Blow Job


VIP Chauffeur

I was just back from my two year stint with the Army Rangers in Afhganistan. My best friend had the good fortune to have started a limousine company a few years earlier and had built it into a very successful enterprise. He was quick to give me a job and I soon rose to the top of the list of drivers. I got the best jobs and my pick of the jobs. He approached me this one day and said he had landed a brand new account and wanted me to take the first job. He thought the new client would be a very good tipper. The first job was to be earl Friday night. I was scheduled to pick up an individual at the downtown Ritz Carlton. Off I went.

Crystals Little Drunk Night

On Saturday evening in may we were sitting out on the porch and Crystal asked me "what are we gonna do tonight?" " I don't know. I thought we would just hang out at the house and watch tv and have a few drinks." It wasn't long before the sunset and we went inside and picked out a movie. Now let me tell ya a little about Crystal and myself also our relationship. Crystal and I both are 25 at this time and roommates due to slow down at work I had to save money and move in with her. She is about 5'11 and has some amazing curves not the biggest breast in the world but they have to be the perkiest I had ever seen. They must have been small c's.

Empathic Twins

Lying naked on her bed, Debbie Reed wondered why she felt so good. It wasn't her birthday, she didn't have a date with a gorgeous hunk of a guy, and she hadn't just aced a test at school. In fact, there was no reason in particular for her to feel this way. She just did.Ever since Tina Coleman had arrived that afternoon to study with her twin brother Paul, Debbie had felt a warm glow inside her, as if the girl's presence made the whole world seem right. That feeling had been building all afternoon as the two classmates studied in the next room, and now it had intensified to an almost physical sensation.It was a familiar feeling; every time Paul and Debbie spent time with Tina...

Sweet Spring Night

I was 19 and athletic. He was 18 and athletic as well. We played basketball at his house during the late spring after college got out. We lived on the same block of the development. "That was a close game, Zack", I said. "You almost had me that last round, Jess", he replied. We decided to go for a swim in his pool. His parents were away at some dinner party. I didn't have a swimsuit but I had modest string bikini underwear with a matching bra. It was essentially the same thing. Zack just swam in his shorts. We knew each other since I was 11 and had always been good friends. Nothing more. But that evening, Zack looked good when he took off his shirt to swim.

A Day at the Amusement Park

The day was starting out great. It was a beautiful Saturday morning in Spring. The weather was nice. Not too cold and not too hot. A perfect spring day, as most would call it. My name's Matt and I'm your typical teenage boy. I'm 17 years old and a junior in high school. I'm 5'11" and about 200 lbs. Brown eyes and brown hair. I play sports like most guys but I play video games a lot too. Mostly shooting and sports games though. Today is April 21 and I'm going to the huge amusement park that's an hour away from where I live. Since it was Spring, there wasn't going to be that many people there but that was fine by me; less people meant less lines and less waiting.

A Weekend With My Punk Rock Cousin

"Jeanne!!!" I woke from my usual Thursday-afternoon daze. Groggily, I got up from my desk to see what my mother wanted. "Yes?" I called back. "Come down here a minute." Her tone sounded somewhat excited, which woke me up rather quickly. I made my way downstairs and into the living room where my mother and father were sitting on the couch. "We have some good news," said my father. "Let me guess; you just saved a bunch of money on your car insurance by switching to Geico," I snickered. My parents nearly fell off the couch laughing. "Like mother, like daughter," said my mother. "We have that sense of humor."

How Good it Felt...

It was a cold October, my friend John and I had just gotten off the bus as we walked toward his house, I told John that when we get to his house we should look at his dad's porn stash since he was away on a business trip. Many times I had asked John to but he never did want to. John said that if his mom caught him we would both be in a lot of trouble. I told him not to worry, that when we hear her get home we can turn off the video and put it back. John was a bit skeptical but agreed. As we were getting closer to the house I asked him if he had ever seen a girl naked. He simply said no and that he was not that eager to.

Transferring Movies To DVD

I was enjoying my new VRC to DVD copying machine. I transferred my favorite movies, our home movies, and especially all the sex videos that I had taken of my wife over the years. A month later at a party Marilyn got me away from the crowd to talk. She said that my wife had told her that I was putting my movies of her onto DVDs. I smiled because my wife had told me that Marilyn had expressed quite an interest in it. When she asked me if I had to watch the movie as I recorded it, I told her that I did not. When she asked me if I would watch a video that she gave me to copy I told her that I probably would. She smiled and walked back to the crowd.

First Meeting

It is their first meeting, though they have been chatting online for a while. They are drawn to each other; he is struck by her auburn hair and full figure; she is drawn by his smiling eyes and strong hands. They have dinner and find themselves talking as if they have known each other for their whole lives, their hands touching occasionally, sending thrills of desire through them both. After dinner is finished, he asks if she would like a walk in the gardens behind the restaurant, and holds the door for her as she steps out.

Doggy-Style

"See you in three weeks Sophie," my friend Nathan called as he left and I walked in the other direction to catch the bus home, kicking myself for once again not telling him that I fancied him. And now, when I was eighteen, had finished my A-Levels and had the longest holiday ever, he was off on holiday and I had three weeks to kill before I saw him again. Of course, I'd be able to see my other friends, but it was hard living out isolated in our big house in the country. I spent most of the first week at home on my own, reading, surfing the net, walking the dog, and also, taking advantage of the privacy, masturbating.