Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Sitting in my seat we had been driving for awhile when we stopped in our favourite place. We got out of the car and started walking. It was a beautiful summer evening and the sun was warming our skin. I had kicked off my sandals to feel the warm grass between my toes. We started walking up hill through the forest and didn’t stop until we found our little bench on top of the hill which had a perfect view of the sun sinking towards the horizon. A perfect spot… Our perfect spot. He straddles the bench, gesturing for me to sit in front of him. He’s so big and strong, with dark hair and beautiful brown eyes. Nearly the opposite of me, I’m little, masses of yellow hair with green as grass eyes. I curl up…
Fool’s Gold
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 When Kent first met his future mother-in-law, Venus, he was amazed. He had once been told that if you want to know how a girl will look when she’s forty, go and look at her mother. To his eyes Venus was almost the mirror image of her daughter Natalie, the girl he was hoping soon to become engaged to, and this augured well for her future looks. Venus he thought must be at least in her late thirties if not early forties, and of course had the figure and manner of a mature woman, but if Natalie had come close to that 38-24-38 supposedly ideal female figure, then Venus seemed to have almost achieved that hour glass shape. Looking at mother and daughter side by side, they were both the same height, around five feet eight, with…
Tara Gets Wet
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Tara was my next door neighbour. 29 years old and a little hottie. Yes I know it’s a cliché but I had lusted after my neighbour for about four years. You see my wife doesn’t understand me. Cliché number two. Whereas Tara seemed vivacious and to be honest a horny little sexpot my wifes interest in sex had died a few years ago. Sure she let me fuck her missionary position on special occasions that was about it. Basically I was gagging for it. So I hoped was Tara. When we were alone she had worked it into the conversation that her husband was no great shakes in the bedroom department. The little brunette had also flirted outrageously with me when we were together and thought nothing of winding me right up with boasts of her cocksucking…
Sacrificed by Curiosity Ch. 05
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 When I awoke, it was nearly dawn, and I was back at the gym parking lot, fully clothed and lying on the back seat of my car, but aching and hurting in every nook and cranny of my body. I was still a little woozy from the drugs and the loss of blood and moved with great lethargy and moans that were completely different from those that Don and Doug had dragged out of me earlier in the evening. I’m sure that much of what had happened in that stone vault was subsequently lost to me, and I even began to question how much of it was real and how much of it was my vivid imagination at work. I found that, for the life of me, I couldn’t even remember now where the party had been;…
April in Texas Ch. 04
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Once back in our hotel room, I immediately went into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me. “How could I?” I thought. “How could I have embarrassed myself, embarrassed Louie…how could I let my business associate Lamar take nude photos of me having sex…am I insane?….how could I let his wife Mindy order me around…” “It must have been the alcohol…or maybe Lamar put something else in the Cognac…maybe an aphrodisiac…I had no control…it wasn’t the date rape drug, I didn’t pass out…I was out of control.” My heels, my dress, I threw them in the corner of the bathroom. After unwrapping the seal on the water glass, I filled it, and I drank a full glass. Then I drank another. I paced for a minute, and then I knelt before the toilet. “Got to do…
Shrinking Fun with Friends Pt. 01
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Not too very long ago, Melodie and Claudette were talking amongst themselves, apparently about the new shrinking device I’d invented. They seemed intrigued and maybe even a little excited. They came together to my office on their lunch break and proposed going to check it out. Now, I know I’d spent weeks working them up to this with my little hints and suggestions and some flirting (well okay, a lot of flirting lately), but I was still pretty surprised it actually worked. They both actually wanted to try it. Just the thought was causing a tingle between my legs. Both of them were very attractive women, but in the office, where I was their manager, I could never have tried anything. That never stopped us from flirting though, something we did half-jokingly almost as long as they’d…
For a Living Ch. 01
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Hi! I am Rahul and I am a part of a family which was once very happy. My dad, Raju, had a decent job and my mom, Savitha, was a good looking housewife. My dad had married her when she was just about 18. It was a love marriage which was opposed by both their families. As a result they started living separately in the city of Mumbai, where my dad worked. Within a year of marriage I was born. My dad earned enough to take good care of us and in spite of the usual financial crunches we could afford some luxuries in life. Life was turning out quite well for us until one incident shattered our lives forever. I lost my dad and the sole earning member in our family, in an accident when I…
A Journal of Truth Ch. 02
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I was still discovering the thrills (for me, anyway) of belonging to a swinger’s club six months after our first couples swap. My hubby and his ex had been swingers; I willingly agreed to try it about three years into our marriage, and loved it from the get-go! Our club provided on-site trysts one weekend a month, the rest of the month serving only as a ‘meet & greet’ facility. Up until the annual Halloween party, we had only used the club to meet other couples and a few select single members to arrange ‘off-site’ encounters. The rules of the party were simple: costumes were mandatory, as were full-face masks that one had to wear in ‘public’ areas…in the darkened ‘party rooms’, masks were allowed off. We decided to costume in togas with Mardi Gras-styled masks. “So,…
A Thorough Research Study Ch. 02
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I could see my cunt once again glistening with my wetness as Dr. Morgan’s statement sunk in. I nodded in agreement with his words – “we’d like to give you an orgasm now.” It had been a long morning of increasing arousal and no relief. I needed to come. Dr. Schafer was flipping through a folder with several pages of my handwriting in it. “For this first orgasm – baseline orgasm, if you will – we want to replicate as much as possible the orgasms you give yourself when you masturbate,” she said. “Of course, the main difference here is that you will be a passive recipient. Still, we’ve studied your intake narratives extensively and we believe we’ll be able to follow the ‘formula’ that usually makes you orgasm when you’re masturbating.” My cheeks reddened once again…
Table Top Love
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 It starts, after I get off work, with a phone call. “Are you naked?” I ask. This is our typical way of answering the phone to each other. Although it has brought some interesting looks if someone is close enough to over-hear the conversation there is no one in the car with me. “Nooooo.” is the response. Oh well one can always hope! There is something wonderful by being greeted naked by the door. But is not meant to be this time. “Where are you?” she asks. “I will be there in a few minutes.” “Good. There is a fresh pot of coffee on.” There is always a fresh pot on, but alas most of it goes to waste. I spend the rest of the trip thinking about what is to come; the most passionate, sexual experience…