- She’d teased him in his classroom, but they weren’t in school now
- She was a whore at heart, but she wasn’t willing to charge for it
- Can a woman get pregnant by another woman? Read on . . .
- His dying wish was to fondle a pair of firm young breasts again
- She’s a hot lady with a slutty sister and a submissive husband
- A MILF can also be a MWLFA—Mother Who Likes to Fuck Around
- He loves his girlfriend, but he loves her lingerie even better
- He makes it with men, with women and with one lover who is both
- The Man Who Satisfies Wives
- Seems Like Old Times
- He’s Screwing My Wife!
- Her military medical student examined her like a professor
- She was supposed to be getting even, but he still came out ahead
- By the time they finally went out, she’d built up tons of sexual energy
- A prison goddess loves to suck on strawberries (among other things!)
- With the medical crisis past, she could tend to humanitarian needs
- It was a weekend for renewing friendship—with a surprise twist
- TRUE ROMANCE
- Her flower-watering duties led to a closer form of neighborliness
- WAITING TO MEET HIS GIRL, HE MEETS A HOT COUPLE INSTEAD
- HE GAVE HIS WIFE A TEST BEFORE HE BROUGHT IN ANOTHER MAN
- HE SEDUCES HIS FRIEND WITH THE HELP OF HIS VERY WILLING WIFE
I’m serving an eight-year term in prison, and recently was placed in a drug-treatment program. One of the counselors is a brunette I’ll call Charlene—a goddess. She was always friendly and interested in my treatment. I thought maybe she liked me, but I wasn’t sure.
One day Charlene called me to her office. When I got there, she was eating lunch. She had a bunch of fresh strawberries in front of her, and as I walked in she was inserting an extra-large one between her strawberry-stained lips. What I would do, I thought, to have her do with my cock what she’s doing with that strawberry!
I asked why she called for me, and she smiled. “Well,” she said, “I need some help, and no one else seems right for the job.” She asked me if I’d eaten lunch, then picked up another strawberry, dipped it in sugar and began to lick it slowly with her tongue.
I had to clear my throat. “Well,” I said, “I do have a sweet tooth.” My cock was throbbing in my pants, and my reaction was beginning to become noticeable. And Charlene noticed it, all right! She got up, came around the desk and put a strawberry in my mouth. In a sexy voice she asked if I wanted “some sugar with that.”
There was no mistaking her meaning. I grabbed her firm little ass with one hand and pulled her in against my bulging cock. She lost no time reaching down and pulling it out, then dropped to her knees and caressed the head with her lips. I took hold of the top of her head and guided it down to my throbbing shaft, and she took it in her throat like a pro. I could hardly restrain myself from coming right there. She looked up at me, her eyes shining.
When my cock started to quake, she grabbed it at the base, as if to choke off the come, smiled up at me and sucked the length of it four or five times. As she did, she put her free hand under her skirt and played with her pussy. When she knew I couldn’t take any more, she took her hand and mouth off my cock and said to shoot all over her face. I did. When I was drained, she took my cock in her mouth again and soon began to have an orgasm herself. When she finished, we cleaned up and ate the remaining strawberries. Then I went back to my cell.
Since then I’ve had a few more encounters with Charlene, though not as many as I would like. It makes serving my prison sentence a hell of a lot easier!—Name and address withheld
