It was Friday, the day after Carla stayed. I rang my girlfriend at lunchtime from my office. "You ok?" "Tired, need a good night's sleep." "Reckon you'll get that with a sore arse? Inviting your boss to stay has implications." "You did well out of it." "That's as may be, my house, my rules. Be ready." "Perhaps I'll ask Carla round." "Then you can both get your arses walloped." I got home at just after six. There were no e...
Two things were raging when I woke up at about 3 AM, my thirst and a huge erection. My girlfriend was spread out to my left, arms above her head and her legs entwined with mine. She was sound asleep; her nipples were hard, and I wondered what she was dreaming about. Carla was laying on her side to the right of me, her right breast pressed against my arm. She was also asleep. Sometimes life wasn't so bad. I extricated myse...
It was that hot summer of 1976. I'd known B for about six years, all the way through senior school. I knew she was a great kisser. She knew how to use her lips, and her tongue seemed to have a life of its own. I'd first discovered that a year or so ago in a teenage fumble while walking home one evening. Then, about a week before this story, we clicked. B had great tits, soft and full with large sensitive nipples that I kn...
It started with a row. A week on the road meant I was tired but horny as hell. An hour from home, I stopped for petrol, a comfort break, and a call home. "Home in an hour. You'd better be naked, ready and waiting. You are going to get fucked senseless." "Carla is here." "Your stuck-up boss? The one who thinks she's better than everyone else? Tell her to fuck off because you're about to be very busy." "She's staying over,...
L looked good in the tight black skirt. I find skirts with buttons on the front such a turn on, as of they are an invitation to undo them, like unwrapping a birthday present. This one had six buttons and the bottom one was undone, revealing just a glimpse of shapely leg. She wore the matching black jacket over a crisp cream blouse that was see-through enough to reveal the lace top of her white bra. Sheer black clad those...
Next day, there was an early phone call from Jaq. “Mum says she’d be very grateful if you could help us out today. We’ve all got a lot to do. She said she’ll feed you, we’ve got most of last night’s buffet in the fridge. She really wants you to get the mini going. Take it to you mate’s if you need to. Oh, and I promise I’ll be very, very grateful if you do this for us. Oh, and Lizzie’s got a nasty black eye. You’re not to...
We didn’t really have a special name for it in the late 1970s. If we’d had one, it wouldn’t have been anything like “Twixmas.” It was just the week between Christmas and New Year. I’d gone along on that Tuesday evening, a bit grudgingly, to my girlfriend’s family gathering at her aunt’s house. “Mum looks happy for once,” Jaq said. She was curled up on the sofa next to me with her head on my shoulder. “Are you OK?” she sai...
One button, a short zip, your skirt hits the floor. That tight, pert arse that attracted me is barely covered by the dark blue cotton scrap. Strappy top lifted over your head to reveal tiny tits, milky white with dark nipples already hardening to my touch. You press them against my chest as you look up from behind that dirty blonde fringe and smile. You place your tongue behind the tiny gap between your front teeth then l...
I lift the blue cotton sundress over your head. Your tits are as wonderful as I always dreamed, the pink princess knickers were a surprise. I look down at you, and pause while I take in the view. Something I never expected to see. 'Surely you're not a virgin?' She taunted (love - fifteen). 'Of course not, just never thought I'd be here with you. All the boys lust after you.' 'You know my reputation, I'm not fussy, (love -...
'She's not back yet, but you can wait.' The sun shone through her skirt. H was different to T, rounder, not quite as tall. The legs looked good in silhouette. She was the geek, T was the flirt. 'Like what you see? Don't lie, you were gawking. Well mine are bigger than hers, wanna see?' She lifted her top. They were bigger and rounder. 'Go on cop a feel.' Who was I to argue? I cradled the soft orbs then kissed the hardenin...
C was astride me, grinding against me to get me deeper. 'F-u-c-k!' she yelled as I lifted my hips upwards, forcing myself as far in as possible without her splitting in half. I held her like that, squeezing her ample tits. She was right on the edge. She thrust herself forward and, with a guttural moan, started to come for the third time. I lowered her as she ground hard, squeezing my cock until I filled her with jets of h...
That's the thing, teenage boys don't think. That is they don't always use their brains for thinking. I hadn't, and that's how I found myself looking at L's gorgeous backside as she bent over the armchair in front of me, her slender back arched downwards. I eased those lovely cheeks apart and placed my hand between her firm, slender legs. She was soaking wet, her eager lips parted, and I slid two fingers into the welcoming...
