“What do you mean, ‘you don’t mind?’” Mandy gives me a look. “Just what I said, Josh. I’m not saying you should expect this’ll become an everyday thing, but,” she shrugs, “It’s your birthday. If you want to grope me some, you can.” “You want me to what? Just-- reach out, grab your boobs?” “Don’t … Continue reading My Breast Friend
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Caught Perving
I’m upstairs in the sanctity of my own bedroom having myself a little jerk-off session when the door slams open and in storm my mom’s two friends, Amy Claire and Danielle Cheng. “What’re you doing?!” I yell at them, scrambling to grab the blanket to cover myself, tripping over the leg of table as I … Continue reading Caught Perving
Mom’s Friend Mary, Chapter 2
These words, coming from him, they’re ridiculous and I almost laugh. But instead I find myself moaning from his fingers touching me, making me wet. I’m thirsty for more of it, and I bend at the waist, my face pressed up against the racks where I keep all my shoes, my butt pushed out and into his grip. I step out of my pants, high heeled feet parting. I can feel my arousal swelling fast and strong, eager to be sated.
Astrid
She perches on my lap, straddling me, large tits pressed into my collar. She tilts her chin up, looking down at me over her high cheekbones. I feel like so much putty, ready for her to mold. She wears brown lipstick, just a shade darker than her skin color, with matching eyeshadow and blush. It is, of course, immaculate in its application.
Casey
“What?” I spun around. My cousin Tyler leaned on the rail next to me, smirking. “No, I was, uh... the, um...” I was blushing, embarrassed at being caught. On the prow below us, Casey and Monica were laying out on towels, sunbathing topless.
Daphne
I chuckle. “Naw. My favorite day would be when you wear these red sweaters.” I push my hands down her chest, cupping her breasts. “Bet you all the boys pay close attention on those days.”