I've been getting to know to a young woman named Bridget. Things haven't been so good at home and I need an outlet. This sweet, petite girl who has dirty blonde hair and big boobs may be just perfect. We've been talking and going out here and there. Not only do I want to be a supportive friend, but I also may want more. (You want a lover, you want a friend...Baby I can be both of them.) By the way, I'm writing this pretty much as it happens, so I guess this is as much a journal as it is a story.
Lia and Liz are twin girls growing through their teenage years. They discove their parents are swingers. Intrigued, they find a way to join in. Life goes on as they choose different paths in life, all the while learning about life, sex, and the world.
Trish Bousquet, a spoiled rich heiress and shameless party girl, pushes her luck one time too many when she decides to transport cocaine on a dare. She lands in the island of Santa Eduviges, is arrested, and enters the island's penal system as a naked collared slave. When she discovers there is no escape from her servitude, she accepts her new life of loving, satisfying, and serving the woman who bought her.
I'd been fantasizing about my girlfriend's 16 year old daughter and her panties. But when my girlfriend tells me how she punishes the obedient girl by inserting her fingers in her behind and then invites me to help take her punishment to the next level, reality surpasses my wildest fantasies.
Libby pours out her dismay to her Mother about her new sex life. Married only three months, her virgin sex with her new handsome groom has totally bombed. Her Mother not only understands but also has lived a life of it. Her mind drifts back through the years and remembers what happened to her. Roslyn knows very well what it will take to liberate Libby...that Libby is not just vunerable, she might even be agreeable. All it would take is one little phone call. Would she? Could she?
It's more than a colour. Much more. Love and lust in the city. Even a little romance. His hands found their way to my ass again, and he pulled me to him. My legs bent a little, my knees parted, and his tongue explored its way between my legs, between my sopping labia, and suddenly he was inside me.
When my hot stepmom Laura catches me jerking to her secret running photos, she doesn’t get mad—she locks the door and whispers, “Want the real thing instead of a picture, baby?”