Walking into the bathroom, I did not realize you were right behind me. I turned and jumped as I saw you standing there, looking hot as hell. You look up and down my body, making me wet with that look. I move to take off my pants to pee. No, wait a minute. As you remove your pants, then reach down and completely remove mine as I am sitting on the toilet. You stand me up and sit down backwards, facing the wall, then pull me down to straddle over you.

My Darling, Ill do what I can to make it better for you tonight. I wish I could be there to hug you and hold you while you tell me all about it. Id sit behind you on the sofa shhh... not the bed, yet. This is just "together time," not a time for lovemaking, my legs spread so you could sit in between them. Youd settle there with your back to me, and Id gently massage your shoulders, neck and scalp while you talked about your day.

I had a crush. We all do. This crush was like no other. The girl--a perfect ten. Jet black hair that glistened in the sunlight. A captivating smile. Luscious tan skin with a pair of perfectly toned legs which were put on display in the summertime when she wore tight jean shorts. If I could just spend some time with her... If she just knew how I felt about her... If...

Baby, in less than three weeks I am going to pick you up at the airport. I will be wearing a short skirt and little white lace panties. When you walk out from your gate, I will run up to you and start kissing your lips, sucking on them, sucking on your tongue. I will press my body against yours so you can feel my tits against your chest, and my pussy against your dick.I wont stop until I can feel it become hard. Then we will walk over to get your suitcase and you will point out which one is yours.

"Well, I mean its your choice, Im just giving you a chance of getting your money back." He was so cool about it, it made me mad. On the other hand I couldnt forget my thirty bucks. After all it was all I had. I thought a bit. He was all in joy with the money he had won. He knew it was more than he needed so he wanted to do something really miserable. I couldnt do anything about it, I agreed.

At last the blows ceased and I lay there sobbing quietly while once again his fingers invaded my cunt. You whore, if anything youre even wetter he said hoarsely. I only know one way to deal with a slut like you... he said, ripping my skirt off me and - unmistakably - unzipping his trousers. I was not surprised, then, and in fact greatly relieved, thinking my punishment was over, when the next thing I felt was his cock sliding into my sopping cunt.

Chapter Rustling sheets broke the otherwise perfect silence. The white moonlight made her form glow in slats beneath the heavy comforter, the pale smoothness of an arm the only piece of her in sight aside from the peek of wild auburn curls that marred her pillow. Restless dreams seemed to leave her tired and hostile every morning and tonight would be no different. In six hours she would be grateful to be awake, although grumpy.

Calista was positioned spread-eagled on our huge Queen-sized bed. She had been like that for some time now. Let me explain . . . About a month ago Calista and I were watching an adult video that contained light bondage. She whispered to me before we went to bed that night that she would like to try some of the things contained in the video. Mind you I usually jump at the chance of having sex with her because of her nice tight but and perky size C breasts. I was reluctant to discuss the bondage topic with her because to me it seemed like pain would be involved in it, but Calista

Charity was awakened by a soft tickle under her nose. She realized as she tried to stretch that she was still bound and the night before hadnt been just a dream. She fluttered her eyes open to see the masked man that had taken her body so wickedly good the night before standing in front of her. He was now running the feather up and down her thigh. Her breasts felt taught as she remembered how he had blown his huge white load all

"This is Jimmy the Frog and on we continue with sexual gratification with volunteer interview subject Faye who is my program manager. First let me describe what Im looking at. Faye has a bouncy hairstyle mostly brown with a blonde streak through the center that by a stretch of imagination I could call natural. Those of you who heard my first show in LA when I pretended to have Faye undress in front of me may recall she has enough up top that if she waggled them LA would grind to a stop.