LOGINShe was his step-daughter's best friend.Enjoy..*******My name is Karl and I'm 48 years old. Most men would consider my story a fantasy. I have been married for a number of years and have a stepdaughter, Janet, age 21. A couple of years ago Janet moved to another town to go to college and work part time, but she would visit nearly every weekend. But, with a boy friend, college and work, her visits became more infrequent. That changed about four months ago. She was coming over and asked if she could bring a friend with her since the drive was long and boring. My wife naturally said yes.When Janet arrived Saturday morning I was shocked. Her friend Krystal was not an extraordinary beauty, but she struck every fiber down to my sexual core. Something I can't explain, but I was instantly turned on. Krystal stands 5' 8" tall, has a slim build, tiny breasts, beautiful brown eyes and legs which go beyond the sky. When introduced she stuck her hand out and gave me a coy smile. I took her han
“I’m almost there baby, almost there,” I croaked as I pulled and pushed faster and faster. I knew I was most likely bruising her lips as my pelvic bone struck her time and time again. Then I felt it like a surge of a rising tide on a full moon. I grabbed her head and pulled her down and did not let her rise. It was then that my explosion happened. Torrent after torrent of saved cum sprang from the end of my cock and as she tried to pull away I held her firmly. Spurt after long spurt of cum left me and entered her virgin mouth and in order to breath she swallowed. She drank from me like no other ever had and in the end she lost very little.I settled back on the couch and she finally rose from my softening member. A last trickle of cum came easing out the end of my cock. I looked toward her and she smiled. I smiled back and opened my arms to her. She came to me and for the first time we kissed as passionate a kiss as I have ever experienced. I ran my tongue all around inside her mouth
My eyes drifted down to watch her small hand creep slowly up my thigh and it would not be long before she knew for certain how she was effecting me as my shaft was at near full length. Then my eyes shifted upward to her heated junction. The view was incredible as her pussy lips were brimming with moisture and were seemingly smiling at me and my plight. Finally I looked higher still and found she had turned her head and was not looking in my direction at all, nearly as if she had returned to a dream state and her hand and legs were doing something all on their own.One last longing look and I removed my hand. This was not right and I knew it. She was young, my son’s girl friend no less and I had my hands in areas reserved for someone nearer her own age. Even if she was legal there was still the moral issue at stake here.“I’m sorry Ginger, but this is not right.”I rose and walked slowly toward the house as her voice called to me, “I’m not giving up. I want you and I know you want it t
Relief washed over me as I stammered an OK. Then as I reached for the lotion she lifted her tummy and grabbed the towel and whisked it away. The bright yellow thong covered very little of her and both her ass cheeks were right before me. Damn she looked good. I looked at my hand and it was shaking. What the fuck was wrong with me? Here was a young woman, my son’s girl friend no less and she was only asking for some lotion on her back. I took a deep breath and knelt beside her chair and put some lotion on my hand. I rubbed my hands together and then proceeded to put the lotion on her back. I worked the area of her shoulders real well and even ventured onto her arms. Slowly I worked down toward the small of her back and was very careful not to touch any of the flesh that could be considered her ass. I used the material of her thong to mark the forbidden area. My hands were sweating I think but I continued to apply the lotion. Maybe I should not have had that drink after all.“Thanks for
My eyes opened Saturday morning and I heard Bradford in the kitchen. I knew he had nothing special planned for the day so I wondered why he was up so early especially since I had not heard him come in the night before. I rose slowly took care of a little personal business and went to the kitchen. He was writing a note when I came in and he stopped and handed me the note. He smiled and said he hoped I had a great day off as he no longer did. He closed the door behind him and I read the note again – Got called in to work, be home late. Oh well, I had told him he needed a job, but I had no idea he would be working so much. Oh well, another day of yard work and sipping beer by the pool while I listened to the ball game.I had a bite to eat and then started on the yard. The day was going to be another hot one, especially for so early in the year and I wanted to get the work over with and then enjoy the rest of the day and weekend. I worked until I was finished, just after 1:30 then took a
The following week was filled with everything from anxiety, to trepidation, to anticipation, to eagerness, to just plain nervous tension. I had no idea of what to expect nor did I want to miss or go to Ginger’s party. First off, what do I get her? A gift was optional I was sure, but it was not an avenue I was affording myself. She deserved a gift and so I decided I would get her one. A visit to the local mall netted several choices, all of which I discarded. Frederick’s was there as was Victoria’s Secret, but I could not see me getting her anything from there. Then there was the regular clothing, but the current styles were not what I would consider myself good at determining. The last was jewelry, but what do you give a young woman that could be taken anyway other than romantic. Finally I gave in and called Susan. I asked if a watch would be appropriate and was told rather coldly that yes it would be. Guess she had not gotten over my refusal to go after the dangling carrot she offere
I just stood there, trying not to tremble as I watched her walk away."You two seem chummy." I turned towards Renee Perry's ice-cold voice."I don't know what you mean.""I wouldn't get too attached. I don't think she's going to last the season."The evil lilt in her voice made my skin crawl. "What
"The lasagna. It's transcendent." Her face was absolutely serious, which made me laugh. I was afraid I'd offended her for a moment before her mouth spread into a wide grin. She shook her head, chuckling. "You're something else.""Why?""No reason. How 'bout you?" She pointed at my menu."Oh!" I rea
When her breathing calmed Sandy sat up, reaching down and pulling me up so she could kiss me. Her kiss was powerful, filled with desire and passion, and I could feel my resolve to stay in control evaporate as my spirit surrendered to the powerful presence of my lover. I could feel her take charge a
Scheduled sex tends not to be romantic. It's even worse when you're nervous about the whole thing to start with. But Mitch was a magician. We cleaned up after dinner without even mentioning our new toy. I stood at the sink and washed while Mitch dried and put away, and every time she passed by she'







