Her name was Kelly, at the age of 15, she was only a Freshman in high school, but had the body of a well developed 18 year old girl. She was only 5′ 2” 120 lbs. but had a fairly big chest, and a round ass. Every guy in her class wanted to fuck her, but they all saw her as prude and didn’t dare to ask her becuase they knew she wouldn’t do such a thing. (more…)
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She was a relatively quiet one, Lena Taylor. But that was only until you got to know her. Tall, skinny, and secretly playful. Ok, so a few details about her: She had long straight brown hair with bright green eyes. She had a small chest, B-cup, but she wasn’t ashamed of it. If you’re looking for a big ass, she doesn’t have that either. But I’m pretty sure that everything else about her can make up for that. (more…)
Laura shut the door quickly behind her, dropping her duffle bag on the floor. The very first thing she did was walk over to the thermostat and turn the heat way up. She hadn’t felt like changing clothes after cheerleading and was still clad in her small, black shorts and tight, white tank top. It was all comfortable for Laura, who was always more comfortable in less clothes, but it had made the walk over from practice pretty cold. Laura paused to examine herself in the full-length mirror on her door. She had recently dyed her long brown hair a dark, dark black. At first the sexy 19-year old hadn’t been sure if she liked it or not. However, she’d really grown attached to it over the last few weeks. She’d realized though, that it was a good thing she shaved her pussy, because her hair would no longer match. As someone who had a lot of sex and frequently ended up stripping in front of men at parties, she wanted to look as good as possible. (more…)
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Ricks vision began to lighten; the world around him a kaleidoscope of pale swirls. His hearing was coming alive the hum of electric light tubes and a strange ventilation sucking noise filling the air. He sensed the passage of time-was it still evening? He didn’t think so.
His mind tried to retrace his steps.
He remembered sat in his father’s car; Beth was next to him. Beth was his all star girlfriend; going steady for ages now he still couldn’t believe his luck. With her curly blonde hair; tight sweater top and those thrusting tits she was a dream. She had that sassy hipped wiggle and was a diminutive high school angel. Maybe too much the angel he sometimes thought. (more…)
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I had just gotten out of the shower when the doorbell rang. Damn! I knew I should have started getting ready earlier. Now he was here, and I was naked and dripping!
I smiled at that thought. Put that way, it didn’t sound so bad. Still, not quite the way I wanted to start the evening.
I mostly dried myself off, threw on a robe, and made it to the door just as he gave into impatience and rang the bell a second time. I raked my fingers through my hair a few times, a token substitute for my usual preening, and made sure my robe covered as much of me as possible. (more…)
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Dr. Ford considered himself to be more of an entrepreneur than a doctor. He liked marketing his business a lot more than doing operations.
His laptop was like his best friend. He took it everywhere he went.
He’d paid a computer programmer to write a complex program to help him keep better stats and records of all of his operations and revenue and profiles of his customers.
His business was booming lately because he’d found that most women who wanted to have their breasts augmented in the Los Angeles area were envious of the attention that other women were getting. (more…)
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She came in wearing an Old Navy sweater–white, thin, tight–in all the right places, and a checkered skirt with flip-flops. It was an unusual ensemble for Indiana in the winter, but I had to keep reminding myself that this wasn’t Indiana. It was Florida. Brighton Peg, Florida at that. I had moved here four months ago for this teaching job at the University of Bri-Peg. Going from teaching second grade to college freshman was a change, but the pay was better, and a guy has to make ends meat somehow.
She sat in the third row, seat twenty-two. Vanessa Clarkton. She was the daughter of the dean at UBP. She was much better looking than he was though. She had long, think, blond hair that hung over her shoulders naturally and emerald green eyes. She was shorter than me, but only by an inch or two, and had a super model body. I had often fantasized about her outside of the classroom walls, and sometimes, even in. (more…)
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He got up and gave me tight kiss and I also gave him the same then he told me to wear the clothes with out wearing the under garments. I got up we both went in the shower. He sensually touched my pussy and boobs. And we both wore the dress and went to the pool club where pool and billiards is played. He had his friends waiting for us, he had already informed his friends about me, so I had to be all time ready for any thing. We entered it, there were only two lamps in it. (more…)
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No one really cared who was giving the workshop instructions. All they knew is that it was some gal and that she had prepared a few hours of instructions and slides and a film to watch and they didn’t really want to be there all day. (more…)
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Hello again. Last time I told you about my experience with my girlfriend Sabrina and how she introduced me to the world of bi-sexuality. Things have been pretty intense since then and I’ve met some pretty interesting people. Let’s just say that Sabrina’s parties have taken a slight change of course from what they once were. Anyway, it was getting to be a little much for me so I decided that I needed to take a break from the party life and just chillax for a while on my own, you know catch up on some reading, and some other interests and stuff. (more…)
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Karen had turned 18 in May. Her parents had never let her date until her junior year of high school. She played on the girl’s softball team, and on a team my wife played on. They became fast friends as young girls frequently do with older women and a regular feature at our house frequently baby sitting our young boys. I liked to joke and tease with her. And she would frequently ask questions of my wife and I that she would never consider asking her parents. Her parents had been very protective of her, but now that she was 18, she was ready to try her wings a bit. Working at a local fast food restaurant, she had met Eric. From the first time I met him, I didn’t like him from the first go around. I knew he was rotten, but like all young love, she wouldn’t listen. (more…)
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