Erotica - Page 182

The story is by one of his friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner for the company which has organised this fashion show.

“Regina, May you please stay after class so we can discuss your performance in my classroom.” “Ok Mr. X” Mr. Xavier was a new teacher at Demion High, home of the fighting Demons. The head master was always a little cautious when hiring male teachers at his all female school

My name is Jim. The last thing I wanted was to lose my job. The last thing I wanted after that, was to find another one in a different state and have to move. Well, that's how the dice rolled and it seemed like my life was going to be uprooted and plopped down somewhere else

Her hand moved across her body, washing and caressing the soapy body wash against her skin, but soon that wasn't enough. Her nipples were hard so she pinched at one gently and teased it fully erect while her other hand moved down to her groin

A/N – Hello readers! I’m so sorry for the delay, it is truly humbling that so many of you enjoy my writing. Thank you all for sticking with me and for your continued support; you all keep me writing

Being a single father to a teenage daughter is probably one of the hardest things in the world. My wife Jennifer died tragically when our daughter Clarissa was only young and for the past few years working and raising Clarissa has consumed my life

The first moments of his existence happened so abruptly, just being alive was an overwhelming sensation in itself. He felt a cold hard slab under his squishy body, it was uncomfortable and his rubbery flesh clung to its surface

Chapter 7 Rob yawned, and rolled over to the increasingly-familiar sight of his older sister’s tattoo-covered boobs, and pierced nipples

This story has no build up it is all sex. I wanted to reader to fell like he is in control of his experience so there are no ages or description

Both had an vivid and profound interest in sexual variations and they often enjoyed discussing what if situations, involving a third person, none of which ever eventuated or was even remotely referred to outside their bedroom

Early sunday morning, I slipped on my black bra and tiniest pair of black panties, then stepped into my jean mini skirt. The image of my skirt pushed up and my thong skewed to the side caused heat to pulse between my legs

The last thing I remember is getting into my girl friend Roses car, Rose was singing as she drove and I attempted some vocal support, we laughed and giggled . that's all I remember

Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved "Molested at the Park" by tcs1963 It was a sunny Saturday morning, and I had decided to take a nice long bike ride. I had been wanting to get some training in before the "Breast Cancer Awareness" 20 K bike riding marathon

s I waseight teen years and eight months old when My dad finally allowed me to go on the five day trip to the Big Smokey Mountains with four other girls on a sorta long holiday weekend. “OK Jamie girl, you can go, but I’m trusting you to be on your best behavior, I mean it

Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others' privacy, and also because they don't matter