Just one more night,” she begged him. He stood in the doorway, looked at her tear-streaked face with a certain amount of disdain. He knew he was about finished with her. She didn’t know that yet, evidently. Too bad. “Come on, Brad. I can’t… I can’t believe that you don’t want to see me anymore. I know I can change your mind.” She smiled, even through her tears. “You still want me, don’t you?” He eyed her body critically beneath the tight-fitting sweatclothes. As far as bodies went, it was a good one. When he had first seen her tight, firm flesh clearly revealed by a set of running tights, he’d known that he would get in, somehow.
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It hadn’t been hard. It was a DKE party. She’d been at the keg. He spilled beer on her accidentally on purpose. She hardly noticed, until he pointed it out to her. She was grateful for the information. She turned out to be grateful enough to share his sleeping quarters that evening. It had been a very fulfilling evening. Well, fulfilling for her. Draining for him. Afterwards, he found out that her name was Linda. But that was a month ago, and now he was ready to move on to other conquests, was more than ready, in fact. He’d had several rather acrobatic experiences with one of her more distant acquaintances. Linda had noticed the way he had looked at the flesh beneath her very loose with no bra halter top. She evidently had thought it was nothing but a passing fancy. In fact, that very night he had been extremely helpful in removing the girl’s halter top. Among other things. Read more
About two weeks ago a new secretary began working in our office, and from the second I laid eyes on her I knew I wouldn’t be satisfied until I’d tasted her soft, sweet juices. Terri’s hair fell all the way down to her sumptuous breasts, and her moist lips always seemed to form a tempting,teasing pout when she looked my way. The problem, if anything, was that she was TOO sexy! From her slinky jumpsuits to the fine, round curve of her backside – everything about her said ‘I Want it’ in body language. But this just made it harder. Something told me that the usual dinner, drinks and ‘my place or yours’ wouldn’t do the trick, and I racked my brains for a way to approach her. To cut a long story short, when I finally asked her out, I asked if there was anything special SHE would like to do. And to my infinite surprise, she had an answer ready. “Porn Flicks”, she said, her voice lowered to a husky, horny drawl. “I just love them, but I can hardly ever find a man who wants to go”.
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I nearly keeled over, but I did my best to keep cool. In fact, what I did was smile. I could tell she was testing me, and I shot her a knowing glance to let her see I knew just what she was after. We made a date to see the hottest film we could find, that very night, and I left her half-blushing, half-beaming behind her typewriter. The rest of the day my prick literally ached with anticipation. When 4:30 p.m. rolled around, I stopped by her desk and she smiled as if we shared some saucy little secret. Our office is around the corner from Greek Street and in a few minutes we were strolling past a whole, horny array of skin-flicks. Each time we passed another lewed foyer, her fingers tightened their grip on my arm. We finally decided on a foreign double-bill, ‘Nympho Madness’ and ‘Danish Ball’. I could feel her body heating up even as I paid for the tickets. By the time we got inside the dark theatre, her breath was hoarse and rapid, and she pressed her luscious tits against my shoulder while we found seats. “The back is best”, she whispered, already entranced by the horny images on the screen. A beautiful girl lay spread-eagled on a beach, her blonde pussy exposed and juicy for the camera. Her fingers grazed across it’s shimmering lips, idly dabbing at her clit and sliding into the deep, pink wetness while she threw back her pretty head, and sighed. Read more
One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater. Apparently, due to being a late show, during the middle of the week, there weren’t many people in the room. We sat in the back to get the view of the picture and of the others that were watching it too. Well, the movie that we were watching was a romantic thriller that was going around. The movie was starting to get interesting, when as the actors started to get into one of the make-out scenes, my date had placed her hand on my lap and started to rub my throbbing member. I didn’t expect this from this girl, since this was our first date out, and guess that she was showing some interest, in both the movie and myself.
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I decided to take appropriate action; my hand moved onto her leg, and started to trace it’s way up under her skirt. I could feel her move, to allow my hand better access to her pussy. I stopped for a second; It just came to me that she wasn’t wearing any panties at all, and that my fingers were touching her moist,dripping vulva. As I probed her canal with one of my fingers, i could hear my zipper being undone and feel my throbbing member being taken out of its restraints. After a few moments, we were both mastrubating each other, while the actors got into it on the screen. We looked at each other, and must of thought the same thing… no one was looking and the theater wasn’t really packed… Read more
Mark dumped the laundry on top of the washer and closed the community laundry room door while Kimberly fished in her shorts for the quarters. He watched as her soft sweat shorts bobbed around, displaying her tight thighs and ass beneath. He knew she was out of panties and he would have to do little to get an unobstructed view of her beauty. He himself was in his last clean t-shirt, and the swim trunks that he had worn for the last three days. He too was out of underwear and was willing his penis not to tent out the nylon of his shorts.
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She finally found the roll of quarters and started dumping them into the two machines they needed. She bent over the machines to throw in the separated laundry and add soap. Mark could see her breasts hanging down freely, barely held by her middy t-shirt and he got a great view of the sweat material cupping her tender buttocks. Unable to control himself, he reached out cupping her cheeks in his hands. She smiled over her shoulder, pouring soap and wiggling her can at the same time. “Can’t you wait til we get back to the apartment?” Read more
