"They were approaching their second date and the anticipation was scorching hot."
Kay couldn’t believe she had sent that message to Daniel. She had agreed to a second date and all because her tiny brain at the end of that thing in her panties got aroused at the thought of an anal-virgin,...
"Stephanie invited me to church on a date. It wasn't your normal Sunday."
To look at her, Stephanie Kennedy was as innocent as the day she was born. Her porcelain features were blemished by only a few freckles that adorned the bridge of her nose. Tousled blonde hair cascaded effortlessly over her shoulders...
"It was their first date, a few laughs and a quiet drink."
It was awkward trying to walk and jiggle her knickers down her legs so that they fell to the floor as Kay walked back to the bedroom with a gin and tonic in each hand, but she managed it. She...
"She’d already made her mind up. He had no chance."
They had discussed everything, the flight to London, the studio setup, the dress code, the seduction, the photos and the bet. The day had come. Mateo was testing the camera when Maria swayed to the white bench and sat on...
"Her mother was picking her up in the morning, but there was unfinished business to attend to."
Standing behind Rebecca with my hand on the edge of her chair, I kept looking at her tits as they wobbled beneath her T-shirt every time she tapped the keyboard, reached forward, or pressed her back into the chair. When...
"It was their first date, a few laughs and a quiet drink."
Daniel Deveron was fascinated with Kay Pritchard. Her short black hair framed her face nicely; her slim figure looked amazing in the mid-thigh length, black and white polka dot dress that swirled as she walked. Her breasts, although small, had...
"Melissa needed it. Mary wanted to do it. The question was whether Richard would let her."
Melissa's thighs opened wide. Touching her pussy, she looked into Mary’s eyes.“Do it!”Mary looked at her husband, he shook his head from the phone’s screen, poised on the bedside table.“Fuck him, Mary. He’s not here, you are.”Mary hesitated.“You want to...
"Sandy’s masturbation sessions get out of hand and a new era dawns."
What's worse? Being two hundred miles away from someone you want to be naughty with or living in the flat next door to them?For me, it happens to be the latter.Sometimes in the evening, we sit on our respective sofas...
"She watched the scene before her. Her hand down her knickers, rubbing one out."
The yellow top cried out to me and I stopped running along the coastal path. My daughter’s friend, Melissa, hidden behind a boulder, eagerly pushing the other girls head down her body. Her leg on a ledge, and her hand...