She was sitting on the bench at the picnic table where we had had our first date. It was dark but I could see her very well from the lights on top of the levee. I was merely feet away, standing near the bank of the river, but she couldn't see me where I was concealed in the shadows. She was waiting for me but I didn't want to speak just yet. I just wanted to watch her. I could feel the bl**d and adrenaline pumping violently through my veins. I was on fire on the inside, and the heat radiated through my chest and face. It was all that I could do not to race to her and rip her clothes off right ... Continue»
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Apart from this, the perfect girlfriend is a career-minded woman who earns more than their partner but at the same time wants to stay at home and bring up the c***dren.
The clue to these seemingly contradictory demands lies in the men polled, 3,000 bachelors.
Near the top of their girlfriend checklist is the requirement that she should have a "pert bottom" – which may explain why they are still single.
And while three-quarters of the men polled said their ideal woman would keep her weight in check, 89 per cent also wanted her to tuck into a big meal without worrying. These perfect ... Continue»
The sun had set as I was watching her as she enjoyed a glass of wine on the deck. She must have known I was watching, because she gave me a show. I had learned from her in other encounters that she liked being watched. It started off with her slowly licking her full lips after each sip of wine, then after a bit her hands would caress her body. She was wearing a low cut, long, loose t-shirt, I could clearly see as she cupped her breasts to squeeze them and pinch her nipples through the soft fabric. Just as the sun turned the western horizon to fire, one hand slid all the way down her torso ... Continue»
Despite the deep distance in space and age,
we write honest and sincere at every stage.
Daily messages back and forth the ocean.
Little bottles of love to serve our throats.
Their thirsts longing more words of love.
Coming in with the tide, while we both love
the rhythm of waves as, our echoing it
unisono on the beach with waves breaking,
we deeply love enjoy those graceful moments
wave after wave ... after wave and wave.
We drown together, lost in love ...
almost left in this dream-like state.
We wake up together, holding each other tight
we scramble to the surface: swa... Continue»
exhibitionism to perversion .....
There we discovered exhibitionists one night by chance. and from that day the fantasy and reality, could not do without ..
We were as usual in the evening, in the industrial area, sitting in the backseat of the car his dad, a great sw easy, and I was doing one of his insurmountable blow jobs, I noticed that someone was watching us, did not say anything not to it scared the stool to kneel on the seat with one hand and lifted her skirt and slipped two fingers in pussy masturbating her long, confident that what we would have liked watching the show, maybe it wa... Continue»
I took the keys for No 17 out of my trouser pocket.This was a new client and I was keen to impress.The front door swung open and I stepped inside the luxury bungalow.I put my small suitcase down in the hall.I took my itinery out and checked things off and made a note of where everything was.I went into the beautiful lounge and noticed the large wall mounted plasma tv and the expensive hi-fi sitting in the opposite corner of the room,the large french door led out into a cane furnished conservatory.I then headed for the room where I intended to spend most of my time,the bedroom!I headed straig... Continue»
The flight had been a disaster. Working the Club Europe cabin had good and bad elements. Most of the punters were business people - meaning you had less hassle, and they were generally politer - but the downside was that they were predominantly men. And this late afternoon flight to Milan had had no girls in Club at all - so no-one even to fantasise about, let alone flirt with. And to cap it all, Linate had been closed by an "incident" - most likely a false security alert - which meant that, after circling for almost an hour, the flight had diverted to Malpensa. Linate was at least in the cent... Continue»
Noreens initiation was now over. I noticed it close to 11pm so it took close to 3 hours. Seemed a lot quicker. She was a mess, exhausted and elated. Someone lit up a doobie and we all got happy.
Noreen made it known she really did not want to fuck anymore as she was quite sore. I expect all the ladies thought like I did which was basically "good for you." 6 cocks and 6 loads would have me feeling the same way.
After a lot of relaxing either John or Cal decided it was time to interrogate the witches and Noreen would be their virgin Oracle on the cross. They stood her up, rearra... Continue»
By the fall of 1976 Elizette and I had been deeply involved for over a year. A petite Brazilian, she had jet black hair the length of her back, flawless bronze skin, large, dark brown eyes, and a lissome, graceful body. At twenty, she was almost insatiably sexual. We would have sex five or six times a week, sometimes three times a day. Everything from long languid afternoons of massage and foreplay to quickies in public places. Once at a baseball game she sat on my lap in a tactically parted wrap around skirt. On another, we fuck like mink, buck naked, on the altar of a Catholic church und... Continue»
I don't know how we ended up alone in the same room. Her daughter, Mona, usually kept me away. She didn't want her mother seducing her best friend, but she had it the other way around. I had been playing panther since I had arrived, poised from my perch waiting for the day, the hour, the perfect moment to strike. I had been staying at Mona's house for awhile. I had come back to Bronx to visit my f****y and friends and I would be heading back to Atlanta in a couple of days. Mona had gone with her older b*****r to the store to pick up some food and charcoal for a farewell barbeque for me. For t... Continue»
A week had passed since my latest encounter with Gloria, and my "aunt" Lorene called to say she was an hour out, and was bringing dinner home with her. I showered, put on some decent clothes in honour of her arrival, and waited. It was a decnet evening - warm but very humid, so the front door and windows were open to catch the slight breeze off the lake. Her car pulled into the driveway, and I went out to greet her and help carry her bags and our dinner. She emrged from the car wearing an electric blue sleeveless knit top over a pair of light blue dress slacks, and high heels which matched the... Continue»
Hello to anyone who's reading this, firstly I'd just like to say thanks to anyone who visits my profile and for all the great comments and and messages, I enjoy making the pics and vids on my profile just as much as you enjoy watching them.
Anyway now to the point, as of next weekend I'm going to be home for 2 months over the Christmas break which means alot of access to my s****rs panties and lingerie. Since I haven't posted anything new up in a while, I thought I'd give anyone who visits the opportunity to request pics and vids while I'm home. If there's anything you'd like to see while I... Continue»
Russia is a hard country. Moscow is no exception to that rule, in fact it might just be the factor that pushes the whole country over the edge. The life is hard, women are hard, the police are hard and the drinks are the hardest. It makes me think I should have gone to Prague, but I wanted to see what things were like since I’d last been here, since the Iron Curtain lifted to reveal a world of makeshift capitalism and black market gangsters.
In Russia everyone smokes. It’s the smoke that got me. The bar didn’t have much ventilation and the cigarettes don’t even have the semblance of a filte... Continue»
This is a story my friend sent me that she wrote to me.
It had been a great night, so far. The two of us went to dinner, and then went to the movies. I always did enjoy a good horror flick. We walk from the theater, holding hands. Your fingers are tracing distracting little designs on the palm of my hand. You hold my car door open, and i sit.
you get in, but instead of turning the car on, you turn to me, and bringing my hand to your lips, kiss it gently . You then lean forward, and kiss me, softly at first, then more f***efully, slipping your tongue into my mouth. I breathe yo... Continue»
I turned and slowly struck a pose in profile while Dede panned around my long hard on. "Have any of you seen Hammer Man?"
"Nope!" answered Cessa.
"Oh well," I sighed. "Do you suppose while we wait one of you could, (dramatic pause) Fuck me up my ass?"
It was hard to believe that this was the same place I was in several weeks ago. Gone was all the casual joking, and the laid back atmosphere. It was replaced with all kinds of tension and a strictly business attitude.
We have been going back and forth toying with the idea of bringing other couples into our sex life. We finally laid down all the ground rules and are ready to have some fun. I decided to let srace have another guy first. We didn't want it to be a stranger, we wanted to know that he is clean and my wife is interested in him. We went throufht the list of my friends that we trust and know it wouldn't effect our friendship. We picked out a name and stace sent him a text stating our request for him to help us with our sexual escapades and thankfully he agreed. He is suppost to come ovef this... Continue»
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It all started out so innocently, as innocently as most things start out I had always had an itch, a little tiny scratch that was content and never ending, yet I knew not what it was, just that it was there --- whatever it was. I did not know how all encompassing it would become though. Back then, you see, I was an ordinary young man, prime in my youth and my mind so filled with ideas that I couldn’t help but act upon impulse. But I should remind you, you... Continue»
Happy for me to use you for my pleasure, knowing that whatever pleasure I take I will give back to you fourfold. You willing to submit to my desires, eager to please, as your whole existence revolves around me. I am the piece which make you complete.
You stand there in front of me, I see the look of longing in your eyes, a hunger, a need, a lust, you need me more than anything else. Nothing else matters, except me.
I pull you towards me, my strong arms pressing you against my chest as our eyes lock together. My hand cups your cheek, moves around and then I move it inside the short skirt ... Continue»
Sergeant Able had been one of the last of the Union soldiers off the North River Bridge over the south fork of the Shenandoah River, where it was formed by the meeting of Broad Run and the South River. The Union troops under Brigadier General Erastus Tyler had made a stab across the middle of Virginia to try to trap the legendary Confederate general Stonewall Jackson and had only managed to back themselves to the in-flood south fork of the Shenandoah. Tyler had counted on being joined by Fremont's army, which never appeared. Now Tyler's f***es had to get across the one bridge on the Shenandoah... Continue»
When I was younger, one of my favourite shows growing up was Fairly OddParents. A few years later, I was in college and one day I was researching something which linked me to Tara Strong, the voice actress who had performed the voice of Timmy Turner, the main character of the show.
I found out that she lived near to where I went to college, so I e-mailed her and asked her if she would like to do an interview with me as part of a project I was working on. She e-mailed me back and told me that she was all for it.
Two weeks later, I arrived at Tara Strong's front door. I ran my fingers thr... Continue»