“You remember Niharika, my friend from work?” My wife Cheryl surprised me by mentioning her name one day in the late Spring. “She came to Thanksgiving last year.” “Sure, yes,” I replied. “And she came by to return the dish you lent her, when you were at t...
It has been fifty years, yet I never forgot a single detail. After work, every Friday, we secretly met in our favourite hidey-hole behind the post office. I clearly remember how she possessively held it firmly in her delicate hand and how I liked watching...
There were three hours left before Rich clocked out of work. I have been bored all day, doing nothing but sleep and eat on my day off. I decided to FaceTime him. "Sexy bum, your cam is off." The sheets on the bed rustled when I shifted. "Rich, my phone's...
I lay back, pondering the sudden change in Emily. “So, Emily, is this the first time you’ve been with a girl?” “Well, years ago we kissed each other, but only to make sure we could before our first boyfriends, but not since, and no, this was the first tim...
“It’s getting late,” Naomi said, hoping Emmanuel would take the hint, stop playing with his new tablet, and notice the decreasingly subtle way she was invading his personal space, but just got a non-committal grunt. I really didn’t think his Christmas pre...
As I lay in the golden sunshine, the heat scorching my body, I felt a sudden shock as my nipple responded to the icy drip of cream running over the swell of my breast. My eyes flashed open as I saw you standing over me grinning as you dipped my nipples i...
“Two 99s please, with raspberry sauce.” I could feel the fresh semen running down my face. A string of it hung off my chin before dripping onto the bikini-clad bulge of my right tit. The ice-cream-van lad’s eyes were on stalks. “Erm, yes, sure, love,” he...
So Kimmi only pays once! Lets see about that, shall we? Standing there, made filthy with ice cream, churned by my hands. I tore her top in two, revealing the plumpness of my prize, my dirty bra less girl knew what she was doing. My cone rifles through he...
“Are you sure it’s gonna be okay?” asked Alison. She was sitting in the back of a black London taxi, sandwiched between her parents. “Yes, honeypot,” replied her mother, “Professor Cuntslicker has sorted it all out. The black boy has left the country –...
You know my weakness; vanilla ice cream. You walk into the bedroom, your cock covered in it. I drop to my knees, my lips engulfing your cock as my tongue works its magic. Licking, sucking, stroking with my finger tips. My lips are tight around your cock a...
Lily’s tongue caresses the mound of ice cream atop her cone. Her hand holds the cone tenderly, the way it might hold the shaft of my cock. I imagine Lily's soft, moist tongue stroking the head of my cock the way it strokes the ice cream. That image makes...
Jerry Martin worked at the Foster Freeze ice cream store. He had worked at the shop for a year. The ice cream shop was popular with local teenagers. His boss had put in a few video games that the kids liked to play. Jerry was a bit awkward and a little ne...
When it’s three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course. That’s exactly what a certain dark-blon...
Sitting under the awning next to her truck, Vanille looked down the street and decided that the fair was beginning to wind down. She breathed a sigh of relief both because the long day was over, and because she was going to turn a decent profit from worki...
To fully enjoy this episode it is recommended that you read Soft Target 4: Girl's night in first.As Chrissie had been relating the events of last night, Keith’s eyes had been fixed on Amelie, taking in every pore of her nakedness, and his mouth had been h...
