In the morning, Patrick engineered an excuse to get Winston alone. It actually wasn’t much of an excuse; both of them loved golfing. But the end result was that Amanda had Kerri all to herself. She was scared she’d get all sorts of grilling from Kerri over breakfast, but maybe Patrick had stopped that too: Winston took his wife aside for a palm-cupped comment, and suddenly sex was the furthest thing from Kerri’s mind; it was like a personality transplant had happened. Amanda didn’t know what the clinical definition of nymphomania was, but she was convinced Kerri was one anyway. But the reckoning could only be delayed, not Click to read more
As much as Travis wanted to answer her naughty, beckoning gesture, he couldn’t decide whether or not her smile touched her eyes. Temptation exuded from every aspect of her: the dark hair cascading down her bared shoulders, the tip of her tongue touching her full, red lips, the way one arm held the fabric of her bra to her chest while the other reached out for him… at least, he thought her bra was still partly on. The black plastic board in the magazine rack covered up the rest.
It wasn’t such a big deal to buy it. He was old enough to do it legally. Hell, he was very nearly old enough to drink legally. He’d tried that at Click to read more
Bruno led me across the hall from Michael’s room. I stood there nervously as he knocked on the door. When it opened my mouth watered. The man standing there was a pretty close second to Michael in looks. He stands about 5’8 or 9 but it was his eyes that struck me first. He had Short strawberry blonde hair, and green eyes. Eyes that sparkled with pleasure when they looked at me. ”Thank you Bruno.” He said not even looking at the other man.
I heard Bruno leave but didn’t take my eyes from my next encounter. I licked my lips as he led me into the room. His room was furnished like Michael’s had been. Even down to Click to read more
We stopped at the top of the stairs. I noticed there were 12 doors, 6 on each side of the hallway. Bruno led me to the first door on the left and knocked. I stood there waiting in anticipation for the door to open.
When it did I almost fainted straight away. The man standing there was gorgeous. He stood at least 6’ tall and had a medium build. His shoulder length black hair rested in waves around his shoulders. What struck me though were his eyes. They were so blue. Blue like the ocean or the sky.
”Hey Bruno…” He said with a smile showing a row of perfect white teeth. He didn’t even glance in my direction.
Bruno Click to read more
I had a good childhood. Nice parents, two older sisters, plenty of friends in the neighborhood. Things changed around 10th grade. All of a sudden girls and boys were different, sex entered into the picture. For some reason, I was horrible around girls, just couldn’t talk to them, relate to them. I was a brain, made perfect grades. Looking back, I was a nerd, tall, skinny, gawky, interested in technical things. It lasted through college. I was a virgin at 22 when I finished college and went to work in the high tech field. I was with a small start-up company and we worked forever. Long hours, lousy diets, but stimulating in a way because we Click to read more
I had always been quite close to my Dad ever since my Mother left when I was quite young. We had always had the sort of relationship with no secrets and when he started to question why I hadn’t got a girl friend I wasn’t embarrassed.
”When I was your age I had been with several girls and here you are at eighteen and you haven’t brought one home!”
”I know Dad,” I said, ”I guess it’s just that I’m a bit shy.”
”Tell you what,” he said with a wink, ”If I give you some money you might find a girl who can help you.”
He never did shock me and to be truthful the Click to read more
This is a real experience that happened to me many years ago that has had an influence on my sexuality to this day.
The boss’s wife, Kelly, was 32 years old, the mother of their two children, and an integral part of their business team. She was also beautiful, blonde, slim, and unbeknownst to me, a sexual dynamo. I was 18 years old at the time. This was my second summer working for the small construction company. I also worked for them between summers after school in a high school vocational program to learn the construction business. I had come to know the entire family very well. The business was run from the family home and I would come Click to read more
The two girls, one blonde and thin, pretty in a doll-like way, the other, with deep black hair and richly voluptuous, grinned at each other nervously. Around them in the grubby flat were a sink full of dirty cups, a table decorated solely by an overflowing ashtray, wires and cables leading to camera equipment and lights, and four men.
The blonde wore the wedding dress while her friend was dressed as for attending the celebration of marriage in some capacity as a guest. Two of the men in the room were similarly attired, one as the groom, while the other wore a simple, dark suit.
Another man, older than the rest, with the mallet features of a boxer, Click to read more