Knock – knock – knock. The brass knocker on Steve Matthews’ front door made its particular sound of metal through oak to announce a visitor. Steve ambled toward the front door, dressed in nylon jogging shorts and an old t-shirt, typical for him on a Saturday morning following an early round of golf. As he
I had just turned 40 and wasn’t really feeling that good about it. Some of the guys at work thought it was funny and decided to take me to a local nude bar for a private party. I figured why not, there was no one at home, since I had divorced years earlier and hadn’t
I own two cats, Bear and Precious. Of the two cats I think I’m more like Bear than it’s good for me to be. The two of them are litter mates, even though you can’t tell by looking at them. Bear is a beautiful black long hair and Precious is a white and gray short
My tale starts way back when I was just 18,(my mum was 43) and beginning to take an interest in this curious thing called the female body…. I had never really taken much notice of girls/women before this, preferring to be out with the lads playing football etc. However we were having our bathroom replumbed
It was the last class of the day and Marla was tired. Being a phys-ed instructor at St. Mary’s high school was a demanding job and the girls had been especially troublesome. Spring probably had some- thing to do with the rambunctious nature of her charges, but all their energy was wearing her out. Also,
My wife Joyce and I have always enjoyed reading letters and stories about a lifestyle we have found to be exciting for both of us. That life style is wife sharing. I truly enjoy sharing Joyce with other men while she enjoys the excitement and sex from many different partners. Until recently I have found
My wife has been in Seattle for the past week, at a conference. One of my fantasies has been for her to get sexually involved with someone at an out of town conference. I’ve told her about this fantasy on a few occasions while we were screwing. It was always a great turn on for
The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem strange for most young teens who would rather be gallivanting around without their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked each other. And they had much in common. Their attraction for
Hello everyone! I just wanted to say that story the presented here is real and current. Men and women seem to be interested in this particular subject matter so I’m telling this in public for the first time. When this story first occurred, I was 22 and my mother’s sister was 45. We have been
Kelly was tired after a very long day. Her office was empty and she was hoping to leave soon. Her company had been showing new overseas clients around the office, so she was dressed up more than usual. She was wearing a sharp black dress with silver accents. Her very shapely legs were covered in
I’d like to tell you about my lovely wife and the wonderful relationship we have together. I married Jeanne (the name I’ll use for her here) when she was 18. We had both just graduated from high school and hadn’t had any sexual experiences outside of the ones we had with each other. Now, let
She is tall and athletic, with short blonde hair tipped with a silver tint. She is a figure skater. You can tell by the muscles that ripple through her beauti- ful legs as she walks. She has a sweet girlish face. Her eyes are bright; they dart around the room playful- ly. She wears a
Anna knelt in her ‘secret place’. It was dark. The only light came in through a crack in the wall. When her family had moved into this house a year ago she had found this small cubby-hole behind a secret panel in her closet. She had covered the entrance with some clothes and hadn’t told
My grandfather died when I was teen, and my grandmother never remarried. I had always wondered why, and sometimes I wondered if she dated. She would come over, and I used to wonder what she looked like naked, if her body was still in good enough shape for a man to be interested. She wasn’t
Martha had experienced a welter of emotions since her husband had been put in his place. She had been thrilled to see her huge hunk of a husband fall before the savage fighting skills of her slender female lover. Then, as she watched the man she’d married being reduced from a proud male to a