La profesora Miller y sus dos vecinitas
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Simon barely made it. He had been out for a run before class and had to pee. Now. Bad. Simon is a freshman at Caledon College, a small liberal arts college in Minnesota. The tall, awkward former high school band member just had to go to the bathroom even though it would make him late for English class.Simon found the bathroom down a quiet hallway near the classroom. As Caledon was one of the first colleges to transition to all gender-neutral bathrooms, this was formerly a small female...
MILFIntroduction: End of the Miller Rape Saga … ?? Part 3 Prequels are Cornfield Rape and Mr. Miller Begins to use me. Im not sure how long Mr. Miller left me alone in that room. It was afternoon when he had finished fucking me, and I could see the sun starting to go down. In the time Id been alone Id gone from panting at the door wanting him to come back to crying on the bed ashamed of being used like I had been. I was so confused. Could Mr. Miller be right? Was I really just a nasty little slut...
I’m not sure how long Mr. Miller left me alone in that room. It was afternoon when he had finished fucking me, and I could see the sun starting to go down. In the time I’d been alone I’d gone from panting at the door wanting him to come back to crying on the bed ashamed of being used like I had been. I was so confused. Could Mr. Miller be right? Was I really just a nasty little slut who liked being raped? Was it even rape anymore? I’d sucked his cock willingly and played with myself...
Introduction: This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape — Its fantasy. I didnt know how long Id been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, Id told my parents I was spending the weekend with my friends the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all...
I didn’t know how long I’d been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, I’d told my parents I was spending the weekend with my ‘friends’ the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all over, my cunt and ass were sore. I started to cry as I remembered last night, how Mr....
We all have our little fantasies and mine just walked in. I'm at my k**s school to sign some paperwork and pay a few fees. Plus, I was there to pick up my oldest. He had told the teacher he wasn't feeling good. As I'm waiting for the secretary to give me copies of the paperwork, a receipt and for my son to come down. In walks Mr. James Miller, 6'2, roughly 200lbs give or take a few pounds, a wall of solid muscle and a butt you can bounce a quarter off of . He's the...
I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes. I headed for the dinette. A shot of brandy would be useful right then, now, this last few minutes of my marriage to Gillian Miller nee Crowley. I was actually on my second shot when I heard them coming downstairs. They were talking kinda low, but I did manage to hear them saying some stuff about...
Wife LoversHere is a genuine short-hair brunette with nice big boobs and delicious shaved mature cunt. Well, I’m ready to give you an account about the most exciting moment in my lifetime, an unforgettable incident with Aunt Miller. My name is Marcos, 20 yo, currently living in South America, in Pereira, Colombia. This story isn’t a castle in the sky, but an authentic one, a genuine event that occurred to me. I’ve always been attracted to my aunt Miller, and she has caused me to jerk off so many times...
Incest(Disclaimer : Complete fiction. Contains mock daddy/daughter roleplay.)After highschool, I was at a complete loss of what to do with my life. I didn't head straight to college as most newly graduated adults do, but instead picked up a job as a babysitter for some of the neighborhood families. Eventually, I more or less became a nanny to one family in particular. They were a newly-wed couple, both beautiful in their own right - I admit I was rather jealous of Lisa Miller. She was slim and...
Siento mucho el retraso en terminar esta historia. Aqu? pongo las partes que faltan para terminar el primer libro. Comentarios, opiniones, o lo que quer?is, pod?is dirigirlos a [email protected]. Comments welcome. You may locate me at [email protected] *************Decimoquinta parte************* Cuando bajamos las escaleras, yo era una chica nueva. Estaba cansada y sudada y seguro que mi maquillaje necesitaba un retoque bastante importante, pero me sent?a contenta. Ni siquiera la i...
Jessica y las ninfasLa detective Jessica B. investiga un nuevo caso. Vestida con su ropa preferida, la detective treintañera se siente más cómoda, con unos vaqueros de color claro, unas zapatillas deportivas blancas, una camiseta también blanca anudada por debajo dejando ver su ombligo y una gorra de béisbol dejando caer por detrás su preciosa melena de color castaño claro recogida en una coleta. Tras varias informaciones las pesquisas la llevan a un edificio abandonado en el centro de la...
Jill aparc? el coche como siempre, a unas manzanas del almac?n. Llevaba haciendo esto durante casi dos meses ya. Cada jueves sin falta. Le hab?a costado mucho conseguir un confidente dentro de la triada. La mafia china no aceptaba a ning?n desconocido. Siempre que un agente intentaba infiltrarse, o bien le ignoraban impidi?ndole penetrar en la organizaci?n, o bien desaparec?a del mapa. Desde que la hab?an asignado a la brigada de crimen organizado, Jill decidi? buscar otro camino. Si no iban a conseguir un infiltr...
*************Decimotercera parte************* El agotamiento me venci? pronto. Eran poco m?s de las diez cuando not? c?mo se me cerraban los ojos a pesar de todos mis esfuerzos. Mi primera intenci?n fue acostarme. Pero claro... ?el maquillaje! As? que tuve que hacer de tripas coraz?n (unas tripas que segu?an implorando m?s comida despu?s de la escueta cena) e ir al ba?o a devolver mi cara a un estado natural que cada vez iba a ver menos y menos en mi vida. Aprovech? para aliviarme. No me hubiera gustado despertar...
*************Novena parte************* Me acerqu? directamente a la persona que atend?a el bar. Era una mujer de unos cuarenta y tantos a?os, muy bien conservada. Estaba sentada delante de la caja registradora. Ten?a el pelo rubio (creo que no he visto tantas rubias juntas en mi vida) en un conservador peinado recogido en un mo?o bajo. Era muy delgada y s?lo destacaban dos impresionantes pechos, algo ca?dos, en su figura recta como la de una escoba. Vest?a un feo uniforme de camarera de rayas verdes y bla...
*************Duod?cima parte************* A medida que avanzaba la tarde entend? por qu? Dalia nunca parec?a estar en una postura relajada, aunque estuviera sentada, comiendo o de cualquier otra manera. Al parecer, mi due?o hab?a elegido para m? que fuera elegante y sexy al mismo tiempo. Eso requer?a aprender toda una nueva forma de moverme, de sentarme y hasta de comer. En algunos puntos me parec?a a los juegos gestuales de mi nueva amiga, pero en otros me separaba. Ella era m?s... vulgar hasta en eso. Per...
*************Octava parte************* Apenas un minuto m?s tarde estaba de nuevo sentada ante el tocador donde Isabel hab?a depilado mis cejas la tarde anterior. Repar? que estaba lleno de productos que no hab?a visto en mi ?ltima visita. ?Todo esto es lo que vas a tener que aprender a usar, Laura ?me dijo Isabel con su voz siempre agradable. Con la rotundidad de su cuerpo, con su belleza y con esa voz tan profundamente sensual, una idea me daba vueltas por la cabeza. ?C?mo pod?a carecer de de...
*************S?ptima parte************* Entr? al ba?o y cerr? la puerta detr?s. Dej? la maquinilla y el gel sobre el lavabo. Ah? me ten?a de nuevo, delante del espejo. El pelo era una aut?ntica mara?a y ten?a ojeras de haber llorado y de no haber dormido lo suficiente (?o lo hab?a hecho?. Segu?a sin saber qu? hora era... ni qu? d?a, ni siquiera qu? a?o). Suspir? y me quit? el pijama. Volv? a mirar mi cuerpo desnudo. Me fij? de nuevo en mis diminutas tetas. ?Joder! ?Ni siquiera estaban proporcionadas!. Eran una peque?a protuberancia con...
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card, with a crisp new C-note in it, to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box. I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
Wife LoversGillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card—with a crisp new C-note in it—to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box—I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
I turned forty five today and decided to write my life story or at least a chapter of my life. I called it “The Unleashing of Sara Miller”. It was all about what happened at a point in my life that caused my life to quickly spiral downward and take a turn to a place no one had expected. I got caught up in a life that I thought I had left behind well before I met my husband of twenty fife years, David. I had suppressed so much of that part of my life that it all exploded and resurrected itself...
EroticInsisto, mi cuñada una gordibuena q me saca d eje, después d tener nuestros primeros encuentros, la relación fue distinta, ya mas confianza, nuestros juegos a doble sentido son mas seguidos, cada vez q la saludo, si estamos solos le como la boca, y le mando mano a su hermoso culo, si hay alguien la apretó bien a mi para sentir esas tetas grandes q me vuelven loco, disimulando un abrazo de familiaEn una ocasión me toco ir a hacer un tramite muy temprano, q al volver a casa la cruzo, iba...
*************Decimocuarta parte************* Mi rubia tutora tuvo que consolarme con caricias en el pelo y palabras tranquilizadoras. Yo, por mi parte, estaba m?s que dispuesta a dejarme mimar. Me apoy? sobre su pecho, grande y duro, hasta que mis l?grimas, que por fin hab?an salido en torrente, amainaron de nuevo. ?Despu?s del cambio, los primeros reconocimientos no son agradables, lo s? ?me dec?a, cuando iba recuperando mi compostura?. Ni siquiera conoces a?n tu cuerpo como para que te lo examine ...
*************Sexta parte************* Hab?a amanecido cuando Isabel abri? la puerta con energ?a. Yo estaba dormido y casi me cuelgo de la l?mpara del susto. ??Arriba, perezosa! ?dijo con su voz cantarina y aparentemente siempre feliz?. ?El d?a ya ha comenzado y hay un mill?n de cosas por hacer! Llevaba un vestido en tonos morados que dejaba ver el nacimiento de sus abundantes pechos y se estrechaba en la cintura, marcando una cintura de avispa. Terminaba aproximadamente un palmo por encima de la ...
Las Hembras © 2004 by DrDan In all honesty, I didn't give it a good deal of serious thought when I initiallydiscovered it. Sometimes people pull pranks, occasionally a little girl willhave a mean older brother, and once in a while some warped youth will do somethingmacabre as a means of gaining attention. As it was, my job as a parole officeralready attracted the attention of various miscreants, although I'd yet toencounter an individual savvy enough to locate my home address. That,...
*************Und?cima parte************* Cuando recog? la bandeja con la comida, lo que encontr? era tan escaso que me dieron ganas de llorar: un plato de espinacas hervidas y un filetito de pechuga de pollo a la plancha. Ni la sonrisa comprensiva de la camarera me anim?. Busqu? con los ojos en la sala a Dalia pero no la encontr?, as? que me sent? sola y empec? a devorar las magras viandas. Mis costumbres antiguas me llevaron a intentar engullir a grandes bocados... pero me di cuenta de que, simplement...
*************D?cima parte************* En mi vida anterior, ir a la peluquer?a era un tr?mite que ten?a que cumplir cada dos meses m?s o menos. Entraba en el local de Luis, un se?or mayor y calvo (como casi todos los peluqueros, curiosa paradoja) y le preguntaba si ten?a un rato para cogerme. Me sentaba en la una butaca que parec?a tener cien a?os y a los veinte minutos sal?a con la cantidad de pelo imprescindible para peinarme. Y eso era todo. Mi conocimiento de lo que representaba para una mujer, para m? mis...
*************Primera parte************* Hace tanto tiempo que no tengo un orgasmo que ni siquiera estoy segura de lo que se siente. S? que jam?s tendr? otrto en mi vida, pero hace mucho que no me importa. He aprendido a vivir as? y a disfrutar cada relaci?n sexual. S?, tengo una vida sexual y me encanta. El hecho de que no me pueda correr no la hace peor. Dejadme que vuelva la vista atr?s y os cuente algo de mi. Nac? como var?n har? aproximadamente treinta a?os, creo. Todo ese periodo de mi vida est? bastante ...
The Game ... first time sex: Part 20 Gaming in Las Vegas Please read chapters 1 - 19 in order understand the context for this chapter. From the feedback that I receive, I promise that the preceding chapters are worth reading. I send a very sincere thanks in advance for to all of the loyal readers for leaving comments. The title of the first chapter is "The Game First Time Sex rev 1" for anyone just finding my diary. Please use the search feature to find all of the chapters. There are several...
First TimeIntroduction: The saga continues Id been working at Mr. Millers for almost six months now loving every minute of being his personal slut. Ever since hed raped me then gotten my father to let me come help him out around his farm Id been coming to stay every weekend. Id had a birthday, and was fourteen now. My brown hair had grown to my shoulders because Mr. Miller likes long hair, my green eyes were still bright and even though my tits had grown out of my 32B cup they werent quite at a C yet so...
Introduction: The saga continues When I came too after my first multi fuck I was still in the dark room Mr. Miller had brought me to in the dance club. I was naked and covered in cum. I heard soft moaning and looked around. Mr. Miller was sitting on the couch and Ginger was between his legs sucking his long hard cock slowly in and out of her mouth. As I watched I felt my nipples harden, and my cunt get wet from my own juices. I must have made a noise because Mr. Miller looked over at me and...
*************Cuarta parte************* Isabel me sac? de mi habitaci?n. Me cogi? de la mano para llevarme a otro recinto dentro de la misma planta. ?No, no ?me dijo en cuanto empec? a andar?. No lo hagas as?... Para caminar con esos tacones tienes que cimbrear las caderas... Mover el culo de un lado a otro y poner los pies como si lo hicieses por una cuerda a diez metros de altura... as?... A ella le sal?a con una absoluta naturalidad. Tanta que ni siquiera me hab?a fijado en que caminaba "sobre la l?nea". ...
PRELUDE Shannon's body moved slowly in the seat, responding to every little touch, each caress. She didn't know which was the slowest ... his mouth exploring the inside of her trembling thighs as it moved up from her knees or the excruciatingly slow descent of her soaked thong being drawn down her legs. When they met half way he didn't ignore either one. Instead, he licked and kissed his way around the flimsy garment, taking time to enjoy the soaked lace by gently rubbing his face in it....
Katie and I had been friends ever since we were babies. We lived in a small town, where there was really nothing much to do, so she and I spent virtually all our free time together growing up. There was no secrecy between us. We literally knew everything about each other. We had grown up swimming in the creek and had only started wearing suits when our parents, for some reason, decided we were too big to see each other naked any more. I remember we talked about that when it happened. We thought...
I had little time for contemplation on matters of the heart because when I arrived back at CCC I found the prairie ablaze, and it was literally all hands to the pumps. The area affected was just to the east of where the Medicine Man Exercises were taking place, and it needed so much man power to contain the inferno that the exercises were put on hold, and the current BG attending Exercise Medicine Man, along with Canadian fire crews and OPFOR, were deployed. After a week of non-stop flailing...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, Id finally grown but only an inch, I was now 49 not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits had finally pushed past my B cup and I was wearing a 32C bra at just fourteen. Id heard my mother say, when she thought I couldnt hear, that it...
Well I want to tell this story. This story is about a virgin. Who goes to Las Vegas to have some fun. A young man from West Philadelphia. Plans a trip to go to Las Vegas. He saved a lot of money to get a plane ticket. He packs up a few things and he. Heads down to the airport. He definitely makes sure that he has everything. Once he gets to Philadelphia International Airport. He gets in line to show his plane ticket. He got on a first class flight to Las Vegas. He enjoyed flying first class for...
El bus de las 9Vengo de jugar un partido, voy en el autobús de camino a casa, es de noche, sobre las 9, voy con el pantalón corto y una camiseta, estoy cansado y me he colocado casi al final, voy solo yo y el conductor que ni se fija en mí por el retrovisor. De repente el autobús se para, veo que hay un atasco y al final se ven luces de ambulancia, debe de haber un accidente, toca esperar.Un poco más adelante veo varias chicas de veintitantos que miran hacia adelante, son curiosas. Veo que...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series After almost a year of being Mr. Millers little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they...
Vecinos a las 6 de la mañanaSon las 6 de la mañana, como muchos días Mónica se levanta de la cama tras sonar su despertador, tiene que ir a la Universidad pero no se levanta tan pronto por eso, sabe que su vecino se levanta a esa hora. Mónica se da una ducha rápida, sale sin secarse, desnuda y con el cuerpo mojado se acerca a la ventana que da al patio con los vecinos, casi tapada por unas cortinas blancas la chica se coloca en una silla mirando hacia abajo, a la ventana de su vecino de...
This was not something that we planned. After all, a boss should never have an affair with a subordinate. But it happened, and I can't say I regret it.Let me start with the situation. My name is John Eltimon, and I'm the general manager of a small food products distribution company in Los Angeles.This story happened during a trip I recently made to a vending trade show in Las Vegas. This show is where people who sell the foods sold in vending machines try and convince the thousands of small...
Straight Sex*************Segunda parte************* Cuando despert? hab?a recobrado mi voluntad, al menos aparentemente. Estaba preocupado. De hecho, estaba aterrorizado. Me incorpor? en la cama en la que estaba tumbado. Lo recordaba absolutamente todo. Sin embargo, hab?a perdido toda noci?n temporal. ?Cu?nto tiempo hab?a pasado privado de conocimiento? ?Horas? ?A?os? ?Me hab?an "transformado" completamente? ?Hab?an siquiera comenzado a hacerlo? ?Hab?a sido todo una pesadilla? Mir? a mi alrededor. Estaba en una habitaci?n d...
*************Tercera parte************* La habitaci?n ten?a una puerta blanca que estaba cerrada. Gir? el pomo y se abri? sin problemas. Fuera lo que fuera el sitio en el que estaba, no era precisamente una prisi?n. El pasillo era como el de cualquier hospital privado, luminoso y silencioso. Una enfermera me vi? asomar y acudi? corriendo a mi lado. ?No, Laura, no. No puedes salir ?dijo, cogi?ndome de los hombros y devolvi?ndome al interior del cuarto?. Enseguida vendr? el doctor y podr?s hablar con ?l. ?Per...
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Julia DeMarco was a genius, a scientific protégée, and an extreme techno-nerd. She could read and write well before her third birthday, had graduated from MIT before her fourteenth birthday, and received her third doctorate before she could legally drive at the age of sixteen. The breakthroughs in long distance holography which she developed while getting those doctorates were immediately adopted by the military. But for security reasons, it was not until she reached her eighteenth birthday...
Exhibitionism‘CindySpice, you are an amazing woman.’ Hello Las Vegas! That was my motto for three beautiful nights and two and a half days. They say that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, how true that is. At least it is for me. I had never been to Las Vegas before though I’d had the opportunity to go once before but just didn’t think it smart at the time. Looking back I’m grateful that I didn’t go when I had the chance because I don’t think I would have done all that I did this time, probably not even...
*************Quinta parte************* De nuevo con mi pijama y sola, volv? a la habitaci?n. Mi primer deseo al llegar a ella fue darle dos patadas a las est?pidas sandalias y caminar a gusto y descalzo. Me cost? unos segundos entender que no pod?a hacerlo. Que para m?, la comodidad en los pies era ahora precisamente esa herramienta de tortura que llevaba puesta. Suspir? frunciendo el ce?o y los labios en un gesto infantil que no era propio de m?... pero representaba muy bien c?mo me sent?a. Volv? a acercarme...
‘I can’t do it Sarge.’ ‘Goddamn it Bobby, put the fuckin’ cuffs on. You know the drill, now put ’em on.’ I ordered. ‘But Sarge…’ he said, trying not to offend me. ‘Give me the goddamn handcuffs Bobby, I’ll do it myself,’ taking Bobby’s cuffs from his trembling hands. Bobby’s a good kid, I’ve known him most of his life. He’s going to make a fine cop someday, he’s just a little confused right now. Hell, we’re all confused right now. I even wonder how things ever got to this point. Something...
For most white people, their knee-jerk, conditioned response at the mere mention of the word reparations is to scream, “My family never owned any slaves. I’m not paying any reparations! You Blacks need to just get over it, slavery was in the past, let it go for Christ’s sake.” For Werner Steven Miller, Steven to most, his perceptions were completely opposite. Steven had a deep-seated, compelling desire to pay for the sins of his hypothetical father; he longed to be the nasty pet of a...
How could a summer vacation be so damn boring? My expectations were way off base. I mean what red blooded us male would trade a week in the solitude of the forrest for a weekend of sex, drugs, and more of all of it? This guy. I traded the sex, sex, drugs,drugs drugs, and sex for this. My name is bobby, im an impressive young man. I stand 5'11" 190lbs. Yes i work out, yes i have a girlfriend. Yes my cock is wonderful at 8.5 thick cut inches shaved, and powerful. I wasn't always a handsome fuck...
IncestBuran Miller StoryBy: Londebaaz Chohan[A True Story Of My Good Friend Buran Miller]I sincerely believe, canvass and defend the motto, ‘to everyone his own’. I do not claim that I am not judgmental at points but mostly as I do not like to be judged by everybody so I try very hard not to judge others and impose my view point or opinion, if I can avoid it. I am who I am and I do not like to be looked at with judicious eyes. People are heterosexual, gay, bisexual, gay tops, gay bottoms, gay...
It was a great spring day and I thought I would go for a walk. I put on some cut off shorts, no panties and a bikini top and a half shirt. I liked going without panties because I liked the cool breeze blowing across my cooch. I walked around the block and noticed that Mr Miller was out in his garden so I thought I would stop in and help him, like I always do. He was man in his early eighties and his wife had died some time ago. He said hi to me and I planted my ass right across from and spread...
Introduction: The end of the story As we drove home from the city Mr. Miller explained to me his plan to get my parents to let me go live out at the farm with him on a full time basis. I knew what he was talking about was wrong, but I also knew it meant Id be able to fuck and suck as much as I wanted and I was excited. Not only about that, but about how we were going to do it. From the car Mr. Miller called my parents and apologized about getting stuck in the city, he told them we were on our...
Bryan had always promised to take me to Las Vegas. Each time he told me of his plans to go, they did not include me. I was hurt. I knew I had no business feeling that way. It was his entertainment. I knew my place in his life. I was not his girlfriend.He usually took his girlfriend Lisa. He went to Las Vegas often. I had never been and had all my life heard stories of Las Vegas and wondered what it was like in person.This particular week Bryan told me of his plans to go. He said he was bringing...
TrueThe next day, we flew to Las Vegas. Evan lived a couple of hours from the Portland airport. Since Noelle was going, too, she hopped a ride with us and we all traveled together. It was a quiet trip, at first. I was exhausted from the day before and my relatively sleepless night. Every once in a while, Evan would look at me, squeeze my hand and smile. I knew he was worried about me, but I was just tired. The flight was uneventful and the cab ride to the hotel took less than twenty minutes....
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Las Vegas is world famous for gambling. Secondly for all the various exhibitions, and thirdly for famous artist performances. And then the sex. Prostitution is forbidden within city limits, but in the local phone book you will find about 100 pages solely for “private dancers”. A euphemism for female entertainment anyway you like it. Just outside city limits, you will find the famous chicken farms, large legal brothels, where almost every sexual desire can be satisfied. Almost. There are...
Introduction: Joan has a new bikini. What happens in Las Vegas stays in Las Vegas My wife Joan has been traveling with me on business trips. While I work Joan scouts for possible sexual adventures. The next business trip was to Las Vegas. Las Vegas is a wonderland of adult fun: Casinos, Showgirls, famous performers and wonderful hotels and resorts. The hotel we were staying at was the Cosmopolitan. We had a Lanai suite. It was a two level suite with a private plunge pool and direct access to...
Andee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...