Tom Thumb This is my own work, and copyrighted as such. No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form or on any other site. What follows is a mix of truth and poetic licence. Enjoy. Finally he was in me. I hadn't felt this way in years. His cock, not long but thick. Filling my pussy with its hot throbbing hardness. He held it in there, not moving, letting our combined sex become used to each other. The feeling was overwhelming, and I involuntarily shuddered, the tell tale lust of my approaching orgasm making me well up with emotion. Still unmoving, he kissed my neck, then much Pročitajte više
Coffee with Tina
Another of my most memorable encounters - for which I hope the truth doesn't cloud the eroticism… This is my own work, and copyrighted as such. No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form on any other site. Tina as I'll refer to her, had gone through an awkward divorce when I worked with her. She was only in her 30s then, about my age, and I was a bit of a shoulder for her. 5'6, not much to look at with teeth that were a little too big for her mouth. Not a stunner if you get the idea. But I was just a mate, going to a local coffee shop twice a week and letting her pour out h Pročitajte više
The prop girl
This is my own work, and copyrighted as such. No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form on any other site. A tale from my distant past. I had finally reached my 20s, and still had hopes of being famous - member of a popular amateur dramatics group which produced a dozen plays a year, including lots of Shakespeare. That season we were doing The Winter's Tale. A bit of a dirge, with my character only appearing at the beginning and end of the script, with a couple of walk on-walk offs in between. We had a few newbies in this time, including Carol, who was doing a school proj Pročitajte više
The dress
This is my own work, and copyrighted as such. No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form on any other site. What follows is a mix of truth and poetic licence. Enjoy. Cathy was one of my bar staff. I say bar - more of a lunchtime and after work social club. An escape from the drudge of the office life. I never knew why she volunteered, it didn't suit her person. Cathy was a bit geeky. Almost 30, so five or six years my junior. Shortish naturally ebony hair, quite thick rimmed glasses which didn't help her looks with her large chin and remnants of teenage acne. And she was fa Pročitajte više
Maria - My big Italian mama
This is my own work, and copyrighted as such. No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form on any other site. This adventure happened just over 2 years ago when I was recovering from some nasty surgery. I'd known Maria over 20 years ago. We had worked together briefly, and her niece was friends with my younger sister. She was a large woman - there was no escaping her weight - she was a big Italian mama. And starting a family only added to her size. We stayed friends on social media and through this I gathered that her husband left after her second c***d was born. She'd had a Pročitajte više