My name is Kevin Randle. Moving back home after several years was tough. I had set up a decent office job after I’d gotten out of college and had what I thought was a pretty happy life. I had money in the bank, a nice car, a decent condo and a girlfriend I thought I
My wife and I had made friends with Christie and her mom about four years ago. Christie was only sixteen and still in high school when her parents divorced and it was kind of rough on her. My wife and I took Christie under our wing and ‘adopted’ her as the daughter we never had.
I lay on my back beside her and watched her breathe as she slept. So beautiful; she was of mixed origins, quarter black, quarter true Spanish, and half Caucasian. Her skin tone was golden brown that seemed to glow in moonlight, brown eyes and red flaming red hair spread across the pillow and across her
Ralph was eighteen years old and still a virgin. So because of that he spent lots of time looking at porn on the Internet and jerking off late at night. He could jerk off three times a day thinking about fucking a sexy woman. Ralph lived alone with his mom, Brittany. She was a sexy
Our parents wanted to go away for the weekend to attend a New Years Eve party with old friends and asked our aunt if she would look after us girls for the night, which she was happy to do. All day that first day she kept going into my room without knocking as if trying
It was my last night at the Hotel Danieli in Venice, Italy. Id just closed a major deal, and was celebrating with a room service dinner and a bottle of champagne. Afterwards I took a long hot shower, then stretched out naked on the bed with a book and a Cuban cigar. The July evening
It was a dark and stormy night, I’ve always wanted to write that and finally I truthfully can. I invited a few guys working in my construction company over to watch Sunday Night Baseball. We had lots of beer stockpiled and although it was raining hard, I had the windows open. I like hot, humid
I’ve never been much different from the other girls I saw everyday at school. In fact, I was exactly like them, wanting to be hip, wanting to be pretty, wanting to be seen with the hot popular guys. And that’s exactly what it was like until my mother decided to divorce my dad when I
It was six in the morning. Jugnu awoke and saw that he had a partial hard-on. It was much firmer than normal and the young man attributed this immediately to the incest stories he read last night. Automatically, his hand reached down under the sheets to grip his lengthening cock. In his mind’s eye, Jugnu
Charlene and I had been married for the past eight years. We got engaged right out of college, I got a job, we promised each other that we’d wait to have children until our income could make ends meet. That was eight years ago. We live together in a north-side condo. I work as a
Let me make it absolutely clear before I start with this true tale, I am not in anyway gay. I have never wanted to be fucked by another man or even thought about getting intimate with a member of the same sex. Sure, I love watching two women going at it, in fact, I derive
After a hard day at the office, Cherane wasn’t in the mood for her usual “gentlemen callers” tonight. She hoped that she could simply go home, take a nice hot bubble bath, and wane her vice-presidential tensions at a gourmet home-delivered meal. But tonight there was a slight detour from the normal state of affairs.
After I left the village where farmer Norman introduced me to my first bestial experience I seemed to drift from place to place. There was no contact at all with old friends from the village so I just started over again, and enrolled in evening classes one year because I got so bored. It was
I had left work early and headed for my aunts house where my wife and I shared a small bedroom together. We had left our Midwestern home and moved nearer to my aunt in Oregon for purely career reasons. When the transfer came it was sudden and shocking and we were completely unprepared. So when
I’ll begin by saying that I am well aware this particular fantasy of mine is pretty odd and that it may well gross out some of you reading this, but what can I say, I guess I’m a pervert. I can’t say exactly when my fascination with the female posterior began, but I do know