Just a few things you should know about me to begin with. I am an overweight, middle aged married woman who loves sex. I find time to please myself during the day and at night I have a husband that loves to fuck me. I keep my pussy neatly trimmed to where I have a
I meet my husband Tony a little over four years ago at our local dogging spot in the west of England, he had been dogging for a few years. A friend had talked me into coming along and have a look at what goes on and I have always been sex mad. The people were
Bonnie’s remark caught me off-guard. “My next dog is going to have a big tongue.” My girlfriend’s little beagle was enthusiastically licking her hand when she said it. We had been drinking tequila. Alcohol always makes Bonnie more uninhibited, but even so I was a little shocked at what she had said. “Why’s that?” I
This story was written as an adult fantasy. For those who missed Part 1 of this story, I am Prachi, a 5 ft 7 young light-skinned Indian girl with a slim, tight body and small firm breasts. My friend Roshni is 5 ft 6 and looks quite similar to me, except with a more dusky
It was a beautiful late spring day and Lisa was in her backyard weeding the landscaping. Like all the homes in the subdivision she had a high privacy fence around the yard and Lisa was working on the fence line between her and her neighbors Tabby and Greg, a couple in their mid-thirties that had
Colette was sweating, taking out her irritation on the weeds in the flower bed beside the house, when she heard the taxi stop in front. She peered around the corner of the house, squinting into the late afternoon sun. Even before she saw the figure sashaying up the front walk, she grimaced. She knew it
Thanksgiving. I had been busy in the kitchen all morning, getting everything ready. Lisa had been in a foul temper all week, and I hoped that a good dinner would help to improve her mood. Since last Friday, I have been on her bad side when I made the mistake of laughing at her when
My friend Mandy wanted to go on a week’s holiday and asked me if I would consider looking after her Doberman called Max. He’s a great dog, just a big softy and I said yes of course, he would be company for me in the long winter evenings. I had always had this fantasy about
About four months ago, I was talking online to some people in a bestiality chat room. We were all having fun, enjoying each other’s stories and comments, but one person really had my attention. We kept the chat room open, but slowly began talking less to the others and more just with each other. Her
I still remember the day that I kicked my cheating whore wife out of the house like it was yesterday. I was walking through the front door after being away for a couple of days on business, the bitch wasn’t expecting me for another day or so when I walked in on her being gangbanged.
The Smedleys had a boarder living in the loft, a writer, an odd sort but he paid very well to have his meals brought to him. He was little trouble, little noticed, seldom seen, but the six-hundred dollars he paid in cash each month was. That money was a godsend to the Smedleys who had
OOH MY GOD, IT’S WAS SO AWESOME, just like always with him, it felt ooh so, so good. Yes, just like always, I was mere moments from crashing head first into another one of those earth shattering orgasm he always gave me. Ooh, ooh yes, just like always I could feel this cock expanding to
After the fun I had with my dog Enzo and my drunken friend Karl, I decided to keep my eye out for more opportunities for fun with Enzo. Enzo was my German Shepard mix dog. I’m not sure what he was mixed with, but he ended up being a good bit bigger than a standard
It was a usual balmy hot and humid afternoon right after lunch, and I was feeling stir crazy, so I decided to take a drive. So I changed real quickly to something more airy and loose fitting, choosing a spaghetti- strap tank and a short mini skirt and my sandals. I then put my hair
I stood looking over the steep overhang. It was absolutely gorgeous. The valley below opened up into a serene landscape of greens and blues. The latter was the creek, issuing from a beautiful waterfall, cascading from the rocks half a mile to my left. It wasn’t large by any means, but its beauty at that