FAZER LOGINSoon enough, it started to feel like good sex—even though I couldn’t exactly describe what good sex was yet. I just knew we were having sex and it felt incredible. The bliss was beginning to transport me again. I had to remind myself not to get too lost in the moment. Every instant of this brand-new and extraordinary sensation deserved its due.“Oh my God,” I muttered. I squirmed as his deeper penetration proved a little too much for my tight little pussy.“Do you want me to stop? Do you like it? Tell me what’s going on.”“I like it. I do. It’s just that you have a really big dick.”“But do you like it?” he asked again as he pumped just a tad harder.“Yes,” I whispered.“And you want me to keep going?” he questioned while adding churning motions to his pumping.“Yes,” I whispered again as I started reeling from the effects of his new maneuver.“Yes, what?” He required specifics as he increased his pace and intensity.“Yes, I like it. Yes, keep going. Yes!” I belted out. “Oh God, you a
Though I thought I was ready, I was relieved when he aimed his face at my snatch instead of his pulsating pecker. I clutched the sheets as his wet tongue approached my impatient pearl. His dry finger had been stimulating, so I knew this was going to be out of this world. His first lick was heaven delivered by tongue. I felt like I had died a beautiful death.I was circling above, peering down at this handsome older man devouring my remains. Yet somehow his foraging was also bringing about new life. Perhaps I hadn’t died and gone to heaven. This euphoric bliss was the result of Dr. Fallon’s very alive tongue having its way with me. I was back in the moment, being served this oral miracle right here on earth.Each swipe across my clit was a new threat to my sanity. When Dr. Fallon used his tongue to scoop my clit into his mouth, I shrieked so loudly that it startled him. I blushed with embarrassment. He smiled at me and encouraged me to scream, kick, or even scratch if necessary. He rea
“I’m going to leave through the front door and come back through the side, just in case some nosy neighbor is watching.” Not only was he hot and sexy, but brilliant and considerate. I hoped he was just as careful in his lovemaking. I was so excited I could have leaped to the ceiling. He put his dick back in his pants, and I escorted him to the front door, loudly thanking him for any listening ears. Ten minutes later, we were headed to the guest bedroom.I was more nervous than I had ever been in my entire life. I started walking slowly. I was scared—not because I had changed my mind, but because I felt like a fish out of water. I didn’t know what to do or say, and I didn’t feel sexy at all. I was still horny, though, and I hoped that feeling would take over. I paused just as we reached the bedroom door.“What’s wrong, Charisma? Are you having second thoughts?”“I’m a virgin,” I blurted out. “I’m not having second thoughts. I just don’t want to make a fool of myself.”“Sweetie, this is
Freshman year had whizzed by, and I was finally home for the summer. I had two goals of equal importance. One was to make as much money as possible. I wanted to room with my best friends off campus next year, but my parents insisted I work for the privilege. The folks in my neighborhood always paid college students well for odd jobs, so making money would be easy. My folks offered to match whatever I earned.The more difficult quest would be losing my virginity. Guys were usually the ones to bet on their sexual exploits, but in the spirit of women’s equality, my friends and I decided we’d do some betting of our own. It must have been our virgin pussies that drew us to each other. We had been three peas in a pod since our first day at freshman orientation.We shared everything, including made-up stories about sexual experiences we hoped to have someday. We had all been too embarrassed to admit we were virgins when the subject first came up. It wasn’t until halfway through the second se
“Oh, come on, Dirk…” Liz suddenly felt possessed. “Fuck me… fuck me like you fucked your own step-sister.”“That’s the stuff, babe,” Mia moaned. “That kind of talk is making me horny all over again.”“I aim to please, ladies.” Dirk guffawed. “And I never miss.”He pressed down on Liz’s hips and entered her virgin pussy from behind with one clean stroke. She screamed, her muscles tensing, her nails digging into Mia’s shoulders. She buried her face into her best friend’s red curls and whimpered.“There, there, baby,” Mia encouraged her. “Now you’re one of us… a virgin no more… even if it’s six years late.”“Better late than never,” Dirk panted, sliding his cock in and out of the tight, virgin heat engulfing him.Liz’s breathing relaxed. Her sobs of pain gave way to whimpers of pleasure. She began to enjoy the fullness of Dirk’s thick cock inside her. Her petite frame slumped over Mia’s body. The redhead caressed her back and thighs and sucked hard on her erect nipples. Liz’s senses went
Dirk held up his surging erection like an iron spike as she straddled him. Throwing a shapely leg over his spread-eagled body, she dug her high-heeled shoe into the soft upholstery. Her pussy dripped freely over his straining member, yawning open, hungry to take it all in.“Yeah, baby.” He grinned, looking up at her flushed, lovely face. “Take your step-brother out on the prairie… and ride his balls dry.”“Hell yeah, Dirk.” She moaned, grabbing his tool and guiding it into her pussy. “I’m going to ride this rodeo till the cows come home.”She pressed her palms over his slab-like pecs and braced herself. His cock lodged comfortably inside her, filling her completely. The thickness sent shivers of ecstasy through her as she slowly moved up and down. She quickly increased her tempo and was soon bouncing on top of him, hard and fast. The entire length of his organ slid in and out of her, driving her crazy and flooding her mind with vivid sensations.“Come on, Liz…” Dirk called out to the
If you called her a cougar or whatever hot-to-trot name the kids had come up with these days, Marie was liable to curse you out. She was anything but anybody’s cradle robber. Marie was simply Marie, an older woman who happened to be married to a younger man, and who happened to still have the goods
I glanced up from my crossword puzzle as the bell above the shop door tinkled. A man, broad shoulders, bright white smile and wearing black wraparound shades, strode into the warren of dusty shelves and cabinets. He moved with purpose, the material of his jeans hugging the tops of his long thighs an
It couldn’t be. I studied the cover more closely. It absolutely, definitely was him. Those eyes, high cheekbones, broad shoulders. OK, I’d seen him fully clothed and on the cover of His Best Performance he wore only a pair of swimming trunks – tiny, tight, yellow – but I recognised him beyond doubt.
So, maybe the car was gone. Maybe she had spent the money on some outrageous thing. Maybe he’d one day know what it was and maybe he wouldn’t. But for now, Gavin thought, fuck the car, and fuck the walk. Gavin was going to fuck his wife in this old-fashioned swing that hung from this big oak tree







