Cum Swallowing - Page 285



It had been a long day at work. Usually, the drive home was enough to clear my head, but tonight some niggling little thought had crawled into my brain. The farther I drove, the more anxious I got, but whatever was bothering me danced just outside the edge of comprehension



She smoothed her skirt and touched up her lipstick. She looked stunning. Her chocolate brown hair was in a loose bun and a few natural waves framed her oval face. Her green eyes her accented beautifully with light eyeliner and green eyeshadow



The Joy of Teenage Bodies - Part 1 My wife Sarah was having one of her usual girly-gathering evenings in our house. I knew what that meant of course. I was sent out of the house and told not to come back until the bars were closing some several hours later



Follows on from the first the Tempted stories. Sorry for the long delay in writing it Candice must have drifted off into a drug induced sleep. She stirred now and slowly was raised to consciousness. She looked around the room. She was alone
I pull up to his house, and get out of the car. As I am walking up to the door I get nervous. don’t really know why but I do. Its really quite. I knock on the door and he answers, wearing nothing but basketball shorts



Since dad died of liver cancer 3 months ago, mom and I have just been kinda going through the motions of daily life. She at home and work, me at school. Dad had left us well off and his insurance policy ensured that we wouldn’t lose the house or have to want for anything
Party Toy Part 3 When we left off : He just laughed as he looked back at everyone. “Should we leave her like this for the rest of the night? Ha ha ha ha.”



I woke up on Saturday morning quite groggy. I reached down and winced; my pussy was still sore and raw from the savage fucking that Jason had given me the night before. I got up from the sofa bed and staggered



I pace back and forth across my room. Surely he can't know where I live. If I do this, it will be my choice. I sigh and walk to the bathroom. I wash my face, brush my teeth, and touch up my makeup. Although I am naturally pretty, I still like to add eyeliner and mascara



Hello! This is my most recent submission and is intended to be a stand alone story. Thank you to my many friends who have prompted me to write again. I get a rush out of the idea people are enjoying themselves when they read the stories I submit



“You are such a child…” “What? It’s just a game, not even Truth or Dare? Just the dares



This is my story, please give credit where credit is due. Thank you and enjoyI am thinking about writing more



nts of last night began to unfold… at first I felt a pang of guilt but I remembered how much I enjoyed it, I remembered her warm mouth enslaving my dick, I remembered my cum trickling down her chin and falling down her blouse, I remembered that final smile, oh how much I really wanted more to happen



You never know a woman How much do you know your partner? Even in later years, contrary to popular belief, new things can and do happen



It was Halloween of 2006, I had come to the point where I was over Halloween. The last couple years had just been awful and I was not ready for another one where I knew it was just going to royally suck