posted by admin on Feb 20
Tag non-con, flirtation The summer in the country seemed simple enough, she would find out otherwise in the days to come View Author’s Copyright Information
Kimberly rode in silence as the train made it’s way to the country, a place she had only visited once before, her aunt and uncle’s estate in Maine, a place she didn’t really want to go, but had been forced to by her worried parents in the city now far behind her. She reflected on how this had come to be, she thought that when she had graduated from high school she would be free to do whatever she saw fit, try whatever she wanted to, be the wanton slut she had always wanted to become if it was her choice, but alas, now she had to go to the country and the boredom of a sequestered life.
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posted by admin on Feb 20
Tag Bar Sailors Exhibitionism Bar encounter for sailors ashore
As a first port of call after twelve weeks at sea, the King’s Head wasn’t bad. The beer was good and reasonably priced, there wasn’t too much noise and the bar didn’t slope. The smell of stale smoke was in keeping with the faded upholstery. It was just after opening time and the bar was almost empty. The barman was watching a replay on the telly, only coming near us when we called for beer. By the third pint we were supping rather than gulping, leaning our elbows on the bar and putting our feet on the bar rail. From a back room we could hear the sound of pool balls being played.
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posted by admin on Feb 20
Tag Straight hard sex anonymous sex at its best View Author’s Copyright Information
“He looked at the beauty laying on the king size bed, naked before him, his arousal evident with the massively thick cock standing at full attention before him. He knelt across her thigh and pulled her other leg upward, laying it across his hardened abs and chest, her body rolled onto its side as he pulled it upward, her sweet petals opened slightly at the parting of her legs. He lowered himself and nudged at the petals with his swollen member, pushing them apart with the bulbous head, teasing the wanton hole with its presence. She moaned as she felt the pressure to enter her and felt the pop as the head penetrated the outer muscles of her wet tunnel of passion. Slowly he pushed onward, in by inch, centimeter by centimeter she felt the mass of his thickness fill her. The head reached her cervix, pausing with anticipation of her readiness, waiting for the trembling of her abs to become needier, wanting to feel the rush of her spasms as she tightened her muscles around his shaft. The control of her muscles was supreme, she stroked his manhood without moving her body, his cock quivering at the feelings she bestowed on him. He could feel the tightness of her cervix open up and plunged the remaining four inches into her womb. She exploded in the pain and ecstasy of the sensation, he reeled at the shaking of her body beneath his and felt it as she released a flood of nectar around his shaft from tip to base and knew she had overflowed in the lust of the moment. He could wait no longer and shot forth his ropes of cream, deep into her willing pit of joy. When both had ebbed from the moment of orgasm he laid her onto her back and began fucking her in ernest, long firm, deep thrusts, one after another until she climaxed again, and yet again, his 12 inch cock never feeling so powerful before he rammed into her until his exhaustion took its toll and he collapsed beside her. They both lay in a trembling mass wanting naught but the feelings they both felt, the satisfactions they both enjoyed.”
I know this is more an event than a story, but thought it worthy to post a ‘quickie’ for the sheer enjoyment of the moment. Please leave a comment or vote, I can use them to fulfill my desire to become better at writing.
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posted by admin on Feb 20
Tag group, boyfriend, first time, affair, voyeur Chapter 1 View Author’s Copyright Information “hollywood please, I don’t want any hair down there at all!” he loves to taste a completely smooth pussy. Its been a longtime since I had sex. He had asked me out to dinner and I am not leaving anything to chance. We had been text flirting and he has told me something about what he likes to do and what turns him on..
I’m wearing my red high heels- makes my legs look endless, a slightly see through short frilly caramel dress -blends in almost disappearing, with my skin.
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