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Cindy is the hostess at my dinner party.
*Chapter 4 - The Dinner Party*
The start of the fourth month was basically more of the same sort of things. I was having more sex than I probably ever had and I was loving it. We spent a lot of time doing normal sorts of things, but usually with at least some touch of the erotic, and some of the time, of course, I would have her posing for me and whatnot. One night I had her climb up on the table while I was eating and face away from me on her hands and knees while she masturbated. Another night I had her climb under the table and suck me off while I ate.
*Chapter 4 - The Dinner Party*
The start of the fourth month was basically more of the same sort of things. I was having more sex than I probably ever had and I was loving it. We spent a lot of time doing normal sorts of things, but usually with at least some touch of the erotic, and some of the time, of course, I would have her posing for me and whatnot. One night I had her climb up on the table while I was eating and face away from me on her hands and knees while she masturbated. Another night I had her climb under the table and suck me off while I ate. Read more »
Joe meets his friend's love interest.
*CHAPTER 1 - FIRST MEETING*
I'd known Jeremy pretty well for five or six years - we'd been to school together right up until I went off to university. He got a job in a local supermarket, and we caught up with each other from time to time when I was back home in holidays. I ran into him in the Easter break in my second year, and he seemed very enthusiastic about a girl he worked with who he was, as he put it, "sort of seeing." What I think that meant was that he was trying to get her into bed, but she was still at the going out for a drink stage. Anyway, we arranged to go for a beer or two later that week, and Jez said that Karen might come along later.
*CHAPTER 1 - FIRST MEETING*
I’d known Jeremy pretty well for five or six years - we’d been to school together right up until I went off to university. He got a job in a local supermarket, and we caught up with each other from time to time when I was back home in holidays. I ran into him in the Easter break in my second year, and he seemed very enthusiastic about a girl he worked with who he was, as he put it, “sort of seeing.” What I think that meant was that he was trying to get her into bed, but she was still at the going out for a drink stage. Anyway, we arranged to go for a beer or two later that week, and Jez said that Karen might come along later. Read more »
Ted & Valerie's escapades in Key West during 'Fantasty Fest'.
Well, my husband and I finally got away for our wild weekend and it just happened to be during "Fantasy Fest" in Key West. If you read my story "My Key West Adventure", you would know what I"m talking about. If not, my husband and I were planning to go to Key West this past summer. But to unforeseen circumstances, he could not make it. So he promised to take me during "Fantasy Fest" so he could be with me when I showed off.
Oh, by the way! My name is Valerie and my husband"s name is Ted. We are in our mid 30"s now, but we keep in shape and still look pretty good. I weight 130 lbs., am 5" 9", brown shoulder length hair, and green eyes. And have a 36C rack, which I am proud of and love to show. Ted is 5"11", 170 lbs., sandy blond hair, and blue eyes.
Well, my husband and I finally got away for our wild weekend and it just happened to be during “Fantasy Fest” in Key West. If you read my story “My Key West Adventure”, you would know what I”m talking about. If not, my husband and I were planning to go to Key West this past summer. But to unforeseen circumstances, he could not make it. So he promised to take me during “Fantasy Fest” so he could be with me when I showed off.
Oh, by the way! My name is Valerie and my husband”s name is Ted. We are in our mid 30″s now, but we keep in shape and still look pretty good. I weight 130 lbs., am 5″ 9″, brown shoulder length hair, and green eyes. And have a 36C rack, which I am proud of and love to show. Ted is 5″11″, 170 lbs., sandy blond hair, and blue eyes. Read more »
A girl is exposed.
This all began because I was an idiot. I was a person who couldn"t let a dare go by without at least attempting to do it. I wasn"t wild or anything, just slightly crazy, and willing to step outside the norms of society. The more off center and daring, the more I wanted to do the dare.
At times in the past I had let my friends convince me to do things, that on reflection, if I had thought at all, I would have never done. Once, driving down the highway to a concert, they convinced me to remove my clothes and flash my boobs and butt to passing truckers. I could have just pulled up my top and tugged my jeans down to do it, but they dared me to go naked. I"ve already told you I was an idiot at times. Well, when I did this, I proved that I was.
This all began because I was an idiot. I was a person who couldn”t let a dare go by without at least attempting to do it. I wasn”t wild or anything, just slightly crazy, and willing to step outside the norms of society. The more off center and daring, the more I wanted to do the dare.
At times in the past I had let my friends convince me to do things, that on reflection, if I had thought at all, I would have never done. Once, driving down the highway to a concert, they convinced me to remove my clothes and flash my boobs and butt to passing truckers. I could have just pulled up my top and tugged my jeans down to do it, but they dared me to go naked. I”ve already told you I was an idiot at times. Well, when I did this, I proved that I was. Read more »
Daniel works a party & serves his clients well.
I arrived at Mrs. Greenberg's home on Saturday, a few minutes early. 'I'm just here to do a job,' I kept reminding myself, but I was so nervous I could hardly think straight.
I had marketed my services successfully, much to my surprise, and had now arrived at my first engagement. I was to serve as Mrs. Greenberg's butler for the afternoon - serving a group of people I had never laid eyes on before. That alone would have been enough to make me nervous. Add to that the fact that I would be wearing only a g-string and a vest – well, you get the picture. Would they know ahead of time that I would be serving them half naked, I wondered? For that matter, I didn't know whether I'd be serving men, women, or both.
I arrived at Mrs. Greenberg’s home on Saturday, a few minutes early. ‘I’m just here to do a job,’ I kept reminding myself, but I was so nervous I could hardly think straight.
I had marketed my services successfully, much to my surprise, and had now arrived at my first engagement. I was to serve as Mrs. Greenberg’s butler for the afternoon - serving a group of people I had never laid eyes on before. That alone would have been enough to make me nervous. Add to that the fact that I would be wearing only a g-string and a vest – well, you get the picture. Would they know ahead of time that I would be serving them half naked, I wondered? For that matter, I didn’t know whether I’d be serving men, women, or both. Read more »
Jamie and Monica watch Catherine get ravished by Marc.
"Please, somebody fuck me" rang out in the room. Catherine's pussy was dripping wet and on fire. After what we had just been through I was so hard I couldn't stand it. I leaned in and kissed her hard. God, I wanted to ravish her, fuck her like I'd never fucked anybody before. I moved into position to stick my hard cock deep into her pussy when Monica's hand touched my shoulder.
Catherine and I had met earlier in the evening for a wild weekend of sex. After meeting Monica and her friends for the first time we went to our room and made sweet, passionate love. Monica had invited us to her room where a wild party was taking place. After makine love we came to Monica's room where Catherine met Marc. Catherine had convinced me to help her suck Marc to orgasm and we shared his cum. Now Catherine needed to be fucked....really, really fucked.
“Please, somebody fuck me” rang out in the room. Catherine’s pussy was dripping wet and on fire. After what we had just been through I was so hard I couldn’t stand it. I leaned in and kissed her hard. God, I wanted to ravish her, fuck her like I’d never fucked anybody before. I moved into position to stick my hard cock deep into her pussy when Monica’s hand touched my shoulder.
Catherine and I had met earlier in the evening for a wild weekend of sex. After meeting Monica and her friends for the first time we went to our room and made sweet, passionate love. Monica had invited us to her room where a wild party was taking place. After makine love we came to Monica’s room where Catherine met Marc. Catherine had convinced me to help her suck Marc to orgasm and we shared his cum. Now Catherine needed to be fucked….really, really fucked. Read more »
Tricia flirts with exhibitionism & Carlos & Nigel.
"Good evening Mr. Hawthorne. Would you like me to serve your drinks now Sir?" The voice behind me casually asked.
"Thank you Carlos. I'm certain my lady friend would like a good stiff drink about now." He paused. I think we're ready now?" His eyes returned to mine. "Ready Trish?"
I nodded slowly, uncertain what to do but anxious not to upset Nigel. It was the second time that day I had obeyed him without attempting a compromise of any description. I wanted so much to please him.
Carlos was a perfect gentleman, appreciating his position of trust by treating me as though I was fully dressed and speaking to both of us as we ordered, as though women dining practically topless was a every day event at his restaurant. I remained as I was, still displaying my thinly clad breasts, making no attempt to hide my engorged nipples.
“Good evening Mr. Hawthorne. Would you like me to serve your drinks now Sir?” The voice behind me casually asked.
“Thank you Carlos. I’m certain my lady friend would like a good stiff drink about now.” He paused. I think we’re ready now?” His eyes returned to mine. “Ready Trish?”
I nodded slowly, uncertain what to do but anxious not to upset Nigel. It was the second time that day I had obeyed him without attempting a compromise of any description. I wanted so much to please him.
Carlos was a perfect gentleman, appreciating his position of trust by treating me as though I was fully dressed and speaking to both of us as we ordered, as though women dining practically topless was a every day event at his restaurant. I remained as I was, still displaying my thinly clad breasts, making no attempt to hide my engorged nipples. Read more »
Young woman has time on her hands.
"Angel Love edited this because I have Faulkneresque idea of paragraphing."
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Sarah had finished her first year at College. Everyone else was studying for finals, she wasn't. She had succeeded where most fail. No final exams. Three more years and she could expect a starting salary over $100,000 and an impressive title to go with it. She sat completely motionless. The other students had already left. Her American Lit professor announced that his mother was dying. Instead of a final, he opted to give everyone the grade they had earned up to that point and spend time with her.
“Angel Love edited this because I have Faulkneresque idea of paragraphing.”
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Sarah had finished her first year at College. Everyone else was studying for finals, she wasn’t. She had succeeded where most fail. No final exams. Three more years and she could expect a starting salary over $100,000 and an impressive title to go with it. She sat completely motionless. The other students had already left. Her American Lit professor announced that his mother was dying. Instead of a final, he opted to give everyone the grade they had earned up to that point and spend time with her. Read more »
...and how they all meshed together.
Lisa and I were a few weeks away from our first anniversary. We had even begun to make plans for it. Being only 19 years old, Lisa had never been in such a long relationship before. From her perspective everything was going perfectly well. I didn't think so, but things weren't really bad either: our sex life was decent and she was a pretty little thing at 5'6", with her bubbly breasts, pert ass and pale blonde hair.
Yet she was a shy girl, and the six year difference was having an impact: how could a 25 year old man understand that a nubile girl only liked making love when the lights were down? And that I only rarely got to see her naked outside of sex? I mean, she always changes in the bathroom with the door closed and only rarely forgets to bring her clothes with her before going in.
Lisa and I were a few weeks away from our first anniversary. We had even begun to make plans for it. Being only 19 years old, Lisa had never been in such a long relationship before. From her perspective everything was going perfectly well. I didn’t think so, but things weren’t really bad either: our sex life was decent and she was a pretty little thing at 5′6″, with her bubbly breasts, pert ass and pale blonde hair.
Yet she was a shy girl, and the six year difference was having an impact: how could a 25 year old man understand that a nubile girl only liked making love when the lights were down? And that I only rarely got to see her naked outside of sex? I mean, she always changes in the bathroom with the door closed and only rarely forgets to bring her clothes with her before going in. Read more »
Photographing sweet Jodi.
How my life had changed over the past few weeks. I had done things I would never have dreamed of, never even have thought possible. Things that once would have just turned me right off. I had been fucked by a woman – Jesus, I let her fuck me like I was the woman! And I had actually enjoyed. I fucking loved it, in fact; it wasn't something I was going to brag about to my buddies, but I had to admit it to myself – she fucked me like I was a girl, almost like I was some kind of faggot, and I had loved it. How weird things seemed to have become for me all of a sudden.
How my life had changed over the past few weeks. I had done things I would never have dreamed of, never even have thought possible. Things that once would have just turned me right off. I had been fucked by a woman – Jesus, I let her fuck me like I was the woman! And I had actually enjoyed. I fucking loved it, in fact; it wasn’t something I was going to brag about to my buddies, but I had to admit it to myself – she fucked me like I was a girl, almost like I was some kind of faggot, and I had loved it. How weird things seemed to have become for me all of a sudden. Read more »