My niece Lexi is a freshman at Columbia University in New York City. Last month, she called me to ask if she and a friend could come to my house for spring break. She is my sister’s youngest. I told her she was always welcome to come to Florida, and that it was fine with me as long as her mother said it was okay. I let her know I had to work so she would have the house to herself. I also let her know she could use my car...
As the haze of sleep lifts, I realize I'm not alone in my bed. There's Mrs. Jones, her soft curves pressing against me, our limbs entangled beneath the cozy blanket. The faint scent of her perfume lingers in the air, and a rush of excitement spreads through my body as I remember the events of last night. My brain is filled with tantalizing images of Mrs. Jones' naked body, her velvety lips, and her expert tongue, seducing...
As soon as the coach left, my heart began to flutter with each step Mrs. Jones took up the stairs. Even though she has no idea I was spying on them through the keyhole and masturbating while they were having sex on my parents' bed, she knows I heard them and I had a feeling she was on her way to me. True to my expectations, she soon knocks on my door, even though it's ajar. "Can I come in, sweety?" she asks softly. I sit...
My parents took off for a weekend vacation, leaving me with our next-door neighbor, Mrs. Jones, and she seemed pretty happy to get a break from her husband. I've heard they haven't been getting along well since their kids left for college. I just turned eighteen and will be starting college in the fall, so a babysitter seems pretty unnecessary, but my folks were dead set on Mrs. Jones staying at our house, which completel...
Harry Wells was fed up. He was nineteen, still living at home whilst attending university. He feared that had been a mistake. He wasn't getting to experience the real University experience of socialising and dealing with living with his mates. His dad, Will, had tried to get him to live in the halls. He still smiled when he thought of some of the antics he had gotten up to as a younger man. He even shared a few with Harry...
With summer nearly over and college looming, I experienced a mix of emotions. Soon, both Sharon and Mrs. Collins would be out of my life, at least temporarily. I figured I'd continue to see Sharon during breaks and next summer, but Linda Collins was probably going to become only a memory since she was moving to another state. Losing Mom to cancer had been a devastating blow, but discovering the joys of sex with both a mid...
Even though it appeared that the summer of my wildest fantasies was about to come to a screeching halt, I had one more dream to fulfill. Both Linda and Sharon had expressed an interest in a lesbian hook-up, at least to my way of thinking. And I felt it my duty to do whatever it took to make it happen. Admittedly, I had some selfish motivation. I could think of nothing hotter than seeing Sharon and Linda munching on one an...
Fap, fap, fap In the shower stall Fap, fap, fap Leaning on the wall ~~ Fap, fap, fap There was no one home Fap, fap, fap Horny but alone ~~ Fap, fap, fap The water was warm Fap, fap, fap It’ll do no harm ~~ Fap, fap, fap I’m getting close Fap, fap, fap What I need most ~~ Shoot, shoot, shoot On the wall and curtain Shoot, shoot, shoot What’s it hurtin? ~~ Shoot, shoot, shoot Pleasure deep within Shoot, shoot, shoot Tingli...
Before my dad remarried and I entered college, life had been a series of ups and downs. Mom was diagnosed with cancer when I was a freshman in high school, and she finally succumbed to the disease during the summer of my senior year after a long, drawn-out battle with both chemo and radiation treatments. She hung in there until the bitter end, but her last days were an emotional roller coaster for Dad and me as we both se...
Marisel One Marisel awoke with a start. In the yard behind the house, the cock rooster was flapping its wings, preparing to announce the arrival of the dawn of a new day. Beside her, Rhida snored lightly. Marisel smiled. Rhida was her younger sister. She was sixteen and in year five of high school, where she was doing well. The family hoped she could win one of her school's few, much-prized scholarships and go to college....
“How does it work?” he asked the wizard. “Essentially, the potion alters your personal scent to match your loved one’s desires. But…” “Yes, I know.” “Is she really that beautiful?” “As fair as the sun.” He breathed deeply of her scent, pressing his nose to her bare, honeyish skin. He watched her tug on his cock, coating it with saliva. Her eyes sparkled with youth, joy, and life. As the sun rose on his ninetieth birthday...
John Vukovic found it hard to believe that at fifty, he could feel so much anxiety about meeting a girl. He considered himself a mature man of the world and a master of most situations. But now he felt like a silly sixteen-year-old schoolboy going on his first date with a cheerleader. But it wasn’t a cheerleader—though she had the body of one. And she was the sixteen-year-old, not him. The fact was, that meeting a teenage...
The year was 1989. Clank-clank. At the sound of an aluminum ladder being positioned against the side of the next-door house, Maria practically leaped from her seat in the breakfast nook of her sun-splashed kitchen and sprinted for her bedroom window. Her heart was racing. Oh, yes, he’s going on the roof again! Skittering through the back hall, Maria kicked off her stupid marabou bedroom slippers, then stopped, turned, and...
In the gloomy barn, Jack broke the silence. "This is Julie; she and Jimmy are staying here to make sure everyone behaves." Holly felt her heart beating fast. She was nervous and unsure about it all. "Hey, if you're not sure about this, Julie will take your place," Jack reassured her. Julie flashed a smile. "No, no I'm fine. It’s just that me and Jess always do things together." "You'll be fine," Julie said as she approach...
Next doors garden was a lot more private than Jess's parents, it was also the last house in the row. The next house was set at an angle and had no view down the garden at all. A couple of frames with climbing plants and a wide summerhouse meant most of the garden was totally hidden. Mrs Jenkins greeted them as they came around the corner. She was still wearing the same short summer dress as earlier, her boobs gently swaye...
