Belly Love sex story 2.

Megan was lost in a sea of erotic sensations as Josh touched her six months pregnant body everywhere. He touched her knee and she moved them apart. Then he was rubbing his big hands over her inner thighs, closer and closer to her pregnant pussy. Megan was breathing faster as she felt it starting to happen. “Oh Josh! You’re making me SOOOO WET,” she told him excitedly. “I think I better see for myself,” he smiled as he moved a hand to the crotch of her white lacy panties and gently squeezed as Megan shuddered with her first orgasm. Still…

Belly Love sex story

Megan Malone sat at her teacher’s desk stuffing papers into her briefcase. It was her birthday — the big 4-0 — and not one of her teacher-friends had said a word about it all day. It wasn’t their fault. She hadn’t exactly broadcast it was her birthday. She hadn’t really celebrated since Tom, her husband, died of cancer seven years ago. Heading for the teachers’ lounge to get her winter coat, Megan opened the door and everyone shouted, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Josh Winters heard the lilt of feminine laughter as he was about to enter the teachers’ lounge and stopped. Megan…

A Day Out with the Supermarket Women

Pam tells us about the time she and her daughter were invited to spend the day with the women from the local supermarket. Wendy is to be the prize for the best employees. She is taken on the bus, in the pool, for lunch and on the way home! Her mother also has fun with the hotel manager’s daughter. Ever since Wendy had been chosen as the Supermarket Princess, we had been welcomed as honoured guests whenever we went there to do our shopping. I loved the way the women showed their admiration for my darling sixteen year old, by…

The story of how Honey Smart got her start as a whore

Honey Smart is my real name, believe it or not. It’s on my birth certificate. On the very day I was born my daddy found and robbed a bee tree and got a lard bucket full of honey. My red hair is natural and so is everything else about me. Everyone always ask me, how did I start being a whore? Well, that’s a good question. You have to understand that I came from poor white trash. My mother was poor trash, my father was poor trash and all my relatives are Poor trash. I grew up in a trailer.…

An older man has a fetish for schoolgirls 2.

“Why have you been skipping PE classes, Reiko-san?” Umeda, her form teacher, asked the class monitress. She was standing in front of him in his office, as he sat in his fat black chair. His eyes involuntarily roamed the pretty girl from head to toe – her head was hung low, and her hands clasped together in an apologetic, submissive posture. “I have asked the school doctor, and she said that you are not unwell,” Umeda continued. “I cannot attend Tanaka-san sensei’s class anymore,” Miyuki ventured, making brief eye-contact with the stern teacher. “It is the school rules, Miyuki, and…

An older man has a fetish for schoolgirls

The black van was parked at the side of the small road a good distance from Kawasaki High School. It had tinted windows, and it was difficult to look into the van from outside – not that anyone would want to do that, for the van appeared to be a normal delivery van. A man sat in the van, a camera with a powerful zoom lens on his lap. Very soon, he spotted his quarry – a pretty girl was walking down the road, dressed smartly in her school uniform – a grey skirt, and a cream-colored sweater which only…

Disabled Man and the Gloryhole

I am a white male, disabled with Cerebral Palsy. I never had much luck with women in high school or college. I had a few dates with women but no sex. I needed to walk on crutches and the Cerebral Palsy affected my speech slightly. All my contacts with women were friendly and nothing sexual ever happened. I just did not believe women felt attracted to me, other than a one time date. I would masturbate often to adult pictures and adult movies. When I located an adult bookstore when I moved to another state after college it provided a…

BBW On The Throne

This story tells how we met, and the first time we had sex. I’ve met BBW on the dancing floor of the Blue Orchid club and, as the rest of the guys, I fell captive to her charms. BBW was her name: Beatrice B. Walker. I’ve never found out what the second B stood for. I suspect she just put it in her name to spell BBW: Beautiful Big Woman. She certainly was one: She was, and still is, so beautiful with her auburn, wavy hair and sparkling eyes, and luscious full red lips. And her curves – WOW how…