Exhibitionism - Page 122
Its been a couple of weeks since the last party i went to. I got a call last night from Decker, "Hi Tash, Its Decker, how are you?" He said in that low husky voice of his. "Hey Decker, im good thanks how are you? Haven't heard from you in a while," i replied putting on my sexiest voice



So were do I begin? do I start out by saying I'm some macho college kid who get's girls all the time? should I introduce you to my first threesome? or even my first time with a older lady? No. The stories I wish to tell you are not over the top, bullshit you might read somewhere else
The Daring Naughty Sleepover 2 (Mff, ff, Exhibitionist, Young) Summary – Teasing day two of the daring, naughty, sleepover. Previous Chapter – Cindy and Stacy have a sleepover. Note - This is a work of fiction. You must be 18 or over to read this story
Husband showdown My name is Jon and I'm a 35 year old investment banker. I have been married to Suzan for 8 years
Amy and Rory looked at the new room the TARDIS had led them to, clearly a honeymoon suite, neither hiding their amazement. The bed was huge and heart-shaped, the kind they’d thought only existed in movies. The lighting was warm-toned like sunlight, though maybe not Earth’s sunlight



Like all my stories, this is a story with sex as opposed to a hard-core porn story. CHAPTER FIVE: THE SHOP I decided to take everyone at their word



As I said before, I go swimming 3 times a week and at the time I go, the pool-boys are the only eye-food worth looking at, sitting as they do, in their slinky shorts, bored to death on their high stools at each end of the pool
It was two months later and her mind was still busy with the still fresh memory of the party. A smile crept across her face as she remembered her first two orgasms since high school and tried to remember who had given her such a pleasurable experience



The doorbell chimed loudly as I sat in the living room, accompanied by Mom and Elizabeth. Usually, we’d be fucking like animals right about now, but we just sat, watching some bland TV show like a regular, boring family
Woman around 27 years old. Married childless after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother



“If you arrive on the Sunday you can meet my new man before he leaves on the Monday and we can have the rest of the week together by ourselves. Our house is in a country area around an hours pleasant from the city
Two Sexy Neighbours. (Part-2) Hello Desipapa Readers, First of all I would like to remind You myself. I m "Pagal", due to some personel reason i would like to hide my name so excuse me. Sorry for that so I m a young, Handsome and Smart Boy, 20 years old, Student of Inter
RICH’S VALENTINES GIFT I have been racking my brain for weeks trying to think of the perfect Valentines Day gift for my husband Rich. He already has just about every toy for just about every hobby you can think of
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Sometimes, a man just has to start over. He's cruising along, enjoying life, and suddenly he's face down in the mud. That kind of thing changes a guy. If he's lucky, things turn out for the best. * * * * * Frank, the division manager, called me into his office