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The Internet is for Porn – Remastered "Phew, finally done!" Sam exclaimed. She worked on her homework all morning and now, as the sun was setting she was free to seek her favorite Sunday past time: exploring the internet. Sam closed her books and went to the window, she pulled the curtains close, the room was lit with the crimson sunset, but she had her privacy. She sat back at her desk, turned on the PC and waited for Windows to load. Sam might come off as the geeky girl, but she was anything but. The 18 years old bombshell had a slim figure which contrasted with her ample breasts. Last she checked they were a G cup, but Sam read somewhere on the net that puberty can last until 21 or even 22, so growing wasn't out of the question. If she wanted she could have been the queen of the class in a jiffy, yet she was shy beyond belief. Sunday was her day, her parents went out and will come back only tomorrow night. It was almost a regular ritual for Sam, she opened the browser, put
Doctor Brenner jerked awake when the alarms began blaring. For a moment, her world was nothing but a total confusion of flashing red lights and screeching noise. She stumbled to her feet, knocking over the chair she was sitting in and spilling documents and folders onto the floor. The chair tangled her legs, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto her ass. “Fuck!” She hissed, her tailbone aching and her high-heels scrabbling on the polished concrete floor. The sharp pain and accompanying surge of adrenaline helped to clear away the cobwebs and she remembered where she was. This was her office, a cramped little research office filled with test results, field reports and endless stacks of containment records. The Facility produced literal tons of paperwork every year. Digital storage was particularly vulnerable to Anomalies and so everything had to have a hard copy...and a backup hard copy...and two other backup copies to be shipped off-site. She had been working late,
In a sleek and modern home, two women sat in a richly decorated room, spotless from top to bottom. One wall was a solid glass pane featuring a view of the sprawling hills that soon turned into the bright lights of a densely populated city. The two attractive ladies sat on a pristine white couch with their eyes locked on the enormous television before them, though one of them was suspiciously fidgeting. “Something the matter, sweety?” Heather called out to her step-daughter in a sing-song voice that seemed to be perpetually seductive. It was slightly titillating to the listener, no matter the person’s sex or orientation. She placed a soft hand on her step-daughter’s thigh, her nails painted with a light pink gloss. That— is the matter, step-mom, Amy thought as she got a tingly feeling at her mother’s contact, imagining it inching towards her crotch. That outfit of yours doesn’t help, she thought half in appreciation and half in frustration. Having just turned 18, her
is hairy feet tickled their way up her calf and roused her from her sleep. She was in his arms facing up and he was whispering incoherent ticklish nothings to the back of her neck. The warm breath would make its way into her ear and the hair on her nape would stand on end as if excited to listen to the whispers. His right hand cupped her right butt cheek and spread it to release the lips from their clasp at each other. His middle finger ran along her pussy lip and felt her moist and warmth a little above her body temperature. He kissed her shoulder as his hand moved gently along her thigh. He lifted and she complied. Her foot kicked up and reached for the ceiling as she curled and wriggled her toes in the air above her. She was not fully awake yet so he took his hand back down to rub on her mound. She let out a gasp and opened herself up even more as she writhed and winced as if in pain. It was interesting to watch how pleasure and pain could almost never be told apart. Same as love
It was easy to get lost. He was previewing her final edit of her vlog episode and she was looking stunning. Her eyes glistened as they darted around in front of the mild fluorescent lights that lit up her face. He could tell that is not all that lit up her face though. Behind her nervous twitching and pauses in between takes, she threw a glance at him behind the scenes and he could sense it calmed her down a bit. Even but for a moment. “So what do you think?” She asked as she stared right into his eyes. She had mastered this thing where she could draw you into her face. Her big, brown eyes like a whirlpool sucking him in. It is indeed easy to get lost. “I think,…” he paused dramatically, bit his lower lip without breaking contact and got up so that he slightly towered over her. Reached for both her hands and said “you are perfect.” Her soft fingers disappeared between his own and she held on tight as he leaned in for a light kiss. She broke it off and asked, “I
One day as I took the elevator to my office I came across Dianne who grew up in my neighborhood. She was always the nice and quiet one while her sister Debbie was the wild one. I had not seen Dianne since she graduated from college. I heard that she got a job with a the government but that was it. One day I ran into her as she was heading to a meeting. I invited her to stop by my office when she was free. A few days later she stopped by and we chit chatted about her job and why she was in the building. She had one of those government jobs that couldn’t be discussed. We talked about where she lived, Coronado. Was she dating, No…he was too immature. What she did for fun..nothing really. So I invited her to drive to San Diego and meet me and my friends for Happy Hour. She said that she would think about it and get back to me. I also extended the use of one of our offices just in case she was in the building and needed to hang out in between meetings. She was super appreciative of thi
“Oh my God! There are so many gals we’re going to fuck for the first time today!” I could see Vanessa was getting turned on too. Well, many women were! I’m just rapidly approaching the edge of a climax! “Bethany, were we really going to get into this aHHHHmg!” The dildo pushed up her large, soft breasts and she arched her back as the blow blew up into her back. She couldn’t be more thrilled. I plowed into her pussy, completely slick with her juices, in and out further than I had ever been in here before. I literally came in and out of her for five minutes or so. Her pussy stretched around me as I fucked her. She began crying out my name, young dear. “Oh, yes, yes, yes. I’m cumming. I’m cumming!” I was just turning into a milker. So, the fun didn’t stop. The streets got very far and ended up being deserted. I collapsed on top of Bethany’s backside. Mrs. B to Bethany felt as harried as anybody could believe. She didn’t understand why her best friend cou
Here we are; I've been trying to find the right combination of words for my husband. Now, as a professional, while I would never admit it openly, you win great praise from others in the room, not your husband. So, you are a really good husband, that he has done us all good. Now Julie-Lara, why don't you use a word you know; the way the writer of work told me should sound when the word is used.. Again, it has been good for us and and we have thrived. Sheesh. His brother Marvin got drunk and made some gifts for the company; a steampunk jewelry set. "Look, I want to marry you, Julie," Marvin says in regret. My brain registers his conditional resignation--he will no longer be sex alive. In our little world, I love the quiet,. am a throbbing motion machine modder; wow, I loved music, dance here and there; and seduce a store clerk. Tune line. Boot knot--but it is still an onetime event. Now, I heed Marvin's admonition, to get as crisp and sweet a tune as possible. Patience
We were attending my son's wedding and he had put all the in-laws and outlaws in a beach house. About one in the morning most folks were sleeping. We could hear voices in the kitchen as we crept down squeaky stairs. The voices stopped. Had they heard us? We give each other a look and my wife slides past me and walks into the kitchen. I hear her grab a glass and start the faucet. With a blanket tucked under my arm, I sneak out the front door. The door makes a noisy click as I close it. I run across the street into the bushes that separate the street from the beach. I’m watching the front door when I feel a hand on my shoulder. “Gotcha”, she hisses. “Where did you come from?” She kisses me and her tongue tastes salty from her sweat. “Who cares, let’s go.” Hand in hand we walk down the path that leads to the beach. Then down to the water. The Moon is bright, and the tide is out. We look one way and then the other. No one is in sight. We go back to
Then Dana put another hand on my leg. I was leaning against her arm and she by connecting her fingers between them giving me the best massage I have ever had. Dana has always made me feel so calm and at peace before bathing my body. I think she had other ideas but she just stuck to it and went back to servicing me. Loving me like that made me feel like she wanted to take me to every kind of state I could think of. God that was the sexiest thing ever and I just don't think anyone down there can get enough of it. I lay there with the quickie running a long time with my hips pitched forward and spreading myself all over the rug. My semi elastic underwear threw off easily and I have to admit that I did enjoy the feel of my pants slipping over me. "That is something you were inspired to try, one of those rollers people have to get dressed themselves with." I could hear the bathroom door open so I was not surprised by the door opening enough for her to steer my limp cock into the bath
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