"Damn it, sis," he whined, coming towards me. "Do you know what all these are?"
"My clothes, Owen."
"Yes, Alicia, including your bra and underwear too. Do you know how uncomfortable it makes me seeing your dirty undergarments on the bathroom floor? I love you to death, but you're driving me nuts, though."
"Okay," I said, getting up with him. "Just to be clear, when Veronica, Cindy, and Kristen all did that, did you rip their heads off, Owen? No, you didn't, why, because you were having sex with all of them. It's a double standard and its bullshit."
"Maybe it is, but it's not like you hated any of them."
"I did actually, they were all bitchy, maybe that was because they had big tits, don't you think, bro? I'm your sister, but you're not exactly hiding even some intimate stuf
"Oh, it's a lesbian couple, how sexy? A hot light brunette with a pretty dirty blonde," I muttered, pulling up to them.
"Thank you for coming," the blonde said, getting in the back first.
"You're welcome. I'm Cynthia," I introduced myself as the brunette got in as well.
"Cool," the brunette added, before kissing the blonde. "Why are you staring? Do you not like lesbians?"
"Oh, no, of course not," I made clear, putting my hands up a bit. "You're both just stunning if that's okay to say," I stammered.
The blonde leaned up to me. "Well, Cynthia, I'm Erin, and that's my girlfriend Patty, and this is for you," she mentioned, handing me a single bill.
I grabbed it and looked at it. 'A hundred-dollar bill for a five-mile ride?'
"Just let us have some fun back here on the dri
"Hello, Chad, I'm Rita," she said, putting her hand out to him.
He got up and shook her hand. "I remember, but it's nice to meet you again. You're a lucky woman, I didn't even know my dad was seeing anyone, but don't get me wrong."
"Okay, and this is my daughter, Rina," she introduced me as I strolled towards him.
"So, Rita and Rina?" he asked, putting his hand out to me.
"I know, people have mixed us up countless times because our names are so alike, but she's like twenty-seven years older than me."
"Twenty-five, I'm just saying, hun," my mom corrected me, before pecking my head. "I know we've had a little face time, but your dad and I would like to give us a little time alone to get acquainted."
"You'll like her son," his dad added before they left.
My eyes went ove
My mom and I went into our bedroom and sat down on my bed. I closed the door and calmly came to her, but I surely didn't know what to expect from her as I sat next to her. I was still ready to find out because after having sex with Rosalyn in front of her, I had to think about something huge with her.
"I'm biased as hell, but you're a beyond stunning young woman, Lena. If you're willing to get this close to me, then I can't turn you down," she explained, before kissing me. "I'd hope your mom would support us, and so you know, there's not a day that I don't miss her. I'm sure Kat feels the same way about her late husband."
"Okay, Mom, just remember: once we do it, we can't undo it."
"I know, but I love you so much that it'll be okay," she whispered, before kissing me again.
Tha
"Shit, I gotta go," I whined, rushing to my locker.
I opened it and put my books away, although, then it suddenly shut.
"What the fuck, Veronica?" I bitched, looking at her.
"How much longer do I have to put up with your lesbian ass?"
"Well," I said, grabbing the combination knob again. "You could drop out, then neither of us will have to see each other ever again," I explained, opening it. "What the fuck's your problem anyway? Can't you stop being such a homophobe?" I asked, taking out my other clothes.
"Oh, you're a masseuse? You're one lucky bitch if you get to see naked women professionally? Wow, I'd be jealous if I was a lesbian."
"Well, too bad," I added, shutting the door.
I stood there expecting her to speak, but I only noticed she checked my breasts out a bit
I opened her bedroom door up completely, saw her hyper ventilating, and I strolled right to her. “Stella, you can't be so nervous, he's just a guy. He won't bite you, unless you ask him to," I chuckled. "Just go on your date and whatever happens, happens, you know what I mean?"
We both laughed, and I sat on her left side.
“I don't think I'm ready yet, it is just not the right timing. Fuck, I don't know," she told me, aiming her head down and dispensing tears.
My right arm swung up, went over her neck and leaned off her right shoulder. “Push yourself and you'll be happy with the results. You'll have someone else to be with, maybe even someone that loves you," I told her, bringing her face towards mine.
Our arms went around each other, and I felt her heart string
"Oh, fuck James, Donnie, fill up my glass," I whined, putting it out.
"Gwen, I know you're hurting," Donne pointed out, slanting the bottle down and pouring the wine. "I'm just saying, don't go nuts."
"I'm not going nuts, I'm getting drunk, there's a huge difference, Donnie," I groaned before turning my head. "You get me right, Eric?"
"He kind of has a point. We're on our third bottle now, and you've drunk most of the first two," Eric reminded me, rubbing my arm.
Then they both sat down, but only sipped their drinks.
"Trust me, you'll feel a lot better when you get the alcohol in your stomach. Now, not thinking about James, just..." I muttered before I lied back. "Crap, I don't know what went wrong, guys? He loved you two, but maybe I just wasn't enough for him. I mean if a
"Hey, Mr. Elis," I said as the door opened.
"Hello, Amanda. I swear, you look prettier every time I see you, and I see your brown hair is getting long now."
"Thank you, Mr. Elis, is Chase here?"
"No, didn't he tell you, he's got some things to do with Brian and Sal now. Probably shouldn't be more than a couple of hours, but you know where his room is, though, so you're welcome to wait for him if you want. I tried texting him a little while ago, but he didn't answer. You could also hang out with me, but I'm just an old dude."
"I'll just wait for him in his room, but I'm sure you'd rather spend time alone, rather than with your son's girlfriend," I replied, coming in the house with him. "Unless you really just want some company," I put out there, turning back to him.
"No, rea
Okay, I gotta head to work now," Dan said, before kissing me. "I'll see you two after work. Bye, Gabe."
"See you later, Dad," Gabe replied, waving.
He left the kitchen and then I glanced at Gabe. "Hey, Gabe, could I ask you something?"
"Sure, what's on your mind?" he pondered, strolling to the fridge.
I watched him rummage through it for a moment as I was four feet away, and I clenched my fists. I couldn't seem to let the words flow out of my mouth, even after he rose back up and I saw his face again. He looked at me, but didn't say anything back as he shut the fridge door.
I took an extra deep breath. "Your eighteenth birthday is just coming up next month, and I was just wondering if there was something extra special I could get you. There has gotta be something that maybe
"Oh, that's nice, let me fuck you hard," he mumbled, from his bedroom.
The thought came to my head that I caught him masturbating, as I stood outside the bedroom door. As a horny eighteen-year-old woman, my desire made me look in there.
The door cracked, and the view of him masturbating with his long and thick cock entered my vision. As it only poked out of his pants, my eyes locked onto it as his hand stroked it quickly.
A grin appeared on my face, so the top row of my teeth could be seen. My hand made the trip into my panties, and my fingers went into my slit. Next to positive that no one would come out and see, I took the risk.
Then cum ejected from both my pussy and his cock. It went everywhere on him and his bed, and I took a mental note. The door slowly c
"Hey, sis," I said, walking in the door into her house. "How are you?" I pondered, putting my bags down.
"I'm good, sis, now give me a hug," she added, before hugging me.
"Damn, Alexis, you two are in your forties now, and you still call each other 'sis'?" Louie asked, coming towards us.
"Yes," she answered, turning to him. "It's not our fault you're an only child and can't understand why we call each other that, but we do, so deal with it."
"Alexis, I didn't say I had a problem; it was just an observation. You're my wife, and can get away with murder as far as I'm concerned."
"Okay, Louie, don't make any more observations like that then, got it?"
"Yes, Alexis," he answered, coming to me. "Hi, Melinda," he greeted me, hugging me. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine," I res
"I bullshit you not, Holly, last night, I found a dick that I could not deep throat. It was in fact too massive, even for me. After I gagged the third time, I was done. I just couldn't do it."
"Seriously, Eve? Don could just pop in at any moment. I don't need my eighteen-year-old son hearing about my thirty-four-year-old big chested friend's sexual conquests," she warned me, grabbing some plates for the cabinet.
"What?" I asked, bringing my hands to my boobs. "He is an adult now, he can handle it."
She stopped right in front of me. "The short dark blue dress is just letting those puppies off their leash too and puppies definitely need one," she pointed out, before she walked past me out of the kitchen.
"If you say so, but my puppies hate that leash," I reminded
"What's your name?" the guard asked.
"Tamera Wilson."
"And your relationship to the inmate, Mr. Farn?"
"I'm his girlfriend."
"Oh," he said, breaking eye contact. "So, you're here for a conjugal visit then?"
"Yes."
He failed to comment further and let me into the back. I kept smiling the whole time and felt giddy too. I wasn't sure how he'd react, but I was more than curious to find out indeed.
"Okay, you've been stripped of all metal objects and things of that nature, Ms. Wilson," the guard said, before turning to me. "You have an hour with the inmate, so make it count."
"I will, and thank you," I replied, before I went into the room. 'There he is, sitting there and waiting. I just hope you're not disappointed,' I thought, before I made the floor creak.
He turne
"Happy anniversary," I muttered, coming up behind her and smooching her neck.
"You remembered?" she pondered, angling her head back.
"Yes," I answered, placing my hands on her breasts and pecking her neck. "On this day last year, I met you. You made me wait seventeen days and four dates for me to feel these, but..." I moaned, squeezing them. "The wait was worth it."
"Just to be clear, you love me, and not my boobs, right?"
"Can't I love all three?"
"Yes," she snickered, turning around. "Happy anniversary, even though we're not married," she said before planting her hands on my back and kissing me.
"I love you anyway, Tiffany," I mentioned, letting my palms on her butt.
"I love you too, Jason. Are you sure you don't mind having Lexie join us for dinner?"
"No, she's
"You see, Brian," I pointed out, bringing my head forward. "We're not the only couple that holds hands. They look like they've been married for over twenty years and they're holding hands too."
"We're at year twenty-six," the man informed me as they stopped. "You're newlyweds I'm guessing?"
"Yes," I answered before I smooched Brian's cheek. "I'm Cadence, and this is Brian. We're on our honeymoon now," I replied before a pause grinning. "Wow, twenty-six years? Damn, you two look happy."
"We came here on our honeymoon all those years ago, but of course this place has had a facelift or two since then, but we still manage to book a visit here at least once a year. I'm Ron and this my adoring wife Tammy," he mentioned, wrapping his arms around her with his chest to her back. "A great
We both took the older couple's hands, and they brought us up. Even as we were slightly naked, we all just stood there for a moment and stared into their eyes. I had Ron in front of me while Tammy was in front of Brian.
Although, I peeked at Brian for a few seconds, and he did the same. We both had small smiles on our faces with a hint of confusion though. We just nodded, but then he went right to me and kissed me.
He placed his hands on my butt and brought me even closer to him. They got the opportunity to watch us make out for a few minutes, and I let my hands over onto his wood. I rubbed it through his trunks for a moment, and then our lips parted.
"If it turns us into them, why not, babe?" Brian asked.
"Just be careful with your baby maker, if you let it off the leash, it
"So, this is still in your price range, but close to the higher number," I said, leading the way. "Obviously, it's up to you."
"I like it, Ray; it's spacious."
"Yes, it is, but that does reflect on the price tag. I could tell you liked it from the second I saw your face, Ashley."
"Yeah, so?" she giggled, stopping them both.
I turned back to see them kissing, but looked away. I jiggled a bit, but respected both the client's privacy. They made out for a moment, and I just waited for them to continue the tour. I wasn't sure how long they'd keep going, but I was willing to wait.
"I love you," Ray mumbled.
"I love you too," Ashley added, before coming my way. "Sorry, Lindzee."
"It's okay," I mentioned, peeking at them.
We continued the tour, and they stayed together the
I walked up onto the boardwalk on a bright summer day, just heading to work. I calmly walked down the boardwalk as several others used it to get where they needed to go in New Jersey in 1928.
Unfortunately for me, I needed to keep a close eye out. "Pay no attention to me, I'm just a simple man that operates a barber shop," I whispered, entering my place of work, wearing a white work shirt and tan pants.
I walked in and shut the door. "Good," I muttered, strolling towards the back.
I made my way back there passing the chairs, mirrors and the rest of my barber supplies. I looked back towards the front door and saw people walking by, but not looking inside my shop.
I opened the door in the back and quickly entered. "So, how are we doing?"
"Good, we have sev
“You are in the pool again, Eric?" she asked, walking on the sidewalk towards our underground pool, wearing a white blouse and black skirt through the summer heat as the sun was toasting everything in sight even at six o clock in the evening.
“Yes, how was work?” I wondered, treading in the water.
“To sum it up: bullshit," she answered, as her hands met her hips.
“Well, why don't you get into your bikini and take a dip with me?” I offered, grinning.
“Well, I'd love to, but I just wanna lie down for awhile. They have me working nonstop lately," she replied, stretching out her arms and legs.
“Well, okay, go relax for a while."
Then she brought her left hand to her head to mop away the sweat.
“Oh, fuck it. I can at least come in for a few minu
My girlfriend, Tori, caught me cheating and immediately had me feeling like shit. As I already felt depleted physically too, I fell back into the pool. I was down under the water for about thirty seconds.
During that time, I felt much better physically. As if I went from massive pain, to none at all in a matter of seconds. I came back up to them both glaring at me on their knees.
Tori put her hand out. "I think we need to talk, Eric."
We exchanged looks. Her eyebrows were down and her teeth looked to be leaving permanent teeth marks on her bottom lip.
"Just say what you gotta say," I muttered through my teeth.
Tori stood up. "Eric, get your ass out of the pool!" she yelled, pointing at the ground.
"Okay, shit," I said, climbing out of the pool.
My name is Callie, and I'm thirty-seven. I have red hair, and I have B-cup boobs. I think you'd like to know that, I'm a lesbian. I've actually never had sex with a man. I first had sex with my best friend, Amanda. It was when I was seventeen, and she was eighteen. At first, we didn't really know what we were doing. Although, we liked it enough to try it again. After a few friendly sex sessions, we both were about to swear off men forever. We dated for about two years, and then Amanda told me she wanted to go back to the other team. I couldn't really stop her, but it led to us breaking up.
For years after that, I had a string of relationships, but nothing really serious. I really didn't have anyone I could talk to about this. My mom and dad were clueless, but told me, they'd su
I was actually having sex with my cute step daughter. It was odd, but pleasurable. Then she asked if she could return the favor, by eating me out. What could I say, she had me defenseless. I was just laying there ever so steadily, and then she began undoing my shorts. She let my green thong make an appearance, and it was go time. 'Would I completely regret letting this happen', that was the big question. I was sure this wouldn't end our marriage. Anyway, she pulled off my shorts, and came in towards my wet pussy. I still had my thong on, but she still got a big whiff of my glistening pussy.
"Oh, that's good, Callie. My mom is so damn lucky," she let me know.
"I won't argue that point," I put on the record.
She kissed my pussy through my thong, and got it really wet. I
"Oh, I remember these halls," he muttered as we walked down the main hall. "We made out for the first time right over in that small space, and you let me get to second base in the women's room over there too," he mentioned, pointing at it.
"Yes, I remember it all too well, Dwight. Especially the time we got caught in room 242 when I was blowing you. Good times, but nothing we need to relive."
"I know, but it is still nice to relish some sexy memories in our early days of our relationship. We did go to this high school in our senior years when we were both eighteen, and we just had some fun. I might add, it isn't like we got expelled for getting caught."
"No, but the principal suspended us for two weeks, remember? It is not like I regret it, and I never will, but you can't just
My lips immediately parted from his. "Shit, Dwight, we got busted again, in the same room," I giggled softly.
"I noticed, dear," he added before kissing me again.
Then I turned around. "Oh, there you are, Ms. Watson, only roughly forty-five minutes late."
"What the hell are you two doing in here?" she whined, putting her hand up. "Why are you two naked, did you shove all my stuff off my desk and have sex on it?"
"Yes, we got bored, plus this room has a history with us, Ms. Watson," I spoke, closing the gap between us.
She couldn't see me, but I knew she heard me walking towards her. Then I stopped right in front of her hand. I failed to glance back at Dwight, who I knew was eyeballing us.
"Would you two just put your clothes back on, do it before I tell the princip
She took my hand in hers as we walked. "You are gonna love my mom. She is just like me, but twenty-two years older. She still has dirty blonde hair, nice melons, and can be sweet when she wants to be."
"Really, are her hooters bigger?" I pondered, getting front of her.
"Yes, smartass," she replied, taking my other hand and looking into my green eyes. "She is just the most important person in the world to me. I just really want both of you to like each other, that's all. We've been seeing each other for over a year now and she doesn't come out this way very often. I'm sure she'll love your black hair and charming personality, but be on your toes."
"I understand," I mentioned before I kissed her. "I'll give her the full charm, sound good?"
She nodded as she broke eye contact. "S
I lifted up the blinds slightly and peeked out the window. "There she is. Oh, all five feet and six inches of her sexy beauty has returned," I moaned, prior to bringing my other hand to my crotch. "Oh, Kandace, from the light brown hair atop your head to your small, but sexy feet, you are a babe," I praised her, eyeballing the back side of her body. "I'd love to put my schlong right in your slit, if you let me," I mumbled, rubbing it.
I breathed in and out heavily and broke a small sweat too, but after she grabbed her mail, she disappeared into her apartment.
I bit my lip and strolled over into my bedroom. "Oh, if walls could talk. I'm sure that one right on the other side would tell me all the sexy business that goes on over there," I said, ambling to it. "I just know a beautiful w
"Sal, take table 12," I heard the hostess say.
I gradually turned and peeked over there. 'A pretty thirtyish brunette alone in a pink dress on a Tuesday night? And wow, she isn't even trying to hide that rack, she is giving me a hard-on now,' I thought before I calmly began walking towards her.
My eyes never drifted off her as she just looked over the menu for the moment.
Although, I still went over to her. "Hello, how are you tonight?"
She put the menu down and glanced at me. "I'm fine, Salvatore."
"You can call me 'Sal' if you'd like," I informed her, vibrating. 'Don't stare at her bosoms, don't eyeball them. If she even thinks I might be checking them out, she could get me fired. Just look towards her face,' I thought before a gap. 'Crap, she is giving me a look.'
"Ar
"One, two, three, four, we are wildcats, so we'll kick their asses a little more!!" we all chanted, while dancing around in the gym.
"Wait, wait, Hannah, did you say, 'So we'll kick their asses a little bore?'" she asked, strolling up a bit.
I walked forward and looked at her with my arms up and my eyebrows down. "For the last time, Miranda, I did not get it wrong. I've been practicing this routine for weeks now."
"Uh huh, well, let's try that again," she suggested, getting back into position.
"You fucking stupid bitch, you think just because you are the cheer captain, you can just be Cunt-zilla?" I muttered under my breath, while getting into my starting stance.
I moved my arms up and down and all around, just as the routine was.
"Hannah, are you
My hands slithered down onto her lower back just above her butt. "Oh, you like making love to your girlfriend, don't you, psycho bitch," I moaned, kissing her.
She brought her lips right off mine. "I told you not to call me that, Hannah," she reminded me, halting her thrusts.
"Come on, you are my psycho bitch, Miranda, don't forget that," I made clear, sliding my hands over to her face. "I love you."
"I love you too, but I told you not to call me that. I was a psycho bitch up until our the first day of our weird relationship, but I just don't like it."
"Okay, Miranda," I bitched, breaking eye contact. "I'll stop calling you that."
"So I get that look if I just tell you not to call me that?"
I took a deep breath and glanced back at her. "Let's not fight, we have finals co
I opened the door to the hallway and took a deep breath. "Crap, this floozy has my heart ready to break out of my chest," I whispered before walking in there.
I strolled down to the end of the hall towards where our door was. Although, I stopped about at the twenty-foot mark, and leaned my back on the wall.
I dug into my pocket and pulled it out. "Why do I love Miranda so much? She is a psycho bitch, but I can't picture my life without her now," I muttered, bringing it to my lips.
I kissed it. "If I'm willing to give the hussy this ring, I guess I love her more than any other woman, besides my mom. I never thought of doing this with Barb, Erica or any other ex-girlfriend. I hated Miranda for the first couple years I knew her because she was the cheer captain and a tart to me. I d
