White Female Stories

Roommates trick her into losing her virginity.

As Jim and his sexy girlfriend Pam prepare for and then go on the high school senior trip to Cancun, things get out of hand, leading to the high school stud finding he loves a cock as much as his girlfriend loves fucking any boy that wants her.

Male-perspective bisexual: A mixed group of University of Georgia friends whose families have homes at Spirit Lake near Atlanta close out their summer in being haunted by the gang's deceased former leader and in a getting-in-touch with their sexual identity struggle at summer's end, 1956, with a struggle with race relations as well-and especially with one sexy black stud in particular who is both arousing and provoking to the young women and men of the group alike.

A forest encounter...

She was fifty-four and had been a high school English teacher and counselor for over 25 years. She had married while she was still in college, and the marriage had all these years, cause her husband worked away most of the time. He is an engineer for a large Oil Company and was overseas often. Wendy had been cheating with young students for over 20 years. Since she had taught and been a counselor for six years at the same high school, and had a good record, she had gained some seniority and had

My wife always gets a good deal...

Neither of us spoke as he poured the coffee, his cock looked poker stiff and I was sitting with my kitty on display.

Some of my previously unreported sexual adventures arising from one (or more) mistakes

A Rachael of Emarukistan Story (5)
This is a companion story to the four stories in the Rachael of Emarukistan series, which are set around the ninth century CE. Meghr is introduced in Rachael and the Warlord (part four of the series) when she is around nineteen years old. This stand-alone short story provides Meghr's back-story, and what becomes of her after she leaves Rachael's caravanserai, Wadi Halaf. This story can be read without previously reading any of the Rachael of Emarukistan series.

I looked through my viewfinder and watched the action taking place just feet in front of me. Beside me Dave, the director cum everything else was issuing directions to the three actors writhing on the carpeted floor.