Synopsis: James aggressively drives home from work to reunite with his significant other. Once he arrives home, he has a few tricks up his sleeves to spice up the evening for him and his girl and to take his mind off work.
A dart stabs straight into my heart whenever Eva and Virginia show me their naked breasts, or spread legs, pussy lips moist and ready. There is no Disney or Marvel Comic fantasy here. This is tangible reality, solid and smooth as a bowling ball. My cock gets thick, and I ache to spurt cream for my girls, my hot, naked, tangible, human, living, breathing, cheerful, aromatic girls. No video entertainment, no known digital art is as good as the real thing, the Coca-Cola on ice in a desert of trivial nonsense. Yes. That is what we get most of the time, from most of our expensive 21st Century entertainments: A desert of trivial nonsense.
I hopped in my boss’ vehicle after putting my luggage in the back. We had a 3 hour trip for a 2 day conference we were both to take. We left Wednesday after work. The car ride was a bit awkward. I had feelings for my boss, Megan, who was always in an unpredictable mood that I did not know what kind of conversation to bring up. Not much personable was said. Just past stories and tidbits about my life and hers. A lot of talk about work, of course, as that was the only topic she was not afraid to bring up. The topic I wanted to bring up was to question her sexuality. But I knew enough to stay clear of that topic. But, I still couldn’t help but wonder. We finally got to the hotel and went to the front desk to check in. The room Megan reserved was a room with 2 double beds. But, the front desk only had a king bed room available. There was a double booking. Megan said well I guess that’s fine as it did not bother either of us. King beds had more than enough room for 2 people. So we went up to the 3rd floor and down the hallway, all the way to the end, to our room. We walked inside. It was a nice room. Even had a jacuzzi. But of course neither of us expected that so neither had a swimsuit.
The story started when I was at my grannies one day. We were all sat in the lounge chatting to each other. We were going to be having some lunch together and spending some time together. It was very enjoyable.
My name is Pepper Rodgers. I'm a 19-year-old Domme, living downtown Mobile, Alabama. I have a decently well-stocked playroom in the second bedroom of my fourth-floor apartment (most of my neighbors are corporate types who aren't always around, giving me a lot of privacy, even in the halls and elevators). I also have a decently stocked toybox. I prefer my toys to be older than I am, around 30-42 years old. I prefer men for myself, however not for my toybox. When it comes to toys, I find women and couples to be far more amusing. Single men tend to be needier, and often too clingy. But that doesn't mean I don't have a few of them in my toybox. I do. They just don't have the same chances of getting there as couples and single women do.
We met online. When we first started talking, I really wasn't looking for a relationship. I had been scanning he pages of pictures people put up when I came across hers. I thought she was gorgeous. So I left her a little comment telling her that. I moved on along through the pictures, looking for something to masturbate to when I was notified that I had received a message. Not sure who it was from, I ignored it for a bit, figuring it was probably someone spamming the site with ads for cheep Viagra or some kind of supposedly free porn site.
My name is Karen, and I'll get right to the point, I love to suck cock. Big or small, doesn't matter, although somewhere in between is what I like best. I just love the way a hard cock feels in my mouth, and I absolutely love the taste of cum. I have sucked my fair share of cock over the years, and have learned some techniques that could drive a man crazy. I can make a guy cum in a matter of minutes, or I can make it last as long as I want. There is also that feeling of control you have over a man when he's cock is in your mouth, and I have had men literally begging me to make them cum.
"Meet me in the garage," she told him.
I'll be a little bit late hon, should I just meet you guys there?" I was on the phone with my wife Andrea, and I was having to stay a few extra minutes at the radio station. My boss had asked for a quick word and I was on the way down to his office.
It was an early spring morning. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. You could look out the window and see the grass and the car was wet from the early morning dew. It was probably around 17°C.