She’s no prize

My bed is cozy and warm and soft and wonderful and I don’t know why someone would interrupt this by ringing my doorbell most rudely at six-oh-something in the morning. I pull out my phone to check the doorbell camera and see her car parked on my driveway, see her standing on my porch anxiously …

Costume Play

“It’s not too slutty, is it?” Erika has walked over from the kitchen dressed up like a schoolgirl, posing in between me and my TV with her ass out and flexing up tight, her shoulders twisted and head turned so she can almost see down her backside. And her outfit -- the pumps pushing her …

Kelsey’s First Day

“You could make pretty good money, you know, spending your summer working at the resort,” her big sister’s best friend Ashley told her last December at a holiday party, “It’s a bitch of a drive down the coast to this place you probably never even noticed, hidden between these big dunes, but rich people love …

Brook

Now I’m staring, I can’t help it. Her breasts... they’re huge. I had no idea. Sprouting from Brook’s narrow frame are two glorious funbags, the gray fabric of her bikini top fighting its best fight to cup them, keep them constrained, stop them from what cannot be more than a wayward brush away from springing free of the nylon and bouncing into my life. As her shoulders adjust and her arms move her breasts get pushed outwards and pulled this way and that and... weird, it looks like her jaw is moving, too. Oh fuck. She’s asked me something, is waiting for my answer. I have no idea what.

Kasia

He looks up, his eyes finding mine. He looks cute, so serious with his salt-and-pepper hair and goofy old t-shirt and shorts. “I don’t know what you’re doing, Kasia, but--” “I’m showering, Mr. Wilcock,” I say, stepping back into the stream of water, letting it run down me, washing the soap off.

Zooey

As I watch, she sits up, still engrossed in her screen, still with her back to me. She’s wearing a powder blue tank top, clinging tightly to her thin little torso. She’s on her knees, back arched, ass out as she rides her fingers.

Return to Form (Summer Break, part 7)

As if on cue, the server appeared at their table, another cute, chesty young girl with large black-framed glasses. “Good evening, and welcome. My name’s Dani and I’ll be--” she stopped short, jaw dropping, then exclaimed “Mr Rubin?!”

Summer 2

I drop to my knees, crawl the two paces to his recliner, and look up at him from the ground. “And I really, really want to go on this trip, Daddy. Maybe you’ll let me show you just how badly I want to go.” I reach out, place my hand on the crotch of his shorts.

Lize

Like the time I was walking into the house after my jog, tired and lost in my own thoughts, and I heard, “Welcome back, Mister Pearce!” I looked over and saw Lize, laying face down on the couch reading a book, head turned over her shoulder with a knowing grin on her face. It was her ass, wrapped in dark green yoga pants so tight they looked painted on, thick, plump, round, pointed straight at me. I had never seen an ass so in need of a grope, a slap, a fuck. And on this girl? I jerked off in the shower after that one.

Booty Call (Summer Break, part 6)

“When I smiled at you back then, did you know I was day dreaming that you’d fuck me? That you’d shove me against the wall? Rip my clothes off?” Dani said, “Did you know I was horny for you to hold me down, fuck me into submission?” She ran her tongue up the underside of his cock, from base to tip. “Did you know I was a slut, needy for your cock?” She bounced his cock against her cheek. “Little sixteen year old me would have sucked you dry if you’d asked.”