I went to a partySo did Cindy Cindy suggested playing a gameShe put an orange in her anusTo get it out was my aim I tried to take it outWhen I couldnāt get itCindy called me a lout I told Cindy to keep mumLet me concentrate!Cindy said Iām dumb Thatās it!Now there will be painI…
Millie hesitated. She was not sure if she should go ahead with it, but she just had to ā her hidden desires were becoming harder to control. She needed to stay anonymous. She couldn’t afford to be found out. That would ruin her good girl image, and maybe her career too. She was a library…
Harold and Charmian are not swingers, but every now and then they like to spice up their sex life by letting another couple watch while they fuck. They visit Barry and Laura who themselves are not swingers but are looking forward to seeing a live fuck for the first time. They get on well together…
(Continued from Millieās Slutbook profile I) The ambience of the candlelit background, the glistening pink satin sheets and pillows, the six or seven dildos scattered around her like slaves, this sweaty, shimmering, tanned, blond, voluptuous Asian Catwoman looked like a modern day sex goddess. She looked around, much to her pleasure, seeing dildos of all…
Just as she had promised, the key was on the top of the doorframe. I took it down and unlocked the front door of a stylish, but moderate beach house. I had my clipboard, my measuring tape and my camera. The view from her great room was spectacular. The wall facing the beach was made…
I was watching from the sitting room window when they arrived shortly after two oāclock that Saturday afternoon. I had put our car away and closed the garage door so they had room to park on our drive. They came in a Volkswagen Polo, about seven years old. He held the door politely while she…
I got off work late one night a few days later and had five voicemails, all from Lindsey, the first four sounding more and more urgent. Finally the last one said that she had a surprise for me when I got to my apartment. I wasnāt in a rush to get home. I was tired…
The next day I woke up with a splitting headache and not knowing what to make of the night before. I was pretty fucked up. I was still sort of feeling the effects of the mushrooms and definitely hurting from all the alcohol and pot on top of that. It was hard to remember everything…
I got back over to Lindsey & Kelly’s house and walked inside. After my little afternoon session with Heather I was exhausted and wondered how well I would hold up for a 3 mile run around the lake. Not only that, but I was still recovering from shroomin the night before. Kelly was in the…
I’ve known my best friend for so long, I’m not even sure of when we met. All I know is that back then, I didn’t even like girls yet. But she changed all that without trying. She was kind to me when no one else at school was. Oddly enough, I was the guy who…
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We had discussed a pizza flash many times and Mandy knew it would as be as exciting for her as it would be for me, but the opportunity had never really presented itself until I booked a weekend break in self catering cottage on the outskirts of Cardiff, one of three on a farm about…
I lead a hectic life and that means that I do not have enough free time on my hands. The one thing I enjoy doing the most is working out. It allows me the opportunity to release my frustrations from my stressful job. I canāt think of anything better than to crank up my mp3…
Every morning I would find myself standing at my bedroom window waiting to catch a glimpse of Ms. Reynolds. She was without a doubt one of the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on. I could never get enough of staring at her whenever I had the chance. It didnāt matter what she…
Mandy, my wife and lover is about 5’8″, wavy blonde hair, quite slim and very attractive. Her well defined breasts are a perfect 36c, which I think are just divine, although she will not always readily show off her assets. However ,if the mood is right, she will become more adventurous especially with help from…
One day, I was at Tunbridge station and due to very thickfog, all the trains were running really late and way off schedule and so my connecting train to Canterbury West was running at least an hour or so late, and as it was a real pea-souper (like in the old black and white films)…