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Posing at a Private School
When she was in college, she had several jobs. She was a nanny once, a barista. She had a work-study job in the library. She tutored French. Her favorite job--and by far the easiest--was the one job she never told her boyfriend about.
In the same small town as the Liberal Arts college, was a private preparatory high school. Because it was a prep school for the children of the rich, it had college-level courses, from Chemistry to Literature. Even the art program had Life Drawing.
For a couple hours a week, she'd go to the prep school and pose for the Life Drawing class. It was simple, and stress-free. She even kind of liked knowing that the horny 18-year-old senior boys were checking her out. Let them look, she thought. She was proud of her body, comfortable in her own skin. Exactly how she hadn't felt in high school. Now the tables were turned.
B-cup's are beautiful
It's nice to know that one of the most popular porn stars of all time didn't have to "enhance" her beautiful b-cup breasts. They are perfectly lovely. And, in my opinion, the perfect size for her body.
(which, BTW, is 32b-26-31)
After School Alone Time
I can't tell you how many times I did this, coming home after cheer practice. I'd always have at least an hour before my parents would be home, and having the house to myself, enjoyed my alone time.
When Parents Are Away
We used to have so much fun at her house, after school, when her parents weren't home yet.
Farm Girl Reads Porn
This brought back a lot of memories of growing up on my Great-grandmother's ranch. I discovered my first "adult" magazine hidden in a drawer in the tractor barn. I couldn't wait to sneak it out and read it in private. It was old and slightly mildewed, the paper smelled musty, but the images were a world of beautiful people with beautiful bodies, doing things together I had never seen, but had always known happened.
On a farm, you figure out the basics of the "birds and bees" really quickly. But just because you see where baby cows come from, doesn't mean you get an education into human sexuality. It was farm more tender, and romantic, and something I wanted to experience someday for myself.
Tender Is The Night. And the Morning.
I love oral sex as a way to wake up--both giving and recieving. I love to give my partner pleasure. Fellatio can be an art. It can be a ritual. And it can be the start of a great day.
Hurt So Good
Guys who only watch porn might be under the misconception that anal sex doesn't hurt. Anal sex always hurts. But sometimes it hurts so good.
Trashy Girl
It's always fun to know a trashy girl.
When She is Bored: Young Threeway
One time when I was in France, I was talking with a young Fench girl. I don't know her exact age, but she was a student, and still lived at home. I asked if she had a boyfriend, and she said (and this is a literal quote) "No, but I do have two boys I fuck when I am bored."
Must be tough, being young, beautiful, French, and bored.
A Bondage Game
A game they liked to play. Handcuff her to a tree. Pull down her dress, just enough to expose her, embarrass her if anyone came by. He'd hide in the bushes, spying on her.
After an hour or so, if no one came by, he'd take her, as if her were a stranger. But then sometimes, a stranger would happen upon her first. Sometimes they would stare and walk away. Sometimes they'd take a picture. More than once, a man came up and copped a feel of her small, but firm breasts. One sucked on her puffy nipples. And one reached up under her dress, discovering that she wasn't wearing panties, and was already wet.
That's as far as it had gotten. She'd never been raped on the tree. But she was hoping.
Frolic in the Fountain (Of youth)
On vacation, everything seemed exotic--the narrow cobblestone streets, the tall windows with wooden shutters, the faded yellow and red and blue walls, centuries old. And the fountain, the fountain in the town square. By moonlight. They had wine with dinner, an aperitif, a digestif, and another bottle of wine. By the time they left, the cafe was closed. The windows were shuttered. The streets silent. The only thing moving was the fountain. Drawn to it, they swayed over. They stared at it. They dared each other.
It is good to be young, and wild. At least once.
California Dreaming
I am dreaming of those sunny days at the beach when you can wear next to nothing. Taking off the wet bikini top, and drying off in just a thin tank. Hair tangled and sun dried. The feeling of salt on skin from the sea and from sweat. Everyone is more beautiful and sexy.
Painting, Nude
One of my favorite memories is the time we painted the bedroom, naked. It was night and the neighbor's were home, and we didn't have curtains up yet. There's only one window that faces their house, and it's very doubtful they looked out and saw anything, but it was sort of an added thrill, knowing that we were enjoying our new first home, laying on a fresh coat of paint, in a room that would soon be a center to our lovemaking.
Beauty Defied, Beauty Defined
Two extremely beautiful images of the lovely Valiant. Most would agree that she has some of the most amazing natural breasts ever, but I especially adore her usually full bush and sometimes natural underarms. She defies beauty expectations, and therefore defines beauty on her own terms. For that, we are proud to feature her and her work and applaud.
Double Dare in the College Library
Studying late nights for finals, we can get a little silly. The library is open all night, but in the late late night, it's pretty quiet. Too tired and too brain dead to keep studying, but too wired to go to bed, it's time to take a break. Time for a double dare to make it interesting and memorable.
True That, Pornmongers Anonymous
How often ha this happened! (Not often enough.)
Smart and Sexy
Smart and sexy--just how it should be.
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