Trimmed Stories

There was no doubt in my mind her curves were perfect. She smelt delicious too as I breathed her in, kissing her breasts and nipples, making my way over her stomach one kiss at a time.  As I reached her panty line, I noticed my breathing matched hers. I hooked my fingers into her panties. She lifted her hips and I slid them down slowly. I raised my head and watched that perfectly trimmed triangle of hair emerge from the b...

I had known Brandy for years. While I was still married, her son was a frequent visitor to our home. We have moved to the area in the late 1990s, and our sons became good friends from second grade on. Since our two sons were best friends, we did bump into each other a lot in town and at school functions. Brandy was a divorced mother of three. She was a dyed blonde, curvy, and had very alluring, bedroom eyes. We would ofte...