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It was the beginning of a new semester. Of course, I made sure to schedule classes with my professor from last semester. I wanted to get my workout done early, so that I could buy my books before class. It was nice working out in the early morning because there was next to nobody in the gym. I could do whatever I wanted. Since I worked out so much, people thought that I worked at the gym. I didn’t mind helping out.
Across the room there was a woman running who I never saw before. She was wearing a white top with pink bottom. I don’t know if I worked out so much because I... Continue»
A lost art, whittling. Passed on from father to son, though in my f****y it had skipped a generation. I learned it from my grandfather. My father thought of it as a waste of time. Granddad taught me to use it as a thinking tool.
I had been doing this it seemed all my life. I would go to the backyard with a block of soft wood and my sharpened pocketknife and work problems through my head. Sometimes I would just daydream. The thinking and daydreams would end when the block of wood had become a discernible object. Over the years I had become good enough that some of my w... Continue»
I’d taken a job at a local factory, which meant I could cycle to work. Better still, I could avoid the roads and take the canal route. This particular day I’d been having trouble with my chain, it had come off twice on the way to work, so I was pushing hard to get home and do some maintenance. The towpath was quite narrow in places, and I had to brake sharply when a black man walked out in front of me. I thought I was going into the canal but managed to stutter to a halt.
He shot me a broad smile, held his hands up and apologised. I was a l... Continue»
I went to a art one night at a friends house, the kind of boring part with too man relatives and not enough beer. I lived around the corner from him so would go back to min and smoke then return when bored.
During the evening his aunt and uncle turned up with his cousin who as barely legal, dressed in a nice dress and looked really sexy. She was so cut and good looking it was hard to believe she was related to my friend at all.
She was the good girl and dressed like one and acted like one at least she did in front of f****y that is, but she was actually a young dick crazy little slut w... Continue»
Kim sat in her car, the door open, waiting nervously. Bill had said he'd be there as near to eleven as possible and she glanced at the clock on the dashboard. Nearly eleven. She turned and looked back toward the car park entrance and then breathed a big sigh of relief as she saw his car pull off the road and watched as he drove toward her. He parked alongside her, got out of the car and walked over. Then, as he got close enough he took hold of her and kissed her, very firmly, on the mouth. She began to kiss him back and felt his tongue exploring her mouth. Then, just as suddenly as he had grab... Continue»
n.b. This story is an extract from my three volume saga "Slaves of the Amethyst". I post the story as it makes a fitting accompaniment to my gallery of bedtime spankings. If anybody becomes interested in the larger narrative behind this little extract and would like to read more of "Slaves of the Amethyst" then please be sure to let me know.
Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The outside was dark and damp and a light drizzle streaked the windowpanes. It didn’t se... Continue»
THE SALESMEN (a gay tale)
Bill drove into the small town at about the same time he always drove into a new place, just after dinner. He usually stopped at a diner along the highway for food, phoned ahead to see if the hotel had a room, and walked into the local bar just as he needed an after-dinner drink.
The routine was the same since he had started this run in the north-eastern states ten years ago. Bill worked for a company that made paper-making equipment and visited his customers in the numerous mills in that area. Some towns were small, others were larger. He knew the roads, the mills... Continue»
She lies on her belly. Her legs are long, like two-thirds the length of the couch. Jesus, what legs. They start perfectly at her white anklets and then rise and rise and just artfully
assemble themselves into a perfect
fucking ass. She has the kind of ass that’s bulbous without being a bulb
. It’s a half-an-apple ass, a narrow-but-squeezable, humpty-buttock, soft and girly ass. She crosses her ankles and bends her knees so her feet drop almost down to the scallop, the cut-off in the faded frazzle-legged denim that rides up higher than her panty lines….
“Gloria,” I sa... Continue»
We have been to your mothers fiftieth birthday [arty and We’re on our way back home in your car, You have been looking at me all night like you want to eat me alive and decide to pull the car over to the side of the road and drag me out, walking us into a field you tell me to take my dress off.
You tell me to stand there in the cold air in just my bra and French knickers; you stand in front of me looking at me before you decide what you want to do.
I notice four men are walking past on their way somewhere and look at me standing there in front of you half naked. You start walking round me s... Continue»
About six years ago I was in university and living on campus during the summer along with a few other guys, including a guy I roomed with off campus during the school year. Jeff and I were in the same program and we were taking summer classes while working for our department. He and I were fairly big geeks and only occasionally would we do social things like going to the bars to drink and socialize with friends.
There were several women also living in residence then, including one attractive woman named Kathy. She was a tall, curvaceous brunette in a related program. Some of her and our cl... Continue»
Dirty girl stories: Fat Girl Fucks Good 1
Derek was the popular guy, he had the chiseled physique, the gorgeous eyes with the long eye lashes, the perfect ass and of course a monstrous dick. It was no secret that the young man was blessed in both length and girth and most girls (and a few guys) on the collage campus would almost throw themselves at him but he would always refuse, there wasn't many things unknown about Derek but one thing that wasn't known was that he loved big women, and I mean BIG women... Thunder thighs, wide hips, big soft bellies, even softer fat pussy, an... Continue»
You need to read our last 2 adventures which were posted two months ago, to know what has happened in the past and to keep up to date.
Carol just had the biggest grin on her face as she looking at me standing in the door way, I was in a sort of a suspended trance, she just said, well are you going to invite me in and tell me all about it as she stepped passed me. I wanted to say something but my mind couldn’t concoct words to come out of my mouth.
She just sat on the suite, made herself comfortable saying lets open a bottle of wine and you can tell me all about it you sexy little ra... Continue»
After breakfast we took a tour of a rum distillery, then lunch and a suck-and-fuck. After a nap, I asked her if she wanted to go to the beach.
"The CO beach?"
"Uh, I guess so. But I'm not getting naked!" I was disappointed, but said that whatever she felt comfortable with was fine. I noticed, though, that she put on a two-piece suit.
At the beach she picked out an empty spot. I offered to oil her up and she lay on her belly while I did her back and legs. After a while we went swimming. The water cooled us off then the sun warmed us. As we were warming up -- and making ... Continue»
I had been separated from my wife of 3 months and was semi living with my friends in the House they were renting, when I met her. She came over to the house with her friend Nissa that was seeing my Pal Mike. She was cute average build and brown shoulder length hair and Brown eyes and a little southern twang to her voice.
Mike introduced us, “Will this is Shay, Shay this is will”
I Looked at her and thought Yeah I could Hit that, but I wasn’t really wanting to make a move because I wasn’t really sure how she would receive it. I mean where I come from there aren’t m... Continue»
The name's Roy. My hot, young wife over there is Bressa. That's right, Bressa. And she's got 'em, too. Bra size 36DDD - big, pear-shaped tits, with long, hard nipples just dying to be sucked. And suck 'em, I do. I suck the hell out of 'em every chance I get.
And don't get
me started on her pussy! Pink, tight and very wet. Bressa gets a Brazilian every couple-a weeks to keep that pussy bald and slick, just how I like it. It's great how having no pussy hair makes her big clit stick out, like it's just waiting for my tongue. Damn, I love sucking on that clit while I finger he... Continue»
Chrissie's Gets A Harsh Lesson Part 1
This is a story I've been wanting to write for a while but I only recently got the gentleman involved to tell me it
would be okay to write about our encounter. Normally it wouldn't bother me to write about any experience I've had but
this gentleman is a special friend and I didn't feel right about relating the story without his knowledge. As you probably
guessed, with exception of Kelly, I generally change the names, dates, and locations mentioned in my stories. Even though
I won't be using his name or telling you any personal ... Continue»
As I looked in the mirror that Friday night I was pleased with how I looked. I had straightened my hair into glossy molten chocolate, and put my favourite body shimmer on my tanned skin, highlighting my breasts. “are you nearly ready?” came the familiar shout from downstairs.
“yeah!” I shouted back quickly. All I had left to do was give my body a quick spritz of my sexy musky perfume and I was done.
“you look fit!” my boyfriend Marc said as I walked down the stairs, “I know” I said as I winked back at him. I was wearing a very short denim skirt with my sexy high heels and a low cut top ... Continue»
Read this one on Topix From Paul the Lover
A business associate that I had met a few times over the years was having a quiet drink with a friend. He saw me and sort of acknowledged my presence, and we went about our individual business. The guy had always seemed, to me, to be kind of more different than others I had encountered over the years. He was charming, always well turned out, always in control, never aggressive in any way, I often wondered how he ever got to be successful in his job role. He also had a certain 'glint' in his sparkly eyes.
Anyway, I was at this bar ordered up some... Continue»
He was a delicious, rich, creamy bar of Hershey's milk chocolate. Only three to four inches taller than I am, he was a sensual, erotic partner who enjoyed giving oral sex well before sticking his thick cock inside of me. He always rolled his hips in a slow, locomotive sway when he knew I was close to orgasming and right when I screamed, he would grip my body with his rough hands and pushed faster inside of me to intensify the orgasm. Once I've calmed down, he would lean forward onto me and look into my eyes while he rushed himself a drenching orgasm. We always ended with a tongue-dipping kiss.... Continue»
A hotel corridor late at night can be a lonely, intimidating place. This
one was no exception. Jay felt distinctly uneasy as she walked nervously
across its thickly carpeted length with its subdued night-lights between
each anonymous door. As Jay passed one of these darkened recesses where
cleaning ladies are wont to keep their trolleys, Jay suddenly felt a
presence and almost immediately felt herself grabbed from behind, her arms
pinned behind her by another, stronger pair of arms. Before she had time to
speak or think her assailant shifted position so that Jay was in an
inescapable a... Continue»