The next morning I was up early hoping to catch a glimpse of Jane and Jacqui groping each other. But when I scanned the room I could see that I was too late. The bed was empty and Jacqui’s clothes were gone. I opened my door and managed to hear them talking down stairs in
My mother-in-law is an attractive mature lady of 63. She is slim build and, most importantly, is of an older school of ladies who wear tights everyday, even under trousers. I have often fooled around with her, grabbing her arse when kissing goodbye etc, touching her nylon clad legs when out at parties, all of
My wife and I have been married some 5 years this month. We could not have been happier all that time. Or so I thought but it got even better recently. The highlight hit at a company dinner dance recently when our life really changed. It remains to be seen if it was for the
I knew it was wrong. I don’t trust anyone who ever says otherwise. People don’t really lose their head and become overwhelmed by lust and lose control. We all know exactly what we’re doing. And we make a decision to do bad things, even when we know we’re crossing a line. It’s not that we
“Hello Mrs Melon” I said aloud as I walked through the living room. “Oh hi Tommy” she replied. “Is Steven in?” I asked. “No, he’s not coming back ’til tonight, he’s gone out with his father. Well, how have you been?” she asked as she pointed for me to take a seat. Mrs Melon, was
“You have no idea how good you make an old woman feel when you do that,” Gloria said to Jerry when they had finished their yoga and were resting, she sitting with one leg crossed, the other knee up, which totally exposed her pussy, as she saw his eyes on her, followed by his cock
“Jerry, grandma is coming to stay with us,” Teri informed her 19-year-old son at dinner that evening. “She hasn’t visited us in a while,” Jerry replied. “She’s not coming to visit, Jerry, she’s coming to live with us,” Teri explained, inwardly wincing as she saw the look on her son’s face. “But why?” Jerry asked.
This is my first story and it is based on a personal experience but it is not entirely true as I did add up to make the story better I’m just a young boy and I’m about to turn 18 and my mom’s friend whose name is Lisa, actually I would call her Mrs. Carter
Like all young men, or most of them I would think, maybe even older men too, the first thing I do upon awakening is reach for my crotch for that reassurance that it’s still there, still working, or just to say good morning to a dear friend. There are times when you don’t need to
Ring !!Ring! Ring – My phone is ringing and I whip open the shower curtain and run for the mobile phone on my night stand next to my bed. “Hello. Hello! You reached him now give me some news!” I say. “Hello, is this Jeremy best friend. My name is Ms. Keisha and I was
Here I was at 26. Bored, broke and worst of all single. I lived alone in a one bed room apartment downtown, the one thing I did have going for me and spent my nights working a dreadful factory gig manufacturing pickled foods. Pigs feet, pig lips, pigs ears, eggs, sausages, you name it. If
First, let me own up. I am a mature man, yet ever since I was young and saw a gorgeous mature buxom lady wearing a girdle and fucking a guy on top, I have maintained a fetish to for plump mature women with big floppy tits wearing open crotch girdles and no underwear …oh yes,
I’m 25years old. I’m a regular viewer and would like to share my story with you all. this story is about me and my stepmom pretty who is around 36 years and just mind blowing, gorgeous with large tits. My father is a charted accountant, so my cousin had brought a file from his dad.
I met Roger sometime in the sixties. We grew into the very interesting seventies. When least expected, we were best buddies. Roger is some 3 years older than myself, so besides being a great friend, he was some sort of teacher. Roger and me shared the first woman, and of course, Roger was there when
Jane is English, 18 and exactly 5 feet tall with natural long blonde hair, stunningly beautiful, with blue eyes and the most fantastic slim shapely figure. She had just finished her final year at school gaining three “A” Levels and looking forward to university, when her life was changed forever. Although Jane excelled academically at