Pussy Licking


Adventures of Andrea and Sandra

Andrea, called Andy, drove on the highway through the woods with Sandra, or Sandy how she called her. It was a beautiful and warm day in the mid of august. She had something special in her mind for her, so far Sandy already knew. Andrea was a beautiful woman in her 26th year. She had long dark brown hair, which today she had tied together in two ponytails on the sides with cute pink ribbons. "With this hairstyle she looks insanely cute - like a teenager," Sandra thought looking at her. "I would like to love her now here in the car. But I have to be patient. In these things she's strict. What a pity." Indeed Andrea looked younger than Sandra today, though she was 7 years older than Sandra.

My First And Only Foursome

My roommate and I have been having sex together for over two years now. Whenever we both are not in a relationship, we use the other to help get through those long and lonely nights. It's a mutually satisfying relationship, mainly because we both understand what is expected, namely friendship and sex. No jealousy, no claims. Once in a blue moon, we would introduced a third woman to our fun. Usually it was someone we both knew to be trustworthy but curious. Not only do we find it incredibly erotic, but also educational. Neither one of us had ever been in a lesbian relationship so it has been hit or miss when it comes to sex. But mostly hit. My roommate, Lisa and I workout in a local gym.

Three in the Snow

I was at a loss as to why I had been invited as a dinner speaker to a bunch of web page designers. It probably had something to do with the presentation I had done years earlier on characteristics of effective web-page design. I busily updated my presentation because I would do almost anything to stay at the Inn at Squaw Creek during ski season for free. I explained to my wife that I would be going to the conference mid-week for only one night so it hardly made sense for her to take the kids out of school. I packed up my ski equipment, laptop, projector, and, for some reason, my guitar. I hopped into my Ford Explorer at 5 the next morning, and bombed up to Squaw.

Two Women - Part 2 of 2

Skillfully playing the rhythm of Michele's spasms, Barbara carefully massaged the clit, extending the awesome throes of Michele's pleasure. Slowly, Michele's aftershocks eased, and she eased into a warm, fuzzy glow. Barbara was enthralled, watching the younger woman. Her own love channel had heated, her ice-blue panties were drenched. "Kiss me again," Michele murmered. Eagerly, Barbara did, and found a warm, wet, tongue licking the corners of her mouth. The blonde's hands went out to Barbara's body. Suddenly, she broke away. "Barbara, I'm scared and I'm embarassed. I... I've never... er, ..."The brunette replied, "Neither have I, sweet little sister.

Two Women - Part 1 of 2

Barbara is tall, about 5' 7", slender and light-boned, so that her 127 pounds are not skinny. She wears her deep brown hair short and curly, and dresses for business in tailored pantsuits, with just a touch of color in her accessories. Although she appears to be in her early thirties, she will celebrate her forty-second birthday this coming November. Her body is soft and curvy. Her waist is small, accenting the firm roundness of her hips, the small mound of her belly. She has been known to freeze uncooperative subordinates with her grey-green eyes. She normally separates her business and private life very strictly, but then she discovered --Michele.

Bossing the boss

I joined the travel agency as an executive. It was run by a lady named Nancy, who in fact was the owner's wife. Since Mr.Philip had a lung problem he never came to the office. Hardly went out from his home even. Nancy was at least fifteen years older than me and not a very appealing lady. She was fairly tall, dark and heavy. Her face was Ok enough, without the padding in the cheeks in fact she would have been passably good looking.

Pleasuring the Professor

She had a huge chip on her shoulders. You got into her good books, you are saved. Otherwise it was well nigh impossible to get out of her course unscathed. There were a lot of us who had flunked her exams, but most were expected as they were people with whom madam could not see eye to eye. The surprise, even though I say it myself, was that I lost out. I studied hard, was always polite to her and had never given her any cause to dislike me. Anyway I needed those marks badly and she was not willing to even listen to me let alone consider my case positively. She was a hard lady all planes and aggression. Thin, man-chested, short, with thick straight dark hair and flashing eyes.

Betting Kara

This is the third story in the Kara series....following 'Meeting Kara' and 'Hot Tub Kara' I have been seeing Kara for several weeks now. I am a 41 year old male and Kara is a 19 year old college student I had met while buying a TV. I don't want to say that it has been an all sexual relationship, but we have enjoyed each other sexually. I also believe that we have connected on an emotional level. We have enjoyed each other's company, both believing each other is fun to be around.

How my sex inclination started?

My uncle lives 2 streets away from our house and my auntie lives in another town. My uncle hired a maid servant to cook for him and do the household. She is very young and hot. My uncle, who is always horny, did not have the courage to tell the maid servant that he wanted to fuck her. So he got me into the house and told me that he wanted to have her and that I suggest a way for him to approach her. As per the plan, my uncle started touching my private parts when she was just walking into my uncle's room with his afternoon tea. That was just enough to turn her on.

First Kiss

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. Really rainy. There was no way we were going to be able to go outside. So, we sat in Sarah's living room playing cards. Her dad was off on a business trip and wouldn't be back until the middle of the next week and her Mom had had to go into the office for the day. That was why I had run over in the rain to keep her company. I lived just two blocks down the street and we spent almost all our time together. Usually at Sarah's house, but sometimes over at mine. Sarah had more stuff than I did. She had a dollhouse and lots of board games and her yard abutted on one of the green belts that winded their way through the neighborhood.