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Hot Tub Kara

Wow, there stood Kara in a black mini skirt, white blouse and flats. I don't think she heard me enter the room. I slowly walk up behind her and ever so gently put my hands on the side of both her shoulders. At first she flinches because I startled her...but quickly realizes that it was me that came up from behind. Now a huge smile comes over her face as she continues to stand there with her back to me. She tilts her head slowly forward and reaches behind her head to pull her long brown hair to one side. Kara knows what is about to come as now she tilts her head to the right and I lean forward to lightly kiss her neck. A jolt of electricity fires into my lips and through my body when I touch her skin.

Ladies' Hostel I

Although I was poor in studies what I lacked in education I always made up through physical activities and enthusiasm. But during recession that may not work out as I found out to my disgust. I lost my well paying job in the sports good manufacturing concern and soon despair replaced disgust as I lost out on more 'qualified' candidates for job interviews. Now this job was for a security person in a hostel of a ladies' college. It was a job for which I definitely should have an advantage through my 6 ft plus physique that included broad shoulders, a six pack stomach and muscular limbs.

Meeting Kara

My Saturday started out like a normal Saturday. Doing the weekly things around the house....laundry, yard work, tidying up. I was hoping to have a quiet afternoon of watching some college football. I was not going to go hang out with my buddies at Buffalo Wild Wings this Saturday nor was planning on having anyone over. I was needing a break from the bar scene and the women that I meet in the bar. It was just going to be 'my' time. That was, until, my TV decided to break down during the late games that afternoon. Luckily, none of the games were of too big of interest for me but I was looking forward to the prime time game that night. Now my plans had to change.

The Bus Journey

I did not get a ticket on the flight. Since I wanted to be there as early as possible for the wedding preparations I booked a ticket for an overnight bus journey. Once darkness fell they put on a video. Dinner was over and things were fairly quiet in the bus. We were moving along a nice stretch of road. Being the last to book a ticket I had a seat right at the back of the luxury bus. Three hours and a couple of stops on the journey down the line I found that the last three seats were empty except for the middle aged gentleman sitting right next to me. He had been quiet on the trip. Handsome and very well preserved for his age he was an epitome of peace and serenity.

My Man Friday

Since my man Friday came into my life it has become one big holiday. He is ever ready to please me and does all the things around the place. He hardly allows me to lift a finger in effort. So I have time in my hand to spend in leisure as I chose. Usually I woke up late, ate the brunch that he would have prepared and then went into the cool ocean to have a bath. Afterwards I would lie in the open palm thatched cottage that I had made enjoying the breeze and a nice afternoon siesta. Friday had spread thick layers of leaves on the floor and covered it with a palm leaf mat that he had made with a little help from my Swiss and this special quality bed made the siesta even better.

The Maintenance Lady

Life over the last two years had not been easy. I had gone through a bitter divorce and walked away with little more than the shirt on my back. Now at last I had my own flat and had been able to furnish it with the mandatory items, but it still had a long way to go. My move into my flat had not been without its problems and I had first met Sarah-Jane when I had called the caretaker to find out were the electrical switchboard was located so that I could switch on the power. Sarah-Jane had arrived with her hair tied up in a bun, rather large round glasses perched on her nose and dressed in men's overalls which were at least 4 sizes to big for her.

The Angel's Gown

There was absolutely nothing good on television that night as Gary flipped through the channels. He felt just as worthless as his infamous cable provider after having been laid off of work for the second time that year. He felt even more worthless for he was sure his wife of five years was cheating on him. She has continually been coming home later and later from the office, and while she claimed it has just been a busy month which called for late hours at work, but he knew better. He had heard the whispers on the phone and watched her outfits to work become more and more revealing.

A raw sex experience

This story happened some years back. I was working as freelance network developer in a Southern Indian City. It was through one of my friends, I reached that City, 200 kilometers away from my home town. Soon I got lot of job offers there and I became comfortable there professionally. Foreseeing chances to have professional advantages, I deeded to stay in that city for long as a freelancer.

Barbara & The Three Dogs

Barbara was feeling lonely-and very, very horny this morning. As usual, her husband, Pete, was off at work. That meant that all she had was her fingers to give her relieve she needed. She sprawled naked on the bed, running her hands up and down her body. She could feel her pussy swelling with arousal and her juices began to flow. Her large tits rested high on her chest and, in spite of their enormous size, they did not sag even a fraction of an inch. Her nipples were large as well as long and, at this moment, they were tingling and burning with desire. She was thinking about her husband, Pete, and wished that he could be there and help her relieve the pressure in her firm body.

Jeffs's Daughter Part 3

Part IIIThe first images pop up on the screen as Caitlyn climbs on Jeff's cock. "Ohhh fuck!" he groaned as his tool slides easily into the sexy brunette. "Mmmm, I love it." Caitlyn moans as her pink tunnel is filled. "There she is Jeff. She's got a lot of potential to be as big a whore as Caitlyn and Jessica here" I proclaim. Referring to the women on the screen on her hands and knees with her head in a mans crotch, her ass and pussy exposed. "Nice looking pussy." He said, getting a getting a hand on the vernacular. "Isn't it." I said. "I spent almost an hour licking and finger fucking her.""Oh, that's you?" Jeff asked. "Yep, these first few photos I took.