Lying here in bed, in my room at the nursing home, I think back on all the women I’ve had. Sweet as maple syrup, every one of them. The warm smell of the soft nipple of my high school sweetheart, back before the War that was. It would stand right up, that nipple, when I
Leticia Humphrey wasn’t the world’s richest woman. She wasn’t even close. All the same, two and a half billion was nothing to sneeze at. Ruthlessness — that was what had brought her this far — utter and completely cold-blooded ruthlessness. (Her birth name had, in fact, been Ruth, but she had purged herself of *that*
My wife’s mom moved with us when she divorced my father-in-law. Sheila is a very sexy woman of forty-five. She works out at the gym every day to keep her body firm and shapely.Even her daughter has little advantage over her in terms of body appeal. One night,while Sheila was out, Tanya and I availed
I really can’t help it. I can influence others’ minds completely, and their bodies to some extent by way of their minds. It’s understandable that I use my ability for my own pleasure. Not selfish pleasure, though. Not entirely selfish. Believe me, every one of my “victims” thoroughly enjoys what he or she undergoes. Take
My wife, Dawn, and I were married a little over 3 years ago, when she was still 17 and I was 22. Neither of us had experimented very much with sex before we met, and we enjoyed sex together, but all too soon it became somewhat routine. I work the midnight shift at “The Point”
We were excited when our invitation arrived but surprised at the size of the accompanying questionnaire. Was this club really going to be worth it ? By all accounts, it was. My friend Phil had let slip that he was a member of a swingers club and it only cost me a few drinks to
“Every time we got together, Mr. Harvey and me, he would ask me if I wanted to go over to his house to have our fun. For a while I wouldn’t go; I just couldn’t bring myself to do those things with him while his wife was looking on. Finally he convinced me by showing
When Frank called, she put him off. She knew he was hurt and puzzled when she broke their date for that evening, but she couldn’t help it. Her thoughts were jumbled, and although she was very much in love with him, she now had something else to think about. All day, Tommy was with her
As Annette was reminiscing about the past, her fingers were busy playing with her sensitive clit. Once again her pussy was flooded with climax and she came against her expert hand, bucking her hips back and forth against it, legs spread widely as he leaned back against the bathroom sink. When the spasms subsided enough
Robbie left her bed just in time. Hal came home around midnight, and she had just shooed her son out of her room only five minutes earlier. She worried that her husband would notice the mussed sheets, smell the scent of hot cunt and wild fucking that lingered in the room, but all he did
I was driving my Buick Deuce Deuce Five Convertible at a full sixty down the windy Highway 66, heading east. My girlfriend Terry was frigging herself in the front seat. I drove one handed, sipping a bottle of Cold Creek water with the other. My dick was crumpled up in my pants; I wanted to
She looked up from her work and noticed him sitting there. Every day at the same time he came into the library, picked a book off the shelf and sat down in the same place. He was a handsome man, 6′ 4′ and well built, with a shock of blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
Well she did get an A in the subject and I wondered how. She had been going “to the library” a couple of times a week “to study for his course”. I wondered about it but I wasn’t going to ask and I had told her I didn’t want to know. What was weird is
It’s the story of my first anal sex experience that happened when I was 19, about 5-6 years ago. It happened with the first girl I’d actually consider a “girlfriend”, though we were only together about 6 months. First, a little about me. I’m a taller guy, around 6’1. Fairly skinny build, though I work