No condom Stories

I quickly exited the car. Taking long strides, I glanced back to see her, almost in a run, trying to catch me. I slowed my pace to let her catch up. I knew exactly where we were going. “Ed and Becky's Hair Salon”.Ed was an old school gangster who turned his life around. Becky was a gang mama and notorious bisexual. Their shop was really a barbershop known to run gambling tickets and give cheap haircuts. It was a hang out...

Hearing the soft thump of feet walking by, John woke. Peeping through eyelashes he saw Marge. The firm moons of his mother's ass moved up and down enticingly as she walked. He could tell she was freshly showered as she unwrapped her toweled head and bent over. With her hair flipped forward, she shook her head side to side, spacing her feet wide for balance, the long slit of her cunt fully exposed. The hair-fringed outer l...

I am sitting in a skirt and blouse, period, in the passenger seat of a big luxury car which belongs to a guy I've just met. We are driving toward the city center, toward his hotel room. I am going to be very late for dinner, if I make it back at all. The fellow has just given me a world class orgasm, so fairness demands some reciprocity. My brain would prefer that the reciprocity be delayed so that I can get home without...