Consensual Sex - Page 190



5 Months later… Summer had come and gone. It had been pretty good too. I was still cumming in my mom’s mouth daily, and since I was out of school and home most days, we were usually squeezing an extra one in there, raising my average to 4+ blow jobs a day
Karyn I was just sitting back after lighting the fire as Karyn walked into the den with a drink in either hand. She had a glass of white for herself and a glass of scotch and soda for me
This story was posted several years ago and was removed from the site because it originally described sexual activities between under-aged teens. It was written to be a coming-of-age story and I wasn’t thrilled when it was deleted because there was nothing pedophilic about it
"Let's leave these two lovers alone." I said. "Come, excuse the pun, join us on the lanai when you're thru." Meg and I headed for the kitchen to prepare a pitcher of Vodka Martinis to take to the patio. We sat together on the couch. "Well, what do think?" I began
Fbailey story number 232 Desert Crossing When you think of a desert crossing you probably think of Iraq or some place exotic. Well I have a desert in my own backyard in lower Colorado. I live near the Great Sand Dunes National Park and Reserve
It’s been a three years since my wife Allison regained her sex drive. My erectile dysfunction from a prostate operation has meant my part in her sexual rebirth has been limited



He was having a hard week being left alone at his house after a traumatic experience of trying to help a stranger that was in a morbid car accident



I was on my high school swim team as a diver. When I wasn't practicing my dives at the pool. Me and a few of my friends would go to different locations to dive off bridges, buildings, trees, into any water that was available



Seconds Later. “You’ve been screwing both of us?!” Lyla spoke first. My eyes widened in terror, and my mouth opened as if I had a response that didn’t exist yet. “Well?” My eyes shifted between the two of them, Lyla was clearly mad, but Shelby looked hurt. “Yes
My girl and I were both 19 at the time. Her name is Becky mine is James.She has a younger sister (Karen) who at the time was 15 years old. Becky has an amazing body. She is 100% italain dark brown hair beautiful face and a body you couldnt imagine



ed the door, it was dark out but I guess that was to be expected we had been driving for 8 hours, I looked back and grabbed my bags there weren’t many so everything was in the house and un packed quickly on my way in I looked around the house it was small but still big enough for even another person



Chantelle and the Butt Plug I shifted uncomfortably behind the cash register, trying to pay attention to what the customer was saying. I was distracted by a few things
ONE As subway after subway sped by Ilana sat waiting, getting more and more impacient by the second. It was well past two, and they had agreed on two. Her fingers ached to dial his digits, but something held her back



Near miss story#3: Diana Birthday Pool Party with Jackie Now Jackie and I didn’t have to wait very long at all for the our next opportunity to present itself to us. Matter a fact it was only just a few short months


The raging fire which urged us on was scorching us; it would have burned us had we tried to restrain it. ~ Giacomo Casanova Chapter 20