Sexy Scribe

My best friend’s mother was the last thing I could think of when I went home. I rang the door and she answered the door. I asked him if his son, Tom, was there. She said I missed him, as he left with a girl and they were gonna hit the mall.

She said I didn’t need to leave because she just made a coffee pot and invited me to a cup. She worked in one of the city’s hospitals and was still in uniform. I asked her if she worked another double-quarter. She smiled and said without a second paycheck to help pay the bills, she needed to work every hour she offered. While I took my cup of coffee, I told her that her feet had to kill her. She said she was in a hurry and went to work in her heels. I told her every male patient had to enjoy seeing her. She said it would have been her day if it were the situation, but with the exception of an OD, all her patients during the quarter were women.

Tim was on his back. Naked, he was lying in one of the plastic chairs. With his wife on a shopping trip and children at school, he felt comfortable enough to come back for a little fun.

He had recently been won in some solo water sports, using his pee as lube for a kinky masturbation session. While he was fantasy, he remembered with scrupulous the first days of marriage, when his wife Dee was open to new adventures. Unfortunately, fifteen years had elapsed, and if it were children, of time, or that the average old belly that had developed on them both, it had gotten less and less adventurous.

I know a guy isn’t supposed to think of his sister as a woman, much less kissing, but how many guys come home to find their sisters on the four, blowing a guy while another fuck her from behind?

Leslie is a younger year than I, so, just nineteen, and she has, frankly, a fantastic, fucking body. I mean, she’s got big breasts, long legs prefected, and a ass that all the guys in our high school had waited.

I became a hot woman five years ago at the request of my divorced husband. During my adventures as a hot woman, I discovered a desire for a hot young cock. Tonight I wanted a young cock so I spent two hours preparing for the test.

A sensual hot oil bath, followed by a quick session with my chromed dildo, made the juices and hard nipples flow: just say that it put me in the right frame of mind! Then came the wardrobe: the “special” outfit for special occasions like these.

It all started in my first year of high school. I just had a car and found other friends like that. I’m not gay. I have a beautiful girlfriend I love with all my heart.

Let me talk to you about me, I got 6'3’’ out of 200lbs. I’m really proud to say pure muscle. I’ve only got 12 percent of body fat, I’ve been going to a gym for three years straight 6 days a week. I have blond blue eyes and brown skin all year round. What is difficult to live on Long Island.

I spent a lot of time when I was taking the shower. I know my mom and sister knew what I was doing in there, but nobody ever told me. I was a great boy well built with a high sex drive at a very early age and an 8" dick I played with 5-6 times a day. My mother, younger sister (14 more months) & I all lived in a small house in the mountains of Santa Monica. Dad left us right after Jan was born. My mother was only 15 when she had me and never really was a parent in our lives. Mom was in nature and the clothes were not needed at home when we were the only ones there.

The mistress said, girls, welcome to this great academy. Your only purpose in this course is to form this animal on which I am sitting. Each of you would have as many chances as you want to use it as a slave. It’s up to each of you to train it properly. Once you have it, you can do anything, absolutely with its body. I will watch each of you as you manipulate it and the girl who gets the highest points, will bring it back where she wants and keep it there until she decides to leave it.

I’ve been working for a big computer company for a year and a half. Being a trainee here was a great experience for me. I learned a lot to support computer systems (this is what I had to learn because I’m not a major CS). Since I have been intervening here, many other trainees have come and gone. Some I really liked, while others I was happy to avoid. Most of the other trainees came from regional colleges, but there was a couple here and there from high school. Most of them were in different departments, however. Even so, there is a comaradry among the “grunts” as we surname ourselves, and we often spend our lunch hours together.

Jim couldn’t believe what his wife said, Jenny. How could she say that? How could she want to do something like she said she wanted them to do. For three years they’ve been married, he thought their love life had been great. Now her loving wife told her she wanted them to change.

She came to bed a week ago and after a short period of love, she told her that she thought their sex life was becoming routine and boring.

We planned a fishing trip and camp for the first week after the school closed. My wife, daughter and son also invited Ashley, Tammy’s boyfriend. Ashley was a neighbor who lived a few doors in the neighborhood. For a few days, we all prepared with enthusiasm for the journey. The day before our departure, our son Jack came down with a virus and it seemed that the trip was to be cancelled. The girls were extremely disappointed and complained about something horrible. The morning we were supposed to leave, my wife suggested I take the girls and she’d stay home with Jack. He was better, but she thought he’d stay close to him. Camping and fishing wasn’t exactly his favorite activity anyway. I think she welcomed the apology back. The girls were happy, the car was almost all packed, so we went.