He's a stranger. I heard him park behind the house and SLAM the door harshly as he walked inside. Your drunk brother was at it again, it seemed. I paused between toes, careful not to drip cherry colored polish onto our powder blue satin sheets. Glancing quickly across the room I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror...black curly hair tied up ( Read more... )

I'm looking for the one ( Read more... )

OK, sooooo here's how the story ends. I pick her up and turns out she goes to a local community college so it wasn't very hard to find her. Her name is Mandy. This time when our eyes met she was wearing a pair of tight black pants and a red tank top covered with a black down jacket with an emperess waistline. Damn she looked yummy. I grinned ( Read more... )

I picked her up at work. And what a piece of work she was. Goddamn. Had baggie jeans and a Cubs sweatshirt on, but I'll be damned if I didn't see her yawn and lift her arms above her head and there was this perfect soft little tummy, diamond stud belly ring and these tits- GOD! I had to have it. I walked up behind her and suggested a dong that ( Read more... )

I love the word fuck. F so you get to start with your top teeth hard on your bottom lip like tiny knives digging into the softest flesh. Fffff and it has such power behind it like it could be any sound that was ruff and whipped and chained and carnal. Then U like a moan that comes when you fill pussy from hip to lip. It's uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhh like ( Read more... )

I layed on the couch with nothing particularly sexual going on. I couldn't stand the boredom so I lowered my fingers to my tight jeans and inched them under the front of my lace panties. There's the hotspot. My nexus. My pulse. Already wet, I grinned and inched an eager finger towards my tiny clit. It's little until you work with it. We play ( Read more... )

I found you in the basement. Slung over a wooden plank, you were "working" on remodling the basement into a bar. I chuckled as I noticed the numerous beer cans and cigarrette butts in the ashtray. I cocked my hips and rested my hands on them, shivering just a bit because I love the way your mouth tastes after smokes and alcohol ( Read more... )

He called to say he'd be over in 30. That he desperately needed to feel the inside of my pussy. I smiled, hung up, and undressed, but not all the way. I let him take off my bra and panties. When he got here he got right to business. Scraped off my panties, popped out my tit and slammed three thick fingers into my pussy. God he worked that ( Read more... )

So, I fucked this guy once who loved to slap my tits. I haven't come into contact with such a man since and I was wondering, since I've got such a yummy cock following already, is this a thing you like to do? Slap tits? I mean I loved it. It hurt so good. But like I said, out of the many sexual adventures I've had only one man did it. Please ( Read more... )

After work I followed you home like a sick puppy. I decided it would be nice of me to cook us dinner, though it was late and we were both tired from a long day of work. I whispered that it would be worth the wait and adorned myself in a tiny red chef's apron that covered very little of my curvy body. You slumped at the kitchen table and read the ( Read more... )