Doris, my wife, was now sitting close to the stranger we met at the bar. She had tipped up her glass and finished her drink, her second one of the night. She looked at me with a rat6her strange look in her eye’s, “Jerry do you think he’s cute,” she teased me as she sat
Susan sat in her bedroom with her best friend Helen. The two 21 year-old’s were discussing a porno movie that they has watched at their friend David’s place the previous evening. “Jesus Susan, that guy’s dick. Can you imagine that in you for christ’s sake!” They both laughed. “And that kinky stuff… absolutely weird. You
“Good night, honey!” she murmured. “I’ll be in later.” She looked at him before she left the room, seeing that he was sound asleep already. Lisa sat in the darkened living room. So much had happened this day. She was delighted that Mike was so willing, so eager. She crossed her legs and leaned back
Lisa didn’t want to release her son. She wanted to hold him on top of her forever. His weight made her feel good. His cock was still inside her tight cunt, still throbbing from the glowing discharge. The lips of her pussy flexed about it, something she had no control over. Her cunt had this
First a little about me: I’m 22, 6’1″, very good bulky build, lightly tanned skin, forest tattoo up left bicep, long dark light brown hair (usually in a bun), light stubble, brownish-green eyes, neatly trimmed pubes, fat 8in cut cock, kiwi sized balls. My buddy owns a huge horse farm out in the country, and
The bar finally calmed as night slowly became dawn. The evening had been rowdy because the men had not received liberty in two weeks because of the holiday that had overtaken the city. Each legionary was to be given one day’s liberty over this weekend and Dismas and Gestas had a firm plan that involved
Sometimes my husband and I like to play a game we call, “I Dare You.” It all started innocently enough. We were at an amusement park, and Chad dared me to go on the big roller coaster. I did it, and then dared him to go on this scary free-fall ride. He wouldn’t do it,
If I had been a dedicated trail hiker before, now I was there every chance I got. My pussy would cream at the idea of being opened up with my watcher’s 9 inch cock. On the trail, when I found a private place to let my flow go, I would now strip completly naked, it
In July following my junior year in high school, my sister and I reached a new plateau in our physical relationship. I bought or borrowed porno magazines on occasion, from curiosity or for jacking off to, and I knew Alex studied them too. Not that she made a secret of it — we had no
You finished work at the bar and are walking home just after midnight, your favourite music playing through your ear buds not really thinking of anything just in auto pilot on the familiar route home. You don’t hear a thing, suddenly everything goes black as a sack is pulled over your head and down your
I wrote this story on the site but for some reason it got lost. This is the best of my memory to it but its not as well written as the last one. it pissed me off too. This story is not yet true. But it will be. My wife one day asked what I
It’s now about three years since we first met at Claire’s 21st birthday party. It’s a clich , I know, but it seems like such a long time ago. You seemed so shy then – I guess I did too – and so bright. I love you, Little Star. I miss you so much. Ah,
Our small reunion party had wound down quickly thereafter, my three sisters being somewhat emotionally drained, and I worn out, with my pajamas already on owing to the necessity of a clothing change and a bit of a wash. All four of us were buzzed on wine, and had had long days either traveling or
Jason Fraser chewed his pencil nervously at the front of his school class, trying to concentrate. As usual, he was getting distracted by Mrs. Norman’s dressing. He could hardly hear any of the Math theories she was talking about. His eyes were completely and totally focused on her legs. They were long, slinky and almost
I suspected all along from several comments she’d made that Sally was into wetting her pants. We were alone today and I was imagining Sally’s faded jeans heather gray T-shirt and sneakers soaked in piss. We shot the breeze as we walked; talking about a recent news report on the lack of female restrooms came