He entered the lobby, nervous at what he was planning, but
also eager to complete it successfully and see how she handled
it. He ran a gloved hand over the frosted intercom panel,
stopping and pressing one labeled “9 – Sanders” and cleared his
throat.
“Yes?” It was the sound he’d fallen in love with – the
voice of this …
But they knew they really had to show up, at least briefly,
at the reception. Having to stand around making small talk while
she was thinking of all the hot fucking that awaited her when the
reception was over made it almost impossible for Randi to keep
cool. She could feel her blood pounding with anticipation.
In the powder room …
After allowing ruthie to get some water and rest a bit, I replaced her
gag, and led her over to the wire cage, intending to use it as a “holding
pen” while I readied the next “attraction.” The cage was basically a box
on legs with a crosspiece at the top..although the legs were at an angle.
The entire contraption …
It was decided they would meet on neutral ground.
Hawaii was the ideal spot, for it was almost – not quite – but almost right
smack in the middle of their homelands. Besides, it was winter and plane
tickets were cheap. A small, isolated and sparsely populated island was
chosen – far way from the typical tourists spots. A single …
It had been a long drive and Travis sighed with relief as he pulled
into the driveway.
Thankful that the summer season was upon him and his studies at
college would wait for a couple of months, he smiled as he once
again pondered how he was going to waste his summer by pursuing
pleasure.
As he turned off the …
Read More →Peter groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting
his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Susana’s mouth,
hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining
cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a
rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue …
It was a hot day, and hotter still beneath the many layers of
armor Dahala wore. Her polished plate mail armor attracted the sun,
and while it reflected its light it trapped the heat and baked her
within. Under the mail, she wore a tight leather shirt, smooth yet
sticky against her skin. She loved the feel of leather, but …
Ever since I was a teenager and tried on a pair of my mother’s
silk panties when I was home alone there has been an exciting
mystique about women’s lingerie. I am not hung up on it but
I still like the feel and smell of panties (worn ones) when I
masturbate. I have never worn womens panties during the …
I got home from work that evening and i was absolutely
shattered. It had been one of them days – nothing goes right for you
and you just feel like hitting the nearest person to you (know the
feeling?). I stripped off my work stuff and put on a comfortable pair
of shorts and went to cook something (i was …
As soon as the girls got back from the shower, Roxanne asked me if they
could get high. I got out a joint and the three of us walked down the beach
and got real fucking stoned. Desiree kept saying over and over again, “Wow !
This is so good.” I kept laughing and Roxanne just kept tokin’. When we …
I could hear the water running. I knew that my father was taking a shower,
and I stood there outside the door, fingering myself, imagining what his hot
cock looked like as he soaped it and stroked it. I wanted so much to just
open the door and walk in and fall on my knees and put his cock in …
It is a common thing among lovers. The male is built to
dominate, to impale. The female is made to receive and submit. In
their little night-time games, in their liasons during the day, a
dervish of lust can overcome them. It can push them to push each other
to new heights of dominance and submission. And so it was …
It seems so long ago now.
But it was only 1974. When Michelle was just sixteen years old. A
shy, somewhat mixed-up girl, attending the Notre Dame du Lac convent school
in Montreal. She was a little confused at still being in a church school,
after all the trouble she’d caused at the last one. But it was what her…
My best girlfriend first turned me on the “agency” when I was 16. We
were both in High school and loved to party: drink, smoke pot, do coke,
acid, whatever and just fuck out brains out. I lost my virginity at 14
and by the time I turned 16 I’d already had over 30 lovers. Some were
older guys in …
“…in lechery there is at least something permanent, something that is
truly founded upon nature and is not subject to the imagination,
something that is present like a constantly live coal in the blood…if
I didn’t have that, I’d probably have to shoot myself.” -Crime and
Punishment
“Hope all is well. Working in Boston for the summer. We should try …
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