First Time - Page 232
In high school and college, before I got a real job, I had always worked as a tennis instructor on my own, doing private lessons and such. I worked with a lot of people over the years, but mostly with high school girls



The rest of Saturday went smoothly. No matter how many problems popped up I always had a smile on my face. The thoughts of Rochelle and Ms. Victoria ran through my mind over and over again. It was getting harder and harder for me to cover up my hard on as the night went on
"HEY,HEYI'm in here" her dad said as Gina opened the bathroom door and started in. The young teenager hesitated but did not exit as her eyes were drawn to the sight of her dad and his cock exuding a stream of urine into the commode
Bob was reading a book about prohibition when Jill got finished with her homework and came out of her room. "Bath time, Uncle Bob," she said brightly. "Um?" said Bob, looking up from his book. His niece was naked. "I said it was bath time. Come on



Previously: When Evan Weiss was fifteen years old, he created a cure for Alzheimer's. His cure was quickly stolen by a large corporation taking advantage of Evan's discovery


I woke up at 11:00am. It was Saturday, and finally I had a day to relax without work and school. I laid back on my bed, wondering of what to do today
The next couple weeks went by with almost no drama. Nicole had given up on pressuring me to fuck her, and we enjoyed a liberal amount of sexual activity on a daily basis. Things barely slowed down when she got her period
It had been on my mind for a long time, what would it feel like to suck a guy off? What would it feel like to have a real cock sliding up my arse? I'm 39 and married and never had that itch scratched in the correct way. Sure my wife has used strap-ons but it never felt quite right



HOT TUB HEAVEN, THE PORTLAND CONNECTION I met Cheryl and Ben one incredible evening in the Astoria Holiday Inn hot tub. While her husband sat a foot away from us, she boldly stroked my bulging cock and I fingered her wet pussy in the swirling water


It was 6:47 P.M. on a Thursday when Christian heard the doorbell ring. “Christian, get the door for me!” his mother called. Aggravated- for he was on the phone with his boyfriend- he sat his phone down and ran to the door. Upon opening it he was greeted by luggage thrown at him
Ch. 02 Song Titles Buy Me a Boat (Chris Janson) The Devil Went Down to Georgia (The Charlie Daniels Band) When I Fall in Love (Chris Botti) An Unforgettable Melody: Ch. 02 Mike awoke on the sofa, Melody still wrapped in his arms
A tale that takes place many years ago. First there's me, kind of average looking not skinny nor fat, neither ugly nor hot. People could say that I'm tall and that I'm smart, but as far as I knew people didn't notice me enough to say such things



The sun beat down on the track around the football field as Max watched the track team running around it, but was watching one boy exceptionally. His name is Carson Bones; he is a 16 year old bad boy and six months older than Max
“And you are absolutely sure?” I queried as Rev Peasbody assured me that the young woman in his care was still pure. “Indeed My Lord,” he affirmed, “And of age sir, five guineas sir I believe is the agreed fee



It was only a couple of weeks into summer vacation and I was already sleeping away most of the day from boredom. It was almost noon when I got out of bed. I went into the bathroom and ran the brush through my curly auburn hair a couple of times before heading out to the kitchen