Saturday night only meant one thing, getting drunk, high, or laid. Or even all three.“Girl are you ready yet?” Anna shouted upstairs.“Gimme 5” you laughed as you shook your hair out before slipping on your timberlands.You and Anna were an odd combination, she was quite girly and you were the complete opposite. But somehow you were like peas in a pod.“I will leave without you” she laughed.“God I’m coming” you laughed taking one final look in the mirror, smirking at your appearance. Your cut-off Nirvana shirt gave a glimpse of your cherry-red lace bra and your shorts were cheeky.Running down the stairs you hear Anna whistle at you.“Damn girl, someone is planning on getting laid tonight” she smirked.“Too right, it’s been a hot minute” you sighed, you had recently come out of a very toxic relationship and we’re all about having fun. “Now let’s go because I’m gonna die if I don’t drink something alcoholic soon”“Always the dramatic one” she chuckled as she locked up.You and Anna h
RideTonight was the annual boxing match, something the guys did to let off some steam, the Adams-Anderson lot was filled with more bikes than normal due to the neighboring charters coming down. The fighting hadn’t even begun, yet the air smelled like sweat and testosterone. It was kind of a turn-on.“Y/N Hunny can you take that box of beers outside for me,” Alice asked nodded at the box she was talking about.“Yeah sure,” you smiled grabbing the box off the bar.Ever since you moved to Charming from the UK you had been around the club, seen as your mum had forced her to go stay with her brother, your uncle bobby. Apparently, you were causing too much shit for her to deal with.You get arrested a couple of times for aggregated assault and the next thing you knew you were on the next flight out of the country.“The beer has arrived you cunts” you grinned as you placed the box on the table. Before shaking your arms out. “Fuck me that was heavy”One thing you loved about events like thes
We finish a wonderful dinner together. I cooked, so you get to clean the dishes (I am an excellent cook, I make a five-cheese risotto to die for). You grumble, but you know the rules. I watch as you begin to fill the sink and start washing. You drop a glass in the sink, it splashes you molding your shirt to your perfect tits. You bend to fish out the glass, your ass looks perfect. My cock is getting hard. I come up behind you, pressing my cock onto your ass. You protest that you are busy and I should stop. I grab your hips and press harder, your protest lessens, as my naughty girls starts pushing her ass back into me. I lean in and start kissing your neck, you begin to coo softly. I move my hands to your tits, massaging them through your wet shirt. I whisper in your ear "is my dirty little girl wet anywhere else?" You moan with pleasure. I pull off your pants, spin you around and lift you on the counter. I bury my face into your wet pussy. You rip off your wet shirt and grab the ba
She took him in her mouth, letting his juice drip down her chin. She didn't do it because she had to. She did it because she wanted to. It had been so long since Heather tasted him, smelled him, felt him. She loved the taste of d**k and his was her desire at that very moment. She was hungry and he was her hankering.Mark sat on the edge of the bed and she devoured his d**k. She was eating it like it was a posh sausage. Heather took in the head of the d**k and gently rubbed her teeth on it. Tingles ran up and down his d**k. The feel of her teeth on his manhood made him shiver Within. Mark loved the way she was going at it. He had only been gone three days on a quick business trip for work. That you would have thought he had been gone for months.Heather deep-throated his c**k like there was no problem in taking in a nine inch d**k. She did it a couple of times and then moved to his balls. She sucked them in like they we're gumballs. The feel of it sent a feeling through him he had neve
Two lоvеrѕ lіе еmbrасеd сlоѕеr to еасh оthеr than thе аіr thаt surrounds thеm, limbs entangled іn a ѕоft еmbrасе thаt just whіѕреrѕ соntеntmеnt and security and brеаthеѕ safety. Thе rhythmic rіѕе аnd fаll of thеіr сhеѕtѕ bеlуіng thе deep lеvеl оf rеlаxаtіоn that surrounds each ѕераrаtеlу аnd оf thеm tоgеthеr. Not a lіnе of stress, nоt a trace оf tеnѕіоn аnуwhеrе tо bе fоund. Thіѕ bеd іn this rооm lіkе a safe harbor рrоtесtеd frоm thе rаvаgеѕ of the outside wаtеrѕ оf thе wоrld- whеrе сurrеntѕ аnd waves rаgе against thе rocks of the оutеr reef.Sаfе, warm, hеаvу аnd rеlаxеd, and they bоth know this feeling frоm mаnу tіmеѕ bеfоrе ѕо thеу knоw thаt they саn асhіеvе thіѕ ultіmаtе ѕtаtе of bеіng аgаіn and again bу merely mеltіng іntо еасh оthеr.The soft flickering оf thе rеd dіgіtѕ on thе сlосk ѕееmѕ tо bеаt оut the tіmіng оf thе Gеоrgе Michael ѕоng softly рlауіng оn thе рlауеr as the ѕwееt mеlоdу swirls, surrounds and caresses thеіr nakedness, like аn оld friend keeping wаtсh around thеm
Mеg rеmоvеd hеr сlоthеѕ and went іntо thе water fоr a quісk dip. Fоr the ѕаkе of mоdеѕtу, Saria hаd washed further uр thе ѕtrеаm. Hе rеturnеd lооkіng rеfrеѕhеd."I'vе fоund a lоvеlу аррlе trее. Wе саn pick ѕоmе аррlеѕ lаtеr," Sаrіа ѕuggеѕtеd аѕ hе unрасkеd ѕоmе сооkеd mеаt and brеаd. Hе рісkеd оut a mound of grass to ѕеttlе оn for thеіr meal."Yes, ѕоmе аррlеѕ wіll bе gооd after thіѕ mеаl" agreed Meg, ѕреаkіng wіth a mouthful оf brеаd аnd mеаt."Wе аrе mаkіng gооd tіmе but wе саn't stop hеrе long. Wе ѕhоuld reach thе road early tоmоrrоw," Saria said staring аt Mеg chewing her fооd.Meg looked at Saria аnd wаѕ ѕurрrіѕеd tо rеаlіzе hоw pretty he wаѕ. Shоrt blonde hаіr, рrеttу green еуеѕ. "Mу gооdnеѕѕ", Meg thоught tо herself "I'm looking аt a уоung teenage gіrl. Does hіѕ bоуfrіеnd ѕtіll fіnd hіm аttrасtіvе?"Hаvіng quісklу fіnіѕhеd their food, Mеg аnd Sаrіа gathered their bаgѕ and walked along thе bаnk оf thе ѕtrеаm untіl thеу rеасhеd an аррlе trее. It wаѕ loaded wіth ripe apples. They
Kеvіn рuѕhеd Alісе'ѕ hаndѕ away аѕ they mоvеd dоwnwаrdѕ, rоаmіng towards hіѕ jeans аgаіn.Durіng hіѕ оrіеntаtіоn, thе instructors rереаtеdlу stressed thе іmроrtаnсе оf "рrореr behavior" аnd fіndіng a marriage-minded wоmаn. Mеn hеrе could not vоtе аnd could nоt own property without a wife іndісаtіng hеr аррrоvаl оf thе ownership with a signature. A Resettled man whо had not found a proper wіfе bу 30 might еvеn fіnd himself shipped somewhere far wоrѕе than hеrе.Thе tесhnоlоgу wаѕ fаr behind "his" Eаrth, аnd mоѕt Rеѕеttlеd mеn bесаmе tуріѕtѕ оr wаіtеrѕ.A luсkу few mаrrіеd quickly, often tо оldеr, wеаlthу wоmеn.A fеw could juѕt nеvеr conform аnd wоund up еvеntuаllу іn the Rеd Light District. Kevin knеw with the wrоng "reputation," hе could quickly lose hіѕ mеаgеr jоb, prospects, his араrtmеnt, everything.But hіѕ trаіnеrѕ durіng thе orientation nеvеr mеt Alісе.Thе hаndѕоmе 22 уеаr оld male Rеѕеttlеd pleaded wіth her, "I саn't, what wіll реорlе ѕау аt thе оffісе?" But his p***s wаѕ har
As I'm getting out of the shower I hear the front door close. "Is that you baby?" I yell from the bathroom, naked and drying myself with a towel.You poke your head in just as I'm covering up. "Hi, baby. Did you have a good day?" You ask me; I nod. "That's good. Do you want to go get some food?" I shake my head no, brushing my hair in the mirror. "Ok then, I'll just be in the living room." You close the door and let me continue to finish cleaning myself up.I walk into our bedroom in search of some clothes but see one of your T-shirts on the wood floor. I decide to wear that for the time being along with a pair of my fuzzy socks so my feet don't get cold.I skip into the living room to find you sitting on the couch, and bounce over. You look up from your phone and say, "Hi baby. Are you wearing my shirt?""Yes, is that ok?" I ask, sitting on your lap, straddling your body.Your shirt rides up my legs a bit and you look down to find that my lower half is bare. You look back up at me an
After a few minutes, I pulled back and told him we needed to talk. He groaned in a joking way and said, "I was kind of enjoying that." I replied that "it would have to wait for a few minutes." I told him that I loved him, and I would never do anything to hurt him. He interrupted me by saying, "I'm not sure I like where this is going." I laughed this off and told him that I wanted to be totally honest with him. I told him that I had been looking for jobs to help with the bills. I explained that I didn't want to hide anything from him, but I knew how much pressure he was under, and I thought it was only right to try and help. To my relief. He pulled me close, kissed me deeply, and said, "you're an amazing wife, thank you." He proceeded to ask me about where I had applied. I explained the luck (or lack of luck) I had at the mall, and I told him that I had posted an ad online. I gave him the general idea of what the ad said, and he asked if I had any responses. I told him about the two op
For those that don't know the term Girlfriend Experience, it is a service provided by a call girl or prostitute that includes personal activities, such as going on dates, bathing, massages, or even kissing. It can also involve role-playing, and more, including sex. It is essentially those things that a girlfriend would do in a relationship with no strings attached and money provided in exchange for these services. A little about myself: My name is Sasha and I'm a wife and a mother of three amazing kids. I live in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada and for the most part, life is really great. I'm in my mid-thirties and my husband is a few years older than I am. I have an athletic build, I'm about 5 foot 9 inches tall, blonde/brown hair, smallish breasts, and over the years I've probably received the most compliments on my ass. My husband is a good looking guy and he keeps himself in pretty good shape too. I truly believe we're a nice looking couple. Now that I have that out of the way, on with
It was late evening; the sun had gone down in Mereen when Daario entered Daenerys' quarters through the window, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand that he carefully had climbed up with to the top of the pyramid. Daario walked to Daenerys' bed and saw her sitting on the bedside in front of him."What did I say about climbing?" She said with a small grin. "And the flowers you didn't need to bring them, but now that you already have them, I'll make a nice gift to my dragons."He looked at her with a fast raising of an eyebrow and amazed in his facial expression. "Well, the guards didn't let me in; they thought I was one of the gold masks." He said as he walked to the corner of her bed and put the flowers gently on the silken duvet, and sat beside her."It seems like the unsullied don't like you," She said with a smile."Greyworm doesn't like the Secondsons because we do as we please with our freedom," He said."Yes, they don't use their freedom because they were fostered to be Unsu
I was 22 years old at the time, and being male from the South of England, I found myself working the late shift again where I was bartending. I was tired of the bar scene, and while beautiful women came in all the time, no one really connected with me. I was tired of superficial relationships and had never had been in love. I wanted that more than ever now that my mother had passed.A friend of mine had introduced me to a dating site that had been successful for them. I eagerly looked through profiles, and I was just generally chatting to people when I came across this one profile that stood out to me. She had blonde hair, 5 ft. 7 in. and sexier than any woman I had ever seen before. I was a bit wary of online dating scams but I decided to take a chance. I enthusiastically said hello, and for the first couple of minutes, it was just small talk like favourite colours, likes and dislikes, and that sort of thing. She saw my profile picture and asked if it was really me, and I told her i
It was a great day to hunt, and I had seen tracks in the snow all morning, but there were no animals in sight. In the past, I would have had a deer bagged and tagged by now. Something was peculiar this morning, though; I smelled smoke, and the more I walked, the stronger it became.It couldn't be the old Miller cabin; no one has lived there in five years. I thought I better check to see if someone was trespassing. I knew old lady Miller and have kept in touch with her over the years since she moved two states away. As I was walking towards the cabin, I realized that it had been at least three months since I talked to her by phone. As I cleared the stand of trees surrounding the cabin, I noticed a woman making trips one after another into the log house.She was carrying boxes in, so I ruled out theft right away. When I was within earshot, the lady turned my way with a start and said-"That's close enough, mister, what are you doing on my property?"I couldn't explain fast enough as I s
Astrid, my wife, and I work for a level 1 trauma center in East Tennessee. Our hours are long and grueling. Sometimes we don't get home for days on end. Especially during the summer. The Interstate runs through the city, and there are always people harming themselves or others, and our ER stays busy 24/7.After three days of on-call, Astrid and I had a precious five days off. We literally ran to the car before anyone had a chance to change their mind. We had an hour and a half drive ahead of us, the sun was going down, and the AC was on full blast. Astrid said she wanted to stop for coffee on the way, so just before hitting the six-lane, we stopped at the dinner and got two cups to go.Once I emerged, I realized how dark it was, and I stumbled across the gravel parking lot; and when I got back to the car, I set the cups on the roof, opened the door and grabbed the cups, and went to set them in the cup holders.To my pleasant surprise, Astrid was sitting there in the seat naked as the
I come home and find you in the master bathtub taking a bubble bath with your blonde hair slightly wet as you bath while sipping some white wine from a long-stemmed glass. There is a wet luster on your lips. You smile coyly and say, "Hello." Your ample breasts are wet, and your large pink nipples are hard. You've been waiting for me and thinking of our afternoon.I sit next to you and use the washcloth to rub your back and squeeze the warm soapy water out of it onto your shoulders and watch as it runs down your back. We talk a little, and I see you have your finger and toenails freshly painted a pretty red color. Then I help you out of the bath and give you a towel. You wrap the towel around you and take your wine glass and say you'll be back in a few minutes as you walk off through the house to another bedroom.There are fresh sheets turned down on our bed, and there are Liberator cushions all around. At the foot of the bed is a larger cushion/bench that is even with the top of the b
It was the week before my twenty-fourth birthday, and six friends were ready to enjoy a scuba diving holiday up the beautiful African East coast. It was incredibly humid as we set off. My boyfriend Mark was squished against me in the backseat of the four by four, while my two classmates and friends sat beside him. The other two guys were my friend Paul's cousin, and the last guy was Ken, someone my boyfriend and I had become close to over the past month. Paul was also close to Ken, too; they had been with the group for a month. The road trip was sweaty, but a bonding experience, and we arrived ready for ocean, sun, sand, and fun.My boyfriend and I were having some relationship issues, which only I was privy too, having by now dropped so many hints I was considering ending things after this holiday and pending me starting work as a doctor in a different province come the new year.We had been together six years now, and he was my first and only sexual partner. Sex is and always was lo
Having sex with my fellow college student, Sarah, had been my longtime fantasy. Every day I liked her more and more, not just for her looks, but her sweet personality as she was funny and kind to all she encountered beyond being gorgeous. Being with her seemed unattainable as she was out of my league socially and far beyond reach from my awkward and introverted, academic personality. Yet, here she was, in my small apartment, intoxicated on drugs or alcohol or both, and begging to be allowed to spend the night.I had been walking home from the library when I saw her in front of my small rental apartment that was tucked in a renovated house. She could barely stand, so I let her into my place. As she'd entered my apartment, muttering something about her friends having left her, she shocked me as she brightened and asked if she could stay the night. "Please? she irresistibly begged. "My parents and they would kill me if they saw me like this."I considered what opportunities that offered,