Cum Swallowing - Page 8


It all began one cold winter's night when Becca began her long walk home from the leisure centre



Note: This is a work of fantasy. Any resemblance to a real person is pure coincidence. Also, please note that this is my first story. Please don’t be harsh on me because it's short. Personally, I like them when they're short and sweet



It all began when I was able to go to a clothes optional bed and breakfast in Maine that my eyes were open to what was ahead for me. The Maine visit kind of took me by surprise, while on business trip I decided to stay at a B&B instead of a hotel



His hands roamed across her body, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt his embrace; His tongue traced around her aereola as she moaned softly, enjoying the attentions of her lover


I hadn't seen Louise for a while over the summer. She had got some temp work in London and was staying with an old friend there. I was only bothered because I knew it was unlikely that the night we spent together would be difficult to repeat
Black Biker Bar It had been a rough week at work, and the girls had all gotten together for a few drinks after work on Friday night. As usual a couple turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should have had designated drivers to get them home
“Ah Mr. Smets, we were thinking no to expect you today.” Mr. Johnson said giving Zack a knowing look. Zack shut the door behind him and said “Well, you know one can’t skip too many classes otherwise they’ll fall too far behind.” Mr



This story is one of great change. I went from a horny 18 year old dark red haired 6 foot girl, to a cum slut with a need for hardcore sex seen only in porn. If you have read my story anniversary, this is the story of why I'm like that
Helping Big Brother (part 1) This is a true story..and this is just the beginning. Let me know if you want to hear more of this adventure as this is my first attempt at erotic writing



The young teenage lovers walked along, arm in arm, kissing and hugging. They stopped and he cupped her fantastic breasts, before kissing her nipples thru the fabric of her cotton top, Dick whispered that he loved her. They moved into a shop doorway in downtown



What can I say, I love to be fucked. I’m 5’7”, 126 lbs on a good day, 34-28-32 size C cups, with wavy black hair, with caramel/honey tanned skin, and blue eyes. I’m beautiful but there is a catch. I’m 16, nearly 17, but I don’t live in a state that mandates an age of consensual sex


For a brief, insane moment I feared they could hear the pounding in my chest. I jerked my head back around the corner and leaned against the wall in the hallway, struggling to catch my breath, trying in vain to force my heartbeat to slow. I only watched for a second or two. Or ten



Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature's beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers



Weeks passed, and pristine white snow blanketed the land
My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three weeks. Sometimes the massage was the last thing on my mind, I just wanted him to use me and satisfy his needs sexually with my willing body. A few times I arrived and he had to work