“God, Cammy, please let me touch you! My balls are hurting so much I can’t believe it.”Cammy moved her hips back from Ralph’s eager hands. She’d dated him half the summer, but he’d never came on like this before. Maybe the pressure of school starting up was getting to him. Maybe she was getting to him.“No, Ralph, don’t …
It was another drizzling Saturday. As usual I sat alone and horny, looking out the window at the gloom. It was almost noon, but I still hadn’t been able to summon the energy to dress.Phil. Phil. I called his name to myself. Phil Manners. Mrs. Phil Manners.That was me. Mrs. Phil Manners. Sherry Manners. God, when he’d popped …
Every sensual muscle in her sleek body in motion, Katt MacNeil swung out of the Cessna and padded across the sand in the blazing noonday heat.The tall, leggy blonde was used to ignoring the scorching desert sun a well as the admiring stares from a few local males. There were not many fair-haired women to be found among the …
Susie felt it happen as she slipped off her dress, sheer magic warmly enveloping her flesh, softening it to the bone. Her movements slowed. She dropped the dress on the bathroom laundry hamper and felt her face, her throat, her bra stretched by suddenly swollen breasts. Her nipples were hard. She slid a hand down her belly, over her panties …
“Hey, Mom… turn over. I want to fuck you again.”“Oh, Danny! I was hoping you would. I just can’t get enough of your big cock!”“Yeah, but first I want to suck your beautiful tits. God, how I love those creamy big jugs! Yuuumm!”Angela Whitmire shivered, sprawled on her back in her son’s narrow bed. Danny bent over …
“George! For heaven’s sake!” Wilma Maxwell gasped as her husband suddenly reached for her hand and pressed it hard against his stiff cock. She looked around the gigantic cabin of the plane and then she giggled in relief as she noticed that most of the other passengers on this Trans-Atlantic flight were asleep.“Now, honey… behave yourself!” Wilma managed to …
“I’m horny as hell, honey, let’s fuck!” Gloria Maitland pressed up against her husband as she moaned hotly in his ear. She felt the bulge in Frank’s crotch pushing into her belly, and she strained against it. They had just returned home from a church group social and she was keyed up from meeting so many new people.Frank grunted …
Most of us lead two lives — real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, painting or fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies — wild dreams that we …
The three teenage boys busily chatting in the hall fell silent as a beautiful woman strode by. She was tall, long-legged, with a fantastic figure, and her gleaming chestnut hair fell to her shoulders. She flashed the boys a smile, and they stared after her till she walked out the front door of the school. Then they all sighed.“Wow, …
Jenny Armstrong walked down the hall, her books held against the heavy mounds of her breasts. Other students jostled her, but the girl ignored them. She opened the door of the teacher’s lunch room and looked in.“Is Mr. Evans here?” Jenny asked.One of the other teachers shook her head. “I think he went out for lunch, Jenny,” she …