Pussy Licking


Shes tempting Part 2

Everyone knew what time she entered the building but never knew what time she left. The first thing people heard was the sound of her heels clicking on the floor. She walked with confidence with her head held high. Next was seeing her caramel skin tone, hazel eyes, long dark brown hair and the curvy shape of her body. Her lipstick color always matched her outfits. She was very attractive, in her late twenties, and single. "Good morning" she would say with a smile to people who were near her. The perfume she wore was soft but, very strong. The females in the office would see the men close their eyes, deeply inhaling the scent of her perfume and then exhale.

The Weekend with Moms Boyfriend

Jake's phone buzzed in his pocket as he was driving to his last business appointment of the day. It was his girlfriend, Marsha. He had been dating her for about a month now. They had met at Wal-Mart. He was standing in the check out line behind this hot mom, a total MILF, and her cute daughter. This girl had looked up at him; her head was even with his chest. He had smiled down at her. "Those are cute lil shoes you have on." He had noticed she had on sneakers with bright, lime green stripes along the sole. "Mom bought them for me for the first day of school. I'm not really supposed to be wearing them yet." She smiled with those pretty white teeth and those sparkling green eyes.

My Son Visits From College

Dave was feverishly finishing up a project presentation in his home office while his wife was upstairs cleaning their son's room and making his bed. They had gotten the call from Alan last night that he and his girlfriend were coming home from college for a weekend visit. Alan was a good kid, he got moderately good grades, played on the college lacrosse team, and usually called home regularly. These calls always had the same format - talk to his mother for a while, say "hi" to his father, then ask his dad for money. For Dave, the format was the same too, he would ask about Alan's grades, ask about lacrosse, go to the bank the next day to deposit a pile of money into his son's account.

The Drive ... the destination

After the hot drive home and the grand entrance into the back yard we finally make it inside. Clothes half on and half off I grab some cans out of the fridge and make my way to the lounge room to crank the music up. He goes to the bathroom and comes back with his jeans back on and a t-shirt. I have made an attempt of sorts to get some sort of clothing on, making sure that it is something with easy access to both my tits and my pussy, after all we both know that the night is still so very young. I look at the clock ..it's only 8.30. We sit on the couch, but not right next to each other. We leave a gap like we usually do.

Slave: Chapter two

The remainder of the voyage passed by timelessly. It might have been the six weeks it actually was, or six months or years or just a few minutes. Someone marked the days at sea on the base of the mast where it was founded in a complicated joint to the keel board. Victoria didn't bother to look or count the groups of four vertical lines with a diagonal slash across for each completed set. Her passage of time on the voyage was taken up, either sitting alone and silently at the far end of the hold that held just over half of the original cargo, or being violated by her captor who had chosen her body for his own pleasure.

Close friends turn into lovers

My best-friend Mia and I have been close for some time. We haven't seen each other since she left for college and has come back home for the summer. Her parents have gone away for the week and she has the house to herself. Mia invites me over to have a girls night out. It's just her and I drinking and having a good time. I pull into Mia's driveway around 10:35pm at night and I get out the car. I take my over night bag out of the car. I hear Mia coming out the house. She runs to where I am gives me a hug. Jenny, I've missed you so much how have you been? I've been good Mia and you? I'm doing good and I'm glad your finally here!. Mia and I start walking towards the entrance of her house.

Moving Day

The house next door had been vacant for months since the Reynolds moved out. I was standing by the window as the moving van pulled up. It was early and I had just gotten out of the shower, wearing jeans and a tight t-shirt. I watched a Prius pull in behind the van. Some tall skinny guy got out of the van and this hot babe got out of the car. She must have been around 24 years old. She had blonde hair down to her mid back, tits that were an easy c cup just bursting out of her tight little halter, and an ass to die for, round and perky with no jiggle as she moved, this ass just seemed to firmly hold its shape. DAMN. The guy who got out of the van was a couple years older than this babe.

Night Visiter

The warm night air kissed my skin as I made my way towards his house. The half-moon's light kept becoming covered by the thick clouds, a promise of rain and I could feel it in the air. It was odd to be out at this time, when I had locked my car it had been 2:15 am. I shivered as the dew from the grass brushed across my ankles. As I glanced up I could finally see the outline of the house, of his house. I felt myself becoming even more wet as I thought about what was to come. I silently made my to the corner and then ran my hands down the side of the house, I felt the first window, touched the second, and finally my fingers came to the third.

April

April is a successful young lady. Has no shortage of money and to all intents and purposes, is switched on and in tune. But, she has a darker side, a reckless abandon that threatens to ruin her health and life. Sooner or later, April will find herself in a situation that will prove to be one step too far... or, she will be saved from her self by exactly the same situation but with a far better outcome.

Buffy

Buffy is from the upper classes of the UK. She has very definite ideas about what it is she wants to do on film. My dotage was not so far advanced that I couldn't get the old boy to polish up quite nicely into some semblance of erectile muscle and throbbing gristle. Occasionally, he would even put out for me and eject a thin stream of jism, but it needed the stimulant of my past life to get him going these days. As had become a habit of mine, I had been reviewing some of the old footage of films we had made. Robbie was long gone now; the abuse of narcotics and booze had caught up with him. But, we made some films all right!