We had been texting back and forth all day. It was Friday and we’d have the house to ourselves when I got home at 8:30. You had already messaged me to remove my panties. I went into the ladies’ room, removed them and put them in my purse. I was wearing a short skirt and
“Fuck me!” The echo, the plea in my wife’s voice, the insistent growl of her eager submission, those words excited me hard, almost terrifying me as they cut my soul. I loosened my grip, letting Andrea’s golden locks start to slip from the hard knot of my fingers. She moaned low, with a melted wanton
It sounded like a good weekend getaway. Brandi’s parents were going out of town, and they needed someone to watch the dogs. They had a house in the mountains. We got there early Friday afternoon. Her parents left, and we had the place to ourselves. It had been in the high 20’s, and about 4pm,
The sun was just beginning to dip beneath the horizon of the far side of Lake Lanier as Tony Durand drove slowly down their steep driveway and into the garage. The commute out from Atlanta was a bitch, but being able to enjoy the beauty and privacy of their secluded lakeside home made it all
Common wisdom is that a post-menopausal woman lubricates less than when she was younger, and that her sex drive decreases to the point of apathy. Sure, I’ve seen that happen in a few women. It certainly wasn’t true for Lydia. Lydia and I met doing online chat. Two years of conversations resulted in a face
I’ll admit it: the first six months after my divorce I was like a blind dog on Viagra , ready, willing, and able to jump on anything female. You see, I’d been married for almost 10 years to a good-looking but very uptight and very frigid woman; at 37, I was finally free and clear
What a night Last night! Ouch! My whole body aches, but it’s the kind of ache I crave. No work today, that’s for sure. I can just imagine the shocked looks on the faces of the girls in the office if they knew how I get my sexual pleasure. The reserved, prim and proper public
Jess was puttering around her “office” not really doing much. There were no expense reports since the first supplies shipment wasn’t do for two more days and the excavations hadn’t really started. They had been delayed while negotiating with the local tribe. Ron walked into the tent. “You ready to go?” he asked. “Go where?”
There is only one way for a 6′ 10″ 425lb guy to have sex with a hooters waitress. Let alone anal sex. The fact that no sexy hooters girl anywhere would consent to such an act with a guy like him didn’t lessen his craving, in fact, it made his need more intense. What right
We are not the products of our circumstances, but we are surely the sum of all the stupid choices that our parents have inflicted on us.” Shun told me this when he took me to my first client. “And there is nothing we can do to undo this damage — not you, not me,” he
It was obvious from the moment they walked into the pub that they were mother and daughter. A further brief look at the two, and it was apparent that the older woman once had all the sexual allure that her offspring now half- innocently exuded. It wasn’t that the mother, (I found out later her
Conny- Beautiful 18 year old with sandy blond hair and blue eyes.The most popular girl in school. Ms Allen-Forty year old girls basketball coach at Conny’s highschool. Tall brunnette with a strong facial charector(picture the average womens basketball coach) Joan-Captain of the girls basketball team.She is a seventeen year old statuesque blond. Kim-Same age as
By the time I was twenty years of age, I really wanted desperately to become a Broadway actress, but, instead, like a lot of other girls, I became a fulltime waitress and worked the tourist tables at Emilio’s down in the Village. Then I got to be lucky and was living with a nice guy,
I was walking home from the last day of school. It was already close to a 100 degrees out. It was about a 4 mile walk back to my house. I had missed the last school bus. I had to stay after for detention. I got caught passing a note for my best friend, Stan.
I was soaping my body in the shower, getting ready for school, when I heard a faint tinkling sound. I peeked out from behind the curtain, and there sat my 260 pound step sister on the toilet relieving herself. “Hey Bro. Sorry to intrude, but I couldn’t hold it back any longer.” I then saw