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Part One:2010 slipped into 2011 without incident; it was, however, a strange year. With my workshop knowledge, I was promoted to Bus and Coach supervisor and given various roles from engineering to driver training, and my hours varied. I bought an old van that I converted to a sort of camper and bought a seven-seater. Ellen, my wife, took on some home-based catalogue work but kept on her full-time job, and we had the prospect of moving into our first house.Part Two:My wife hosted one of those...

Sandras Adventures

Sandra was a 19 years old german girl with blond hairs and blue eyes. She grew up in Hamburg as a daughter of a professor of sociology. So she was well educated and visited a good school. Her parenthood were tolerant people, politically more left wing . So Sandra was educated in this mind and this was one raison, why she started to be interested in the problems of the southern countries, especially of Africa, and was also involved as a young activist in antiracism demonstrations since her...

Matilda In The Sand 1

It’s cooler in the bazaar.Over the years and even centuries, layers of desert sand have been shaped by hand to make the domed roofs and the thick walls, so that generations of sellers and buyers could trade in the cave-like coolness of the market labyrinth.Matilda savours the sound of the call to prayer coming amplified from high on an unseen minaret. It’s Friday. The beautiful mosques will soon be crowded.She has arrived, at last, and she is not going to leave in a hurry.Ah, Le Maroc. Matilda...

Being Sand Bagged

Some girls in her dorm had been doing a number on her, sand-bagging our relationship. They would joke and make statements to her that I must be enjoying myself cheating on her miles away at my school. At this time, I believe they carried it a little too far, but I found out too late to do any good. Someone had a couple of close high school friends that were aiding them in their plan. Pictures would be taken around my school of me and a girl, unknown to me, standing close together. ...

Sex holiday 1 Lust in the Sand Dunes

This is purely fantasy. My wife and I had finally been able to arrange a holiday to Maspalomas whilst our son was looked after at home by his grandparents. My wife had just gone through the menopause and was flitting between a depressed state as she had gone through the change, and feeling more randy. In recent weeks my wife’s sexual desire had returned with a vengeance and as there was no chance of becoming pregnant we had decided that all sex would now be bareback. Away had gone the condoms...

My Magaluf Holiday Sand Sex and more Sex

I am sure a lot of people look at their photos, especially on the beach and see girls showing themselves and have wished they knew it when they took it, by then it's usually too late to take advantage.I have always been a girl that flashes or if I restate it and just say I was never bothered if my bikini bottoms became bunched up or lay off to the side of my vagina for a full on, I was all the more for it and I knew it, especially when I knew men were looking.Men who have sex with girls just...

Sun Sand and Sex

When Amanda heard the caller’s voice, she instantly knew that this call was different. It was Sarah and she had a distinct level of excitement in her voice. And Amanda was equally excited because it was a call she never expected to get, but had hoped for.Amanda and Sarah had met that summer, while attending a teaching course at the local college. They had hit it off from hour one as they had similar careers as high school teachers and similar interests for women in their mid twenties. Plus...

ROSITA AND CLARITA PART III BEACH SUN SAND AND

Hello friends. How are you? I imagine they are fine, no matter what time and no where in the world are reading me right now. Can you imagine what I would not give right now for being asoleándome? Refrescándome?? Beach, sun, sand, women (men if they are women) and sex, are the general characteristics that define a beach when a person visits, in this story, love and sex and was on my side though outside in secret, and it was the woman who changed my life and gave a radical shift in the sexual, a...

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“Morning! Going up to the lake today. Come with!” I read the text from my friend Grace as I ran on the treadmill. Puffing a bit as I finished the fifth and last mile, I mentally reviewed my to do list for the day. A day at the beach sounded much more fun than tackling the mountains of laundry waiting for me in the laundry room. Without a qualm for the guilt my flashing-neon-to-do list was trying to inflict upon me, I gleefully abandoned my plans for a chore day.“beach sounds great. Time? Who...

Fun in the Maspalomas Sand Dunes continued

So there you were still on all fours cum leaking from your pussy and ass and your face smeared with cum from sucking those cocks clean. The two strangers had left and I was laying there looking at my cum soaked sub and stroking my cock as you moved over to my lap and sank your mouth on to my cock.We enjoyed the sun and the sand as we played relaxed and played through the day me filling your mouth and pussy and ass again with cum as we idled the day away. The sun was setting as we were thinking...

Matilda in the Sand

It’s cooler in the bazaar. Over the years and even centuries, layers of desert sand have been shaped by hand to make the domed roofs and the thick walls, so that generations of sellers and buyers could trade in the cave coolness of the market labyrinth. Matilda savours the sound of the call to prayer coming amplified from high on an unseen minaret. It’s Friday. The beautiful mosques will soon be crowded. She has arrived, at last, and she is not going to leave in a hurry. Ah, Le Maroc....

A Fistful of Sand Book 1Chapter 21 Dreams and Nightmares

Gregg lay awake in bed early on Saturday morning. Like most nights, last night was restless ... but this time it wasn't because of those damnable recurring dreams of his, that is to say — his dreams of his former selves' untimely deaths. No, it was a pleasant break from the typical nocturnal horrors in that last night he got very little sleep because of the two women currently sharing the bed with him. Heather's bedsprings had been given a noisy workout through the late hours and into the...

The House at Sand PinesChapter 2 Mixing Business and Pleasure

"I haven't had a meal like this in ages," Charlotte sighed with a contented look. "It was very good, wasn't it," I agreed. "Are you staying here at this hotel?" she asked. "No, I'm staying with my mother at our family home. She lives out near UBC. What about you? Are you staying at a hotel?" "No, that's a luxury for now," she said regretfully. "I'm staying with one of the girls I went to school with. She has a condo on False Creek. It's a reasonable walk to the...

Incredible ChangesChapter 153 Surf Turf and Sand in Unwanted Places

Wonder if they have somewhere with a big juicy steak close by. One with those dimmed lights and dark booths along the wall. I got teased by all Molly, Jan and Jon about having to show off at both the bathing suit and underwear stores. “Hey, they needed someone to show them they don’t know as much as they think. Seriously, those women in the underwear store have been doing that for at least half their lives. All of them were wearing the same badly fitting bras they fit on other women because...

Grains of SandChapter 10

Yakhir was nursing a goose egg on the back of his head from sitting up too quickly in one of the bins when a runner from his clan shouted his name from the tunnel. The pain became immediately inconsequential to the quickening thump of his heart. The runner could only mean one thing: a Council meeting had been called outside of the normal schedule. Jahmiel Kevit-Nakar had heard the runner as well and met the two when they emerged into the Shaft. He offered Yakhir words of encouragement and...

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