I took Melody out after church one Sunday. She was a rather nice girl, 36 years of age, not exactly a playboy model though. Nice long, dark blond hair, with a pleasant complexion to her face, blue eyes, and her breasts were well proportioned to her body ... [read more]
My study leave was over and I was going back to my college. It was a 12 hour long journey. I decided to board the night train. My dad had booked first class ticket for me. I found my coach and closed the door of my cabin.
John was in my mouth when I clamped my lips around his shaft. He moved his hips forward, and I felt that fleshy cock slide across my tongue to the back of my throat. He started pumping me as I sucked on his swollen cock. My first taste of his pre-cum was ... [read more]
I met him in the strangest of places, no maybe not, it was the lobby of the hotel where I was staying while visiting Paris with my family. He was so easy on the eye for someone my age (all of 18) and wreaking with innocents my more sophisticated frien ... [read more]
They say there are four stages of sexual addiction; Preoccupation, Ritualization, Compulsion, and finally Despair. The preoccupation and ritualization stages are largely about repeated fantasies about sexual situations and obsessing with the urge to live ... [read more]