Sweet sex Stories

It was New Year’s Eve – again. My parents were away celebrating with friends and not expected back until sometime after they’d recovered – which I sincerely hoped would be the afternoon of New Year’s Day at the earliest. So, I had the house to myself – always an advantage if, like me, you were a horny nineteen-year-old only child and didn’t have anywhere to go with your girlfriend. Opportunity knocks and all that. I was k...