David and I had been dating for a month. We had been getting into some hot and heavy make-out sessions, but we still hadn’t had sex and I was ready to cross that bridge. I planned on cooking him a romantic dinner and then leading him into my bedroom for a night of romantic lovemaking.
Caroline always said she would marry a rich man. She didn’t care what he looked like, or how old he was, as long as he could provide her with all the luxuries she wanted. What she didn’t count on was the fact that he might be too old to provide her with the physical necessities
It wasn’t my birthday, or any special day at all really, and I was just waking up when Jack burst into my bedroom with a very large box. He set it down on the bed and I looked at him quizzically. “What’s this for?” I asked. “Just because,” he said. “Just because, huh?” I smiled
Bob and I were out in the backyard working on my hand-eye coordination. He kept tossing tennis balls to me and I was playing a wonderful game of swish and chase. “You’ll get it, babe,” he smiled. “You just need to be a little more coordinated.” “It’s no use,” I said. I’m just no good
I’m dating two men. I like them both and don’t want to give either one up, but it was getting to the point where they were both asking me to make a choice and I didn’t know what to do. I decided I wanted them both and it was going to be my way or
Mark was obsessed with his car. He spent every Saturday washing and waxing it, and I was feeling neglected. I needed to prove to myself that he had as much interest in me as in his little yellow convertible. So, I took off my panties and went outside to see if I could attract some
I dropped my car off in the morning before work. All it needed was an oil change and a lube job, but I didn’t have time to wait, so I told the sexy hunk of a mechanic that I would be back to pick it up after work. “No problem,” he said, smiling. “Just remember,
My husband told me I wasn’t spontaneous. He said our sex was getting routine. I couldn’t believe he would say that to me, but after I was done being pissed off, I began to think that maybe he had a point. I’ve never been very bold sexually, and I’ve always thought sex belongs in the
Meanwhile, Adam and Yolanda had more to drink and contemplated the end of the orgy. They must have finally lost all resistance, because Yolanda led Adam to the table, and studied the remaining toys. She had kept her panties and matching bra on, and now slowly removed them. They were lacy, very feminine looking, and
Carl held each cock and placed them in their respective positions, and went forward. I could tell when he entered Tracy, for there was added pressure to my partner, who drove deeper into me. I returned the pressure and also moved my hands to feel Melissa’s breasts, hanging down in front of her. I could
