“Now, Tina,” said charge nurse Melina Nash, “You seem to have settled in very well. How do you like it?”
“Oh, it’s really good.” replied eighteen year-old Tina, a student nurse of just six weeks. In their crisp uniforms, the two girls made as pretty a picture as you could hope to see: Melina, twenty four, with her fine blonde hair and pretty face was the sort of nurse who appeared in the nursing recruitment advertisements, while Tina, with her slim, boyish figure, dark eyes and short dark hair was a real stunner.
“I wonder, Tina, whether you would be able to help me with some research I’m doing for Pharmaceuticals? I need someone to check and corroborate the results.” (more…)
April smiled her perfect white smile “I shouldn’t even be here
wasting your time This was Monica’s idea”
“I see quite a bit of Monica She’s mentioned you”
“I never knew Monica was that messed up.”
“You don’t have to be messed up to see a therapist, April
Actually, Monica is quite fine.”
April detected a double connotation Monica was right, she
thought, he was a hunk (more…)
Curly-haired, grey-eyed Kirsten stood naked in front of the mirror. She was definitely pregnant, but still skinny and tight. In her fifth month she had a hard round belly, but she looked good. Her breasts were bigger, and she liked having bigger breasts. Later she might get to be just plain big, but she didn’t want to think about that yet. She’d read lots of books about being pregnant, so she understood all these changes. What she didn’t understand was why being pregnant made her so horny. None of the books mentioned being horny. She dreamed about fucking all the time. She was thinking about it now, and Martin was away on the coast working for the rest of the week with his engineer buddies. Kirsten touched herself and thought about lying down on the bed again and letting her vibrating “friend” in the bedside table satisfy this longing she had. She would have, but she sensed it wouldn’t do any good. She needed more than a vibrator. On a whim, she decided she would call Carlo. Calling him was crossing into forbidden territory, but she needed Carlo, so she would call. (more…)
So I got to seduce her. Slowly and steadily I was working towards leading her into my trap. First it was letting her open her heart to me. She would rattle endlessly about her joys and tricks. Tricks she had aplenty – how to make a fool of someone, or pulling a fast one on another, and bursting out aloud. I was privy to all those stories and many more. She had a child like innocence, when narrating all her thoughts, although she was just about eighteen.
But she would protect Her self zealously. Any attempts of mine to casually touch her were repulsed. So there I would be fuming and fretting within, for failing in making any headway into her heart and body. Till one day, I held her hand and kissed it. Oh what a yell she gave – NO, I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO TOUCH ME. The virgin that she was, must have been protecting herself from the sins of the world. (more…)
“I’ll let you see me pee,” said Marcy with a twinkle in her grey-green eyes, “under one condition.” The old guy had told her his fantasy, but she wasn’t about to make it too easy for him.
“Harrumph!” snorted Gerald, who didn’t like conditions. “What do you propose?”
“I hereby challenge you to a pissing contest.”
“You’re on!” said Gerald with a grin. He was relieved that that was all she was asking. Too many women got demanding, and it grated on his nerves; that was the reason he had never married. Marcy seemed different, though. That was why, out of his vast assortment of female friends and occasional lovers, he had chosen Marcy to bring to this place. That was why he and Marcy were sharing a cabin in this sylvan paradise. (more…)
Where had this fetish started? I am unsure, but perhaps it was at University when I went out with a young Indian woman who was 21 and dating me, a mere nineteen-year-old who was as virginal about sex as she was. Ok, I’d fondled women’s breasts as I grew from teenager to full adult male but ‘down there’ was a mystery until I fell in love with Indra. She had set boundaries on our sex-play, happy to pet above but because of her religious convictions refused to go further, or so she said. Then she admitted one day that she was in love with me - and I reciprocated as I’d been smitten from the start - and once that happened all hell broke loose!
We had been caressing, struggling to stay within our usual bounds of decency and chastity, when she suddenly pulled my hand under her light cotton skirt and straight on to her pussy lips that were completely uncovered; no panties and no hair. (more…)
The Smiths were shown into the dentist’s office, where Mr. Smith made it clear he was in a big hurry. “No fancy stuff, Doctor,” he ordered, “No gas or needles or any of that stuff. Just pull the tooth and get it over with.” “I wish more of my patients were as stoic as you,” said the dentist admiringly. “Now, which tooth is it?” Mr. Smith turned to his wife… “Show him, honey.”
Stan found himself alone in the elevator with this hot , heavy pregnant babe from the accounting section ,Beatrice.
Now, Stan was married, but the last three months he felt rather neglected. Joyce, his wife, had been a juicy young girl when they married , and Stan loved her and was really hot on her. But after the birth of their son she has taken to fitness program fad. She spent more time at the fitness club than at home, Stan felt. Now Stan was very open minded about that-after all , if she feels that she would like to be slim and muscular , it was her call , even if Stan liked buxom girls.. The dieting was even worse. Every few months Stan’s wife would go on a diet spree and the worst part about it was that while on diet she was very short tempered and bitchy-well, actually that’s no wonder, how would you feel if were hungry all day long? – and sex? Well he could forget about that. And this time she was on diet for three months… (more…)