the friendly skies

the friendly skies

red eye flight, coast to coast, summer night. the plane was practically empty, 3 seats to myself, &#034yay! maybe i'll get some sl**p&#034 i thought. as always when i fly, i wore a light dress and a pair of light sandals, comfortable and airy, my long legs bare and free, my feet bare, the next best thing to being naked. as i boarded and walked through the aisle to my seat i noticed i was the only female on board, i counted 5 guys, they all stared and smiled at me as i moved to find my seat towards the back, even the flight attendant, male... hmm.

&#034looks like we got the plane to ourselves&#034 a guy sitting on the row opposite to mine said, i smiled at him as i struggled to put my carry on in the compartment. &#034sure looks like it&#034 i said, and gallantly he got up to help me stuff my luggage. &#034aw, thank you&#034 i smiled at him. &#034mmm... i love your perfume&#034 he said as our bodies rubbed against each other, trying to get to our seats. &#034perfume? hmm, i'm not wearing any&#034 i told him as i sat on the aisle seat. &#034well, whatever it is, you smell great! my name is paul&#034 he said and held out his hand. &#034thank you paul, sweet of you to say, my name is lara&#034 i smiled and shook his hand, put a strand of my long curls behind my ear and crossed my legs. he tried to get back to his magazine but i could see him checking my legs out from the corner of his eye. i smiled to myself, this will be fun!

SEND ME A SMALL PIZZA AND A LARGE BOY

SEND ME A SMALL PIZZA AND A LARGE BOY

HI I`M WENDY, SEND ME A SMALL PIZZA AND A LARGE BOY.
Now we all remember Wendy don’t we, she featured in story numbers 113 and again in 117 she just loves young men, in fact boys from 15 are not safe with our Wendy, she`s a rich American wife who`s hubby spends loads of time away working and Wendy in turn spends his money, she lives in a trendy area in what in the UK would be a mansion.lol
  Anyway a while back she found if she sent for a pizza, bingo a youth usually on a bike of some sort or an old car would appear at her door. To Wendy that is like a doorstep delivery of young studs with a meal thrown in. Over the months since she found this wonderful community service a lot of cold pizzas have been reheated, believe me. Now into this mix throw a bunch of hormone riddled young men, most of which are either virgins, or they have a mum fetish or they have tasted the forbidden fruit and want a mature lady to play with!
 This then is the environment of Wendy`s world.
 Now boys being boys word gets round, and the local pizza parlor is no exception so the manager in desperation put up a notice in the rest room, it reads Mrs Wendy, ********, from ******* is keen to be serviced by young lads, if you are one and have to deliver to her think on, I need reliable lads not studs, so if you don’t return here in a sensible time for your next delivery ...YOUR FIRED.....simple as that
Make a date...for when you are off duty.... by all means but no shagging while you’re working its unprofessional and your pizzas customers need you.
 And it was signed
 Fred Fitch,

The Seafood Lady

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                        I work the night shift for a grocery store. Usually before my shift ends, she comes into work. Her name was Misty, she's the seafood manager. We talk from time to time, one night I was telling her about me going out to karaoke, she told me she liked to do karaoke but hasn't gone in a while. Several days later, I went up to talk to her when I noticed she wasn't herself. &#034Are you ok misty? You seem depressed&#034 I asked her, then she replied, &#034my boyfriend cheated on me and I'm upset, I need a getaway from his dumbass, you going to karaoke Friday night?&#034 I nodded yes. A few days later, she texted me asking if I was going to karaoke that night, I replied that I was going, she texted back where to pick her up. I picked her up from her condo and headed to the restaurant where I went to karaoke. I was called up to sing an Elvis song I picked out, as I sang I saw

A Night by the ski lodge fire

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After a full day of being on the slopes and playing in the snow we head back to our room to change for dinner. It has been a long while since we have seen our friends from college and it has been nice catching up but this trip was supposed to be about us getting to spend some time together too. After dinner we enjoy drinks at the bar and someone suggests that we go dancing. You are all for it but I am a little disappointed with your excitement. Everything has seemed so rushed we really haven't had anytime alone. I devise a plan, I suggest that you go alone and enjoy yourself I am going back to the room and rest as I am not feeling well. You make a small fuss but I assure that I will be fine.
Back in our room I make quick work of building a fire before taking a shower. I shave all of the right spots knowing how much that you enjoy kissing my smooth skin. I dry myself off and pull my hair back in a loose ponytail. I take one of the fluffy robes off the back of the door and smile as I move back to the bedroom to dig out the strapless black lace teddy that I know you like. Before I dress I rub some of the warming massage oil on a few spots. I want to surprise your tongue with flavor and

Cum with Big Momma

Cum with Big Momma

                   
                        I was having a hard time fulfilling my favorite fantasy. I wanted to be fucked by a shemale. I'm not a total bottom but I definitely liked cock in my ass.
I cruised through craigslist but had disappointing results. Most of the hottest gurls in the t4m section were hookers, and crossdressers in the m4m section were all bottom. I finally found an add for a chubby black shemale who called herself Big Momma. The pics in the add showed a huge fat bbw with big tits, big ass, and the last pic showed a big hard black cock. I was a little intimidated by the picture but she looked like exactly what I was looking for.
I followed the instructions in the ad for contacting her, texting my stats and a couple pictures of my body and cock. I wanted to make sure she knew of my wants and needs, explaining that I wanted to be fucked, but liked to fuck and get sucked also. I added the fact that I had no &#034flowers&#034 to give, as in, no pros. She called me immediately and when I tried to explain all this to her by voice, she interrupted me and told me to just come by and let Big Momma take care of me. She had a sexy sultry voice, and I eagerly got moving to the address she texted to me.

Funny experience with edging and 69

free erotic Funny experience with edging and 69                   

                        I came across one of my diaries from 1998 and reacquainted myself with a 'hook-up' as I used to call them that I thought would be entertaining.  At around this time I first discovered 'edging,' and I regularly engaged in it especially when talking to women on aol.  By &#034edging,&#034 as I am defining it, I would masturbate and right as I got to the point of orgasm I would let go of my dick.  My glans would usually twitch and a tiny amount of cum would peek out, but the orgasm would be delayed, the 'cumshot' roll back down and after maybe 7-10 seconds I would start the whole process over again.  In December of '98 I was a senior in college and on winter break. I started chatting with a woman my age who was also home for winter break.  Her name was Heather and while I didn't see a photo of her, she described herself as athletic and brunette.  Heather was no exception and I edged and edged over and over again as I chatted with her on aol.  As was my custom I inquired into her pubic styling.  1998, as many of you remember, was the year of the Brazillian.  Since winter break in our region of the country was, indeed, cold, Heather introduced me to a term I had never heard before.  She said, &#034I have shaved down there before, but December in the midwest, I'm sporting the 'winterbush.' &#034

Hipster Bar

Erotic Sex Stories - Hipster Bar

It was one of those new hipster bars with couches and love seats all over the place. We had decided to try a new place and this bar had good reviews. You were looking stunning in a dark pair of jeans, sandals and a sexy white tight tank top. The one that I like because it shows off all of your curves and of course your tattoo. As we enter into the bar I let my hand lightly touch the small of your back and I can see you shiver a little at my touch.
We get up to the bar and read the Drinks menu. It is expensive and they have a lot of different spirits. We decide to try a few different drinks but as the night progresses we decide on sipping tequila.
The tequila is doing what we want. I am dancing and your can't keep your hands off me.As the night goes along we get sweatier and sweatier. we grab one of the couches off int eh corner and order some fancy water and another round of tequila.
I lean over and lick a drop of sweat off your neck. I can feel your body respond to my tongue. You wrap your arm around my waist and pull me into a deep kiss. People are watching but we don't care. Your hand gently caresses my thigh through my jeans and you can feel me get hard. You arch your eyebrow and give me a mischievous look.
&#034 I an going to the bathroom. I will be right back. Don't go any where.&#034
It only takes you about 3 minutes and when you come back you place something into my lap....Your purple thong.
They feel wet. When no one is looking I bring them up to my nose and smell your tangy scent on them. &#034 Uh huh,&#034