"Jason takes a friendship to a whole new level"
This is a sequel to Swim Lessons Get Sexy (linked below). I suggest you read the first one before reading this one. Enjoy. “I said. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” Jason was stuck frozen to his spot. There he...
"This is an introduction to Melba and Wanda."
Many years ago on a Friday afternoon I drove my Volkswagen camper to a covered flea market pavilion about 10 miles from my home and unloaded the fishing and camping wares I hoped to sell some of over the weekend...
It was two o'clock in the morning, and everything in the house lay still. You are down the hallway in your office and I'm on the couch watching late night television. I am a naturally horny person so I'm feeling...
"Day 3 and 4 out of 8"
Sunday: My eyes opened to the plain landscape of the bedroom ceiling. Softened sunlight filtered by the windows white curtains shattered across in beams. Everything was calm and the sound of distant cars passing on the road was occasionally heard....
If sexual acts were offered as reward for getting passing grades no student would ever fail. Certainly no male student at least. I was offered the sweet incentive by my very naughty and very busty tutor, Brianna. With the test...
"A music festival night in Tennessee turns into a romantic evening for two young interracial lovers."
Feedback is wanted please, this is my first story. Thank You.It was just another summer day in the south, about 93 degrees and not too humid. It was my first summer in a different state, and I was determined to...
"Getting off together is better than doing it alone."
Note: I wrote this story with a lush friend, who said she gets off watching guys get off. From our emails, it was understood our meeting would not lead to intercourse. It took awhile for her to be assured I...
Agh," he gasped. "oh, ugh, ugh."He was naked and she fully dressed, her hand a blur as she knelt in front of him and pumped his hard cock. "Oh, God," he reached out to hold on to something. But he...
Being a University Student – Part 2 As we sat down in the cab, Sophia seemed different. She seemed edgy, cold and wasn’t making any sort of eye contact. I placed my hand on top of hers to comfort her...
"A true story."
I couldn't stop smiling, my hands were shaking and I started to sweat. I ran from my bedroom into the bathroom to brush my teeth for what must have been the third time. I ran my tongue over my smooth...
