Both the wife and me knew the inevitable was going to happen. The mother in laws had been fighting for weeks now every time they saw each other. The arguments were getting worse and worse so one day in joking I suggested that they undressed and fight it out. The loser could be the other’s
The last year I turned 21 and everything started to happen all at once, as if all my life I was waiting for the beginning and finally there it was. Last year my mom Estella, for all intents and purposes, left my stepfather. He’s a total dick who is borderline insane, bi-polar, and a womanizer.
I had been reading a couple of stories I had found on the internet and was very horny as I masturbated. I was soaking wet as I read them. It was getting late so I decided to print off another story and go take a bath and lay down for the night. I love to
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
My wife Julie and I decided to take a well deserved vacation to the Caribbean. After some research we decided on Jamaica. I went on-line to look at the different resorts, as we looking for some privacy. I found a small exclusive resort called Goldeneye. It was expensive but very private. I searched on-line at
Jane has been in charge of the Bonobo enclosure for a couple of month, and she was enchanted with them. She has come here from ** where she had been in the staff of the local zoo, working with the Chimpanzees. She liked these lively and curious apes but their irascibility and mischief making especially
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
My next-door neighbor Patty reminded me a lot of Carol. Both had beautiful dark hair and exceptionally pretty faces, and although Carol was tall and Patty short, there was still something about both of them that somehow made them sisters. And while Carol, with her almond-shaped green eyes and long fine legs looked erotic, Patty
“Hey John, I am getting an early parole. I’ll be out in two weeks! Can I stay with you?” With that one phone conversation John knew that his life was about to change. Again. He had not heard the voice on the phone for over five years now. A lifetime for both of them. Ronald
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
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
Linda was extremely disturbed when she learned her youngest daughter had married a black man of 21. She disapproved of mixed marriages and was very vocal about it. As a businesswoman of 40, she was financially secured supporting her two daughters and was doing extremely well till June married Lucas. She tried to avoid going
Tom Bradley crouched low, measuring his opponent, and sensed the match was almost over. His adversary, Whip Smith, swayed with exhaustion and glistened with sweat, having suffered several power moves and debilitating holds. At six feet two inches and 244 solid pounds, Bradley’s height and conditioning lent him a visible advantage as the match pressed
Work parties are not my cup of tea. I’m not sure they’re anyone’s, so sometimes I wonder why they even exist. I don’t really want to know any of the people I work with any better. As much as I’d like to be, I’m not a teenager anymore and neither are they. I already have
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