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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 …
Which part of town was this anyway? Susan’s head
cleared a little. A tiny little bit. There are
advantages to speeding after all, like the cool air
that blew in her face through the window, making her
less dizzy. She wasn’t sure how long the ride was
taking though. Long enough to have to remove Mick’s
hand from her shoulder …
Bob had lived in the house for five years before he found the book.
One day he was cleaning the crawl space, for the first time, when he
spotted a small brown cover under the ancient dust. It was no more
than a quarter inch thick, but was not noticeably different from some
of the unevenly laid boards. He only …
When Kathy left Mrs. Johnson’s class the next day, her teacher
smiled radiantly at her and motioned her to her desk. When the
other students had filtered out of the room, Mrs. Johnson spoke.
“I heard you were quite a hit last night, Kathy,” she said.
Kathy blushed.
“Yeah, I guess…” she murmured.
“Well, I’ve got another guy who wants …
Kathy Dawson’s mind raced for the next few days, wondering when
Mrs. Johnson would put her to work. Every day in her class, the
teacher would smile at her and talk to her briefly, but no word
would come as to when Kathy’s services would be requested by a
“customer”.
Finally, one day when Kathy was leaving Mrs. Johnson’s class,…
Kathy Dawson had an attractive figure, and she knew it. The
teeb sophomore’s body was budding into a young woman. Her 5’7″
frame was beginning to become more shapely, and she looked in the
school bathroom mirror, admiring herself in her new cheerleading
uniform.
Kathy was excited about making the Madison High J.V. squad for
the second year, and this …
Christine walked through the door home from a long day at work just in
time to hear the phone ring. “I wonder who that could be,” she thought
as she hurried to the phone.
“Hello,” the beautiful young wife said.
“Hi Christine,” returned a male voice.
Christine said pleasantly, “Oh hi Bob. I’m afraid Jim isn’t here.
Tonight he has …
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 → I wonder if they can see my knees shaking. I know they can see
my bottom. The attendants and our families are behind me, and my
exposed orbs must be the center of their attention. My breasts are
exposed to the minister, the nipples hard and pointing at him. If he
looks down, he can see the lips. Are they …
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 …
I rubbed my neck and glanced at Joy sitting next to me at the nurses station.
“What a night! IV’s, blood hangs, ICU emergencies, cranky patients. Joy, I am
sick of sick people!” Joy nodded in firm agreement, then a big smile lit up her
face. Uh oh, I thought, here it comes. Joy and I had been in more …
He spent a restless night, constantly waking up in a state of
heightened excitement.
She would not leave him, even in his dreams. The last one he
particularly enjoyed. In it the Countess sold her apartment,
bought a large house in the country and of course, needed a
handyman to look after the place. Apart from one painful bit,
where …
It has been a long day. Your neck and back are a
little sore from being
on the computer all day, and you attempt to reach back and
rub them. But I
gently push your hands away. Then I begin to knead the
muscles of your
upper back,my fingers pushing in and around, up and down,
until gradually
you feel …
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 …
She was hoping he would notice, was afraid he would.
She looked down at the tips of her nipples clearly
protruding through her tight silk shirt, noting the
round circles pushing out of the fabric that fairly
shouted “PIERCING”.
“Good girls don’t get their nipples pierced,” she said
out loud. To herself she thought, “Since when have I
been a …