She also pulled
down the shades, blocking the view from outside.
‘Now we don’t have to worry about
anyone making a late night return.’ Elisa smiled
as she walked back to Susan.
The young girl placed …
Most people have never heard of me. I like it that way. Fighting
crime is tough enough without having to maintain a rep. My unique
talents don’t lend themselves to being displayed on the big screen.
Well maybe in a porno movie. Yeah, like I’m going to sell my life
story to some porn producer. Get real.
I always knew …
Read More →Before I get to the story itself I’d like to give a
little background. Lisa
and I live on an island off the coast. Unlike most
islands, we don’t rely on tourism
to boost our economy. In fact, the community goes to
great lengths to keep tourists
from finding out about our island.
The island has been kept hard to …
I slept late the next morning so I missed the Tiff and Jane Shows.
Martha must have slept late also because I was able to watch her go
through her morning shower. I just wish she would lose the damn towel
so I could watch her tits jiggle while she brushed her teeth and hair.
After breakfast I put on …
Read More →Not many folks know about fixers. Those that
think they do, usually don’t. They have the wrong
idea. People think fixers kill people, or maybe
break their legs. I don’t want to say we NEVER
get rough, but most of what we do is pretty
routine, and even boring.
Say some little starlet is photographed
coming out of some gay …
His balls bounce against my nose as he brushes his
cock across my cheek. He moves his dick toward my mouth and runs it
over my lips. He says, “Lick it, baby…”
My tongue emerges between my lips and touches the hot flesh of his
cockhead. I push my tongue out further and slide it along the bottom
of his …
The
Winner lifts one of my feet out of the skirt and then the other. He
throws my skirt somewhere behind me.
The Winner stands in front of me. His hand touches me just below my
breasts. His hands move over my belly and work their way down. He
moves his hand down to my pantyhose and presses his palm …
My name is Susan and I want to tell you what happened to me
recently. I’m doing this because right now I feel guilt, and remorse,
and most of all because I can’t tell my husband, Peter (not his real
name), but I have to tell someone. Maybe publishing this anonymously
on the web will help cleanse the shame I …
I met Kelly, in of all places, an overgrown
churchyard. I had been roped into helping out with a ground-
clearance scheme, to get this neglected churchyard back into
some sort of reasonable condition. There were quite a number
of helpers, including several whom I knew.
I noticed this girl in her twenties, attractive,
slim but by no means skinny, …
This is not exactly about lightning striking in the same place twice, but
it’s close.
In the middle of November of the year after he met Mary Nelson, George
Chitwood went past the Greyhound station after work on Friday. No, you haven’t
been here before, not exactly. He did this a couple of times a month for some
years, especially …
Hmmmm Yes. I am stepping out of the taxi-cab in front of your hotel. It
could be Milan or New York or Beverly Hills. No matter. Its the
presentation, the gestalt thats important. I stretch my four inch high
heeled legs encased in sheer black back seamed stockings out of the cab as
my leopard print soft supple leather skirt …