What is it like to love a famous actor? He comes to your city for a performance and this babe wants to get him by hook or by crook, she’ll do anything to win his love and may be more…
It happened in one night club when she saw HIM; He came with their theater on a tour to her town, small local town. It’s Him! She knew it was Him! Britney watched all of his shows, she knew everything about this guy, and she was stocking all of his photos and magazines with his pics. He was her love and her dream. She was ready to do everything for the only word of his, and for one kiss she would be able to betray her country, but! He was not alone, he was accompanied by some babe, “who was that girl, she was not in her dreams! She was older than me, but rather attractive, anyway I could have sex though I was 18, I was able and ready to love! For love!”
Britney was standing alone in the middle of the hall, there were some strangers dancing by, drinking beer and getting fun. She didn’t pay attention and notice all this mess; there was only one thought that seized her totally:”I must do it right now, I mustn’t miss a chance! That’s my day!” He had to see her and he had to make her happy! The decision came fast; she appeared on the scene trying to avoid dancing people, without understanding what the hell was going on the scene. The light was very bright making her screw up her eyes. She didn’t care a fig that light, the only thing she wanted to have was His attention! (more…)
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He meets her in the park and teachers her rollerblading, but that’s not the only thing he wants to teach her, she is so sexy and petite, like an angel, he won’t stop till he gets to this angel’s pussy.
I was 19 that time. I’ve always been ready to get involved in some sort of adventure. But by that age I’d already been in three-year relationship, so my sex adventures were rare and were usually limited to quick sex with unknown girls in nightclubs, or to sex with familiar girls, and such trivial stuff.
There were no deep touching feelings that of course couldn’t be compared with love, but anyway brought to life such emotions like jealousy and passion, for example. You feel like living in such moments, you feel like you’re on the top of the world and you are so small and insignificant and weak at the same time.
Now I start forgetting my cheerful youth, my school and college friends, and that’s why such stories are helpful to revive memories and become less boring.
That time I worked in one of city parks that was not far from the coast. The park was popular with young people, because the beach was very near and there were many small cafes around. The park itself was very romantic, you know. (more…)
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An old man reminisces about the good times he had when he was young, he remembers his first love and her first true kiss, he really wishes he could go back there again.
Mister Azamat lived in a very respectable and dignified way, everything was as proper as can be! The rest of his life was foreseen in every tiniest detail, and that’s why he wanted to pass it suitably and in an appropriate manner, without any gentle hint on hard drinking, smoking, and other hysterical kinds of fear evading and thought of inferiority complex! 2 years left for the pension period, then, may be 2 or 3 years of fishing and no other bright prospective at all. And Mister Azamat kept living this straight way of his finish line, stepping proudly every day of his simple life. Frankly, people liked his life style, no drugs, and no drinks, silent and neat. Light face, calm look, open eyes, he looked like he saw something hidden so that it made other turn around. He was as calm as a man who was not in for something new from this routine.
He really was not waiting for anything! That’s that way he lived!
The only thing that could excite him a lot was the news of forthcoming vacation! The smell of the train, preparing for a journey, packing things – that was amazing! On arrival Mister Azamat always tried to put off his getting of the train trying to stay on the platform as long as possible inhaling the fresh air of new changes. First breathtaking pants of Southern air made his mind reel, recalling his reminiscence of old blessed times when he was yet a Boyscout. The result was of his yearly life was summed up to this short period when he was able to plunge into the past of his days. From this moment the reality faded away and the tale began. (more…)
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Fabulous and romantic sex on the beach, the sun, the see breeze and the two people loving each other…
The tropical summer sun shines above us, white dancing cirri float at the azure and warm blue sea girths us. It is our desert island.
We are entirely naked. Holding our hands we are basking in the bright southern sun, lying on the calid sand and harkening to the breaking wave sound. The fresh breeze is blowing shoreward. It envelops our bodies in the invisible cloths. We are in the perfect bliss.
My hair faded in the sun and became much fairer than usual. Now it got wet and commixed with the sand.
You are raising yourself on your elbow and looking in to my eyes… wonderful sky, sea and your eyes… everything is mixed … I ‘m sinking in it…
Again the surge is throwing over us and reviving…
Our bodies are covered with the salty splashes and small crystals sparkling on the sun .
You are licking off the sea salt from my stomach, I’m tenderly blowing off the sand from your shoulders and then shower them with gentle kisses…
Our lips meet… I slightly touch your hot lips by mine … touch once again… but you are still waiting without any response… my mouth opens a little, the tongue penetrates into yours… and now you can’t control yourself any more… this ardent kiss arouses a fervent desire… (more…)
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He sees his female colleague off after the staff party, he really wants to slide his dick into he pussy but it’s not that easy, first she offers to blow him…
It was a wonderful autumn night. Light breeze rustled yellow leaves. We were along in the alley returning from a staff party. It was quiet around. We did not speak in order not to penetrate this beauty of silence. I saw my colleague Susan home from the party. She held my hand, smiling.
We had been working together for some more that a year. She was a very attractive young woman in good shape. Moreover, she was a pro in her field. We all tried to attract her attention, but Susan treated all of us equally.
Our local “playboys” bet who would do her first, but they all fucked up. This idea as well as all the rest of the kind was pure failure.
I offered to see her home when noticed she was about to leave our merry gathering. She agreed, and that was sort of unexpected for me, so we left.
I wished we had not approached her house ever. I simply did not want to let her go. It was dark and silent near her house. I could do some more steps along her side to get Susan right to the door. Somewhere in the midway we stopped. “Sorry, I can not invite you,” she whispered. I could see her eyes shining reflecting the light of a street lamp. (more…)
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Nice and delicate sex, pussy licking, dick sucking, pouring brandy and licking it off each other’s bodies and brining each other to vehement orgasms, that’s what a real sexy must look like…
Now I might forget some details of our date. But there were definitely beautiful and bright moments I want to share.
He phoned me yesterday said he missed me and suggested meeting in the same apartment.
There was a funny moment during our last date. I brought the whole bag of my toys with a long stick with balls for anal sex on the top. The land lady leaving us asked if it was her bag. She peered inside. Embarrassed she left the apartment very soon.
So we meet. The first sex is sort of clumsy. We undress, fondle, kiss each other. I want penetration (he has such a beautiful dick!). We enjoy the fuck. Both satisfied, we get a break.
I am telling him I am not overwhelmed with emotions as my husband suddenly remembered at night that he had a wife, and we were having sex for some two hours in all possible ways and forms. It turns out we have the similar situations. The mater is that his old friend called him yesterday after we had arranged our meeting, and said she needed him to pour out her troubles on. The consolation ended up in the bed and was continued in morning sex during the breakfast. (more…)
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He came to the pool for a swim, it was late, the only petty life-guard sexy babe met him, she said that he must be totally clean to swim in the pool, actually she went to the shower with him and helped him wash….
Nick went out of the taxi and lit a cigarette. It was February. It was cold and even frosty. It was a gloomy winter night.
He had to cover two more blocks to get to the pool. He loved to go there in winter. This swimming pool wasn’t the most popular in the city, so there were almost no people there all the time. That’s exactly what Nick liked about it. He went there every winter.
When he got in the building the hall was empty. There was only one manager standing behind the reception desk.
- “Good evening. I’d like to swim here for a couple of hours, if possible, please.”
- “Yes, of course, Mr. but we are open only till 11.”
On his way to the dressing room he couldn’t stop thinking about warm water he would soon dive in. When he was going to shower, he saw a lifeguard. It was a young girl. She was running quickly. She had big breasts and round hips. Her swimming suit was of light pink color and her boobs were about to jump out of the bra. The swimsuit was wet and Nick could see her nipples through it. Water dripped down her abs to the panties, her bush was standing out against the light pink background.
Nick breathed heavily, he wanted to say hi, but choked over instead. (more…)
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This lucky guy is spending his vacation with his girlfriend and her female friend at the beach, he definitely wants to fuck two of them and once the opportunity comes….
- Hi, where are you going? Valentino asked Debbie and Amanda passing by the quay
- Hi, we are for the swim…. On the beach, join us!
- Come on! He said
It had been about 3 weeks since Debbie and Amanda arrived at the beach this year, they both had managed to stuck up new friends here, Valentino was regarded as Debbie’s friend. They often walked together, kissing and going to the beach at nights to swim naked. And more often, he touched her body while swimming as if quite unexpectedly. Sometimes he caressed her gently by the waist, sometimes his hand moved down and groped her beaver down there. To Debbie’s regret it didn’t go any further. The point was in some kind of shyness of Valentino, as for Debbie herself: she couldn’t dare sound her desires directly. Now it was a very pat moment to develop their relations and deepen their intimacy, for the girls were on the way not to the public beach, but to some private place, quiet and desolate. The Laguna was surrounded by the scenic hills and they decided to have rest in this beauty spot.
Valentine took his girlfriend’s purse and, putting his hand round her waist they move on.
- Stop! The beach is supposed to be that way! He said pointing at where the public beach was
- Not this, we are going to the wild beach, Debbie replied watching her boyfriend with the corner of the eye
- I don’t mind, let’s go…. Said Valentino (more…)
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They met for the first time in their lives, and had the best sex they could ever think of. Anal, oral and other pleasures, this babe sure got everything her pussy needed….
Two weeks of short messages. He really wanted to see me. It wasn’t always possible - he had shift work. But one day he told me he’d be in town, so I gave him my phone number. He called and said that though he really wanted to see me he couldn’t. I said it was up to him and I could easily find someone to spend time with. No problem, I told him and said he’d call me some time later, maybe. He did call in 30 minutes and said he’d arranged his things, and was ready to meet with me. He said he wanted me. This was my turn to create obstacles. I said I was busy till evening but promised to call. 30 minutes before the date he called another time willing to know if I was still going to see him – sure…
I came into the apartment, he handed me a glass of mineral water. It was the best thing after the street heat. I told him that I had my period but knew other ways for us to have fun. He didn’t seem to be very upset. He started kissing, fondling, and touching me….
I gotta say something before I continue. It is strange but I never kiss my new acquaintances. Well, ok, almost never. And I miss it a lot!!! Here was the opposite situation. There was a hailstorm of kisses on my lips, face, neck (it was turning me on!)
He unbuttoned my shirt, undressed me then. I wanted to go to shower. He said that first he was going to undress me and only then let me go there. I was naked soon. I gave him some time to look at my body and ran to shower. He followed me. (more…)
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Your friend’s girlfriend, would you be loyal to your friend not to fuck her? I must say it can be really difficult when a nice, sexy slut is turning you on!
She was my friend’s girlfriend, but a couple of weeks ago they broke up. To tell the truth, Matilda wasn’t my type, always smiling, jolly, and laughing: it really tired me. Matilda had a nice beautiful face, long ginger hair and very big tits. The most interesting detail of her body attracted me most. It was difficult to talk to Matilda looking directly at her eyes, she knew her attractive features very well, revealing it with a large décolleté and a very open swimsuits.
There was a long bank outside the city, in the village we lived. There was a vast beach, however the further you walked the emptier places you might find, walking far. The fishers were the only who broke the silence of these places from time to time. So, we agreed to meet there and have a walk some days ago: me, Matilda and a couple of our friends. I wasn’t fond of this idea, though agreed to go bear company. About 40 minutes before we met the sky covered with rain clouds, a high wind blew, and it seemed to be getting to rain. My friends called me one by one and said that they wouldn’t come, charging me with telling Matilda that meeting was called off. It was said that Matilda knew where my house was, and as far as I lived next to her, I was supposed to meet Matilda if she, tired of waiting, would come to me. The last argument was the most crucial, because my parents were with me at the moment, and I wasn’t dying to introduce Matilda to my dad and mom. (more…)
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