Sexy Scribe

Angie didn’t like doing it. There, in front of her boyfriend Rick and her friend Luke, her exposed breasts, and her voluptuous breasts 36 inches of D-cup tied from their bra and clinging on her chest so lightly, she was not particularly happy. At least she wore a set of tights, naked in colour to prevent her being totally naked, but her 38-inch hips were clearly defined as the little patch of pubic hair on her pussy. From size up although its small milky white 32 inches size was on the display as well as its large red nipples. But it was a shame that she had to only serve Rick and Luke a few drinks in this semi-nude state. At 25, and in the bounty of his life, and proud of a body that just dared sex call Angie took it in his footsteps.

My husband and I were married for five years, and as for me, I considered our sex together as “great.” I did a lot of things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like playing a role, dressing up like a whore, raping sketches and on a few occasions even took part in three with my husband and another man.

I came home from work this Friday, feeling a little weird and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and undressed my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath.

The day started perfectly. I was going with the other girls from my school to a beach party. Senior class started a big kitchen on the beach to collect money for our school ball in about a month. I was one of the clubs that bought food and refreshments. We were supposed to be at the beach at 10:00 in the morning to get ready. The party would start at noon and last until late in the evening. Actually, they were going to have a little barn fire as soon as it was dark. I knew it would be a great day of pleasure and I couldn’t wait for it to start.

Sometimes you’re very thirsty about sperm, but unfortunately, straight men don’t want to give it to you. Even if they have sufficient supply, they are greedy and for some reason macho they refuse to let you suck their dick. I overcame that obstacle, and all I needed was alcohol, a hotel room, and porn on TV. You see, in Canada they’re much less shy about showing porn on television, so I took my buddy there about 10 years ago when we were both new students. We bought a bunch of alcohol and sat in the drinking room while we were watching porn on TV, both of them becoming super spiny in the process. Luckily for me, he didn’t go to the bathroom and he just took charge right there. It would have been a waste, and he was certainly excited enough to do so. Alcohol made him a little too tired to get out of bed.

Last weekend, we went by bike and stopped by our usual water hole. It’s a very popular bar with weekend bikers (not bikers gangs, but especially professionals who like to put on their Harley equipment and ride on weekends). It has an outdoor terrace that overlooks the parking lot, so you can watch all the bikes come and go. There is an 8 foot wooden fence around the parking lot with just some wooded land behind.

It was a cold, rainy day, October as I sat near the window of the image waiting for the grocer to deliver my order. I thought about my husband, who served in the navy, on a carrier. He’d been gone for five months and I was thinking how much I missed his company, his conversation, his dick. We had only been married a month before Ed’s tour began and we made sure that every minute counted. We had to fuck six times a day and in so many different positions during this month.

I’ve been married to the wife of most male fantasies almost ten years now. These ten years have been punctuated by some love adventures that make others pale by comparison. Joy has always been a free spirit, but given his heavenly body, it was easy to ignore. During the first five years of marriage, we explored ourselves in every possible sexual way. I didn’t see how our love life could be richer.

I had decided that a bath would help me relax more I had to shave and it always helps if my skin had a chance to soak in hot water. After being in the bathtub for about 10 minutes, I thought I heard something in the living room, but I rejected it thinking I was hearing things. Then the shower curtain opened and he stood in all his glory. As usual, I didn’t know he was in town. A pleasant surprise though!! I had given him a key for a long time for this reason!!

I haven’t seen him since I was 18, and now, 30 years later, he’s been back in our town. At the gas station where I saw him, I told him to come for a beer, the woman was out of town and I had nothing to do, fortunately, his wife was still out of the state packing for the new house. He had arrived at 8:00 and we sat down and talked about the good old days and drank a lot of beer.

I was 17 when I decided to finally try to sleep with another girl. I had been thinking about it since I was a teenager, but I had never had the courage to try anything, mainly because I was afraid that the word would come out from all over town. Some information:

My parents were in the mid-40s when I was 17; I had two sisters, Lora (16) and Lisa (15); My parents were not open-minded about “alternative lifestyles.”