Ay: Şubat 2024

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 THE WEDDING DAY She was exhausted. The night before seemed like a dream. She had finally gotten back to her hotel this morning and stood in the shower for half an hour. The water washed over her in an attempt to revitalize every cell in her body. Her knees seemed weak and her muscles were sore. She felt as though she had run 5 miles. Her legs ached. Her jaw ached. She knew she had been used by at least eight different men in every orifice of her body. She normally did not let anyone use her ass but the alcohol had left her more accommodating and needy than usual. Besides, she thought, it actually felt good to be used and filled in so many ways. While she felt completely satisfied, she still had the desire to…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 She knew that he’d agreed to be the Mall Santa this week as a favor to a local charity group, but she was bound and determined to tease the hell out of him. She dressed in a slutty miniskirt– no undies, of course — and a see-through nylon top that she knew drove him insane. This was all covered by a tasteful long leather jacket and topped with a demure little green elfin hat dressed with a festive red feather. So, to the casual observer, her outfit wasn’t a big deal. She waited at the mall for the mid-morning lull. When there was no one waiting to see Santa, she scooted to the front of the line where an “elf” waited to escort the kids to Santa’s lap. “A little old for this, ain’t ya, sister?” he…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This is a dream that Jay had of he and I and he was kind enough to share it with me and allowed me to share it with anyone interested in reading it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. You’re lying in bed as I run a very hot bath for you with bubbles and candles. I walk over to the bed your lying in naked and I softly touch your stomach. I run my fingers ever so gently down to your pussy, you open your legs as to say, “please”. You are either still sleeping or faking it. I reach down to kiss your lips, and as I do, I enter your pussy with one of my fingers. You moan. I then nibble on your nipples and you open your eyes. I…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I’m staring at the matte finish wooden door of my new office. You promised me that you would be here precisely at 6:00 pm, closing time. It is now 6:07 pm. I hope you’ll show up soon. My eyes are locked on that door waiting for you to approach it. Each minute feels like an eternity. I’ve waited so long for this. Finally at 6:11, I see the doorknob turn. I watch it rotate clockwise, waiting to see your slender hands grasping the handle. The door opens silently, and the tips of your fingers reach over the edge of the doorway. You enter gracefully, with one beautiful leg crossing in front of the other. I stand up. “Where have you been?” I ask it almost accusingly. You back away a little, your dark curtain of hair shifting…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This is the first story I’ve written in quite a while, so I’m definitely hoping for some comments and suggestions. I’m thinking I might continue a story with these characters for a while yet. Hope to hear from you all. Feel free to email me. * God the sun felt great on Seamus’ skin. How long had it been since he’d been able to relax just like he did just now? It definitely had been months since he was able to sit around free like he was now. His skin shone from the sun tan oil he was wearing, his muscles bulging from the heat of the day. The sun was high into the sky by now and he couldn’t help but get up and spray himself with the hose, causing his skin to glisten even more…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon. Well, it was in the middle of the recession. The phone rang. ‘Hi, is that Tom Jones?’ followed by a little laugh. Don’t go there. My mother was a fan. ‘Yes it is. I hope you are not too disappointed?’ My standard line when an attractive sounding voice was the other end of the phone. I could hear her smiling. ‘I am sure I won’t be. Are you the kitchen planner?’ I sighed, ‘I guess that’s me. I normally describe myself as an arts and design consultant, but I have done a kitchen before in a house behind Harrods.’ Only a small lie. I did design my Mother’s kitchen and it is only a few miles behind Harrods. ‘Oh sorry,’ she said. ‘I didn’t mean to, well upset you. I just…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Just after sunrise a couple walked down the beach with a small picnic basket. The guy was dressed in board shorts and a tee shirt while the woman wore a low cut one-piece swimsuit that revealed a lot of her breasts. If you were to look closely, you would notice the outline of the nipple rings that pierced her nipples. They walked down the beach talking and holding hands. They occasionally looked out at the empty ocean, with nothing visible except the rising sun and crashing waves. There was very little traffic on the beach this morning. The guy pointed up towards the dunes and they walked up and away from the surf. The guy spread a small blanket from the basket which they lay down on watched the sun clearing the horizon. He looked over and…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 We’ve been going to Branson to fish every summer for years – four couples, very good friends. All in our early thirties. The guys fish and the girls shop and we take in the shows at night – one week of total fun. We rent this place from a friend – it’s really just a shack with a great big living room and kitchen and four bedrooms jutting out from the living room. Thin walls and no privacy, but perfect for a fishing camp and we love it. But the last time we did it may turn out to be the last time we do it. Some people will probably think that what happened is funny. It was not funny for me! Eddie and I were so embarrassed that we sneaked out early the last morning before…