Risky ride Stories

The September wind slammed the rocks and sand at Dalabukta camping with a force tourists swore marked the end of the world, but Kristiansund dwellers counted as mere advent preparation. The sea roared with the wind, and the rain added a percussive layer that turned the night haunting. But there was another roar on the gale, angrier—or maybe just hornier. The black Mustang tore past Folkeparken, then Dalen gård, and beneat...

I suppose it was inevitable that the guys' dicks would come out. The three of us have been talking about sex for half an hour straight. Actually, you can scratch the word "straight," since we are all men in the car and we're now discussing what we want to do to each other once we get to our weekend cabin rental. As the driver, I have some level of concern over Eric and Rick exposing themselves on a public road. We are in...

Joan woke up on Saturday morning rubbing her horny Pussy, with her naughty mind running wild, wondering how she was going to satisfy her horny body. She remembered the bar and pool hall on the county line she had visited a long time ago and how much she enjoyed teasing the patrons in the bar. The people that would be there were people from the country looking for a good time on their night out. As she thought about her la...