Fantasy - Page 314

My name is Michael Jacobs, I am 17 years old and a junior in high school. I live pretty normal teenage life. I have friends, family, all that. I'm pretty decent looking, 6'0 on the dot, blonde hair, bright blue eyes, nice teeth, and I keep myself well kept

I watched as his rounded ass bobbed up and down in the waves at the edge of the pool as he was bent over the side of the pool talking to friends. He was hot, and he knew it

Part I It started out as one of the worst dates I'd ever had. He was good looking enough, to be sure tall, blonde, and decent muscles showed through the nice suit. And he had money

I wake up to hear you in the kitchen. I get dressed and ready for work, our normal routine. I come around the corner and see you standing there. I stop in shock. My eyes trace your form from head to foot and back. I can’t believe me eyes

Shey smiled taking a deep breath, "No not at all." she says as she looks over him with a sly grin. "I must say that was just what I needed. So how was it being fucked by a werewolf?" she smiles tracing a finger along his powerful shoulders and chest

This story, while obviously fictional, illustrates one of my deepest fantasies. Although I'm not a lesbian, or even bisexual, I've always been hopelessly attracted to my mother, who has been the source of my masturbation fantasies since I was 10. I hope you enjoy it

“Oh…” I was stumbling over my words and couldn't find the next ones. “And that's…” “Yeah, that's God.” She leaned forward, her large breasts pushing against my chest, and her arms to the sides of my chest, rocking back and forth slowly In my cock. “Oh my god

Hi. I'm Kayla, and I'm 17 years old. My daily routine consists of eating, bathing, going to school, "learning," driving home, eating, computer, bed. I have no life. I guess it's because I just transfered here about three months ago and I haven't really made any friends yet

Follows on from story: James Bob and Abdul James went to school the following day as normal. He arrived to his form room. Nobody looked at him, nobody said anything about him as far as he knew. He sat down in his usual seat

A Boat, A Best Friend, A Tag Along Wife And The Bitch Two months had past since our last fishing trip as a threesome with Gary. Since that time things had gone along back to normal

I walked out onto the patio and sat down on the edge of the pool with my legs in the cool water. I heard the door open behind me, so I turned to see who it was. To my surprise, Whitney came over and sat beside me

Chris and I are good friends. I have not seen her for two years. Chris is 42 years old. She lives in New York. She works as a political journalist in major network. I'm 5"7 and I weigh 120 pounds. My breasts aren't very big, mid-B, I have nicely formed butt, though

As we walk into the lobby I can’t help but notice how her hair flows down her back to the top of her hips. Her hips bounce from side to side with every step, and if you don’t watch yourself, it can be mesmerizing

WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story

It was a dreary Sunday afternoon, and I was sitting in my room smoking a fat joint out my window. From where I was sitting I had a clear view of my entire backyard as well as the neighbors’. I never would have admitted it, but I had a big thing for the girl who lived next door