Mrs. Layman watched the heavily set handyman march in and out of her house; he had been working ceaselessly for the last two days renovating the bathroom. She sighed softly as his shirtless muscular frame disappeared out to his van again, he smelt of sweat with a hint of aftershave, that left her trying to
“Mom has a problem. Sherry refuses to cuckold her husband to get pregnant.” Dear Mother Debbie, I know you usually help only cuckolded men and wimp wannabes, but I read your very perceptive reply to the young woman in “A Woman Who Loves Men” and I was hoping you could help me as well. The
After I graduated from the University of Maryland two years ago I got a job with Teach for America, a nonprofit group devoted to getting talented and motivated graduates to work teaching underprivileged minorities. I was assigned to be a grade-school teacher at an inner-city charter school in Washington, DC. This was the opportunity I
I smiled as I looked at the teenage blonde, sitting on the couch, no clothes on, a smile on her face. Her two, small titties were the size of tangerines, with dark brown nipples, stiff and ready to be sucked and pulled on. Her tanned skin looked inviting, as she spread her legs, saying “Come
I was sitting at home dressed only in my robe because it felt better not to have on tight clothing on, seeing that I was six months pregnant. My husband was off at work. His job kept him at work usually 70 or 80 hours a week. It kept me lonely but I knew that
I’d always heard that women got hornier while they were pregnant, but I didn’t realize just how bad it was until my best friend and his wife got pregnant. Since I got laid off last summer I’ve been paying the bills by taking odd jobs around town; painting houses, roofing houses and mowing lawns. Michael,
After I retired, I moved to a resort town near a large military base. A lifelong bachelor, I enjoyed the good life, and always had a good time. Although I was 60 years old, my weight was still about 180, distributed nicely on my 6′ 1″ frame. Shortly after I moved to my neighborhood, a
I had just barely gotten out of the shower and was drying off when the bathroom door opened. There stood Darleen staring at me. She has a beautiful smile and a wonderful body. She steps into the bathroom, putting her index finger into her mouth sucking on it in an erotic manner. “Hey Sexy. I
I arrived at my friends apartment unannounced, late and half drunk. I’d been drinking and after starting to drive home decided I’d better not. Bob’s apartment was in a direct line from where I was to my own place so I stopped to crash on his sofa. I knew where he kept a spare key
Easter used to mean chocolate candy eggs laid by a magic bunny. But that was when I was a kid. Now it was just a Sunday that I got to sleep in for. I was deep into doing just that when my cell phone woke me up far earlier that I would have liked, even
I’m four months pregnant, my asshole husband hasn’t touched me since I told him I was with son and my pussy is wet all the time, I can’t get sex off my mind. I am spending more time playing with myself then anything else it seems and to top it off, we have just moved
Sneaking up on you isn’t easy. You’ve got a sixth sense. You’re a light sleeper, one of those men who “investigate the noise.” I don’t even try to stop you and convince you it was nothing anymore. You’re always “hearing something” but, today, I’m sneaking up on you. It’s taken me, what? Three minutes just
I was five months pregnant, but not showing much. Not enough to start with maternity clothes anyway. The problem was my husband. He was treating me like a porcelain doll he was afraid he’d break. I assured him that the doctor had said that sex would be okay as long as we were careful toward
Let me start by telling you a little about us. My name is Phillip and I am 23, I have been married to Sue for 2 years. She is 21. I always considered our sex life was great until one day when Sue and I were watching a porno flick. I could tell she was
George was huffing back home on his bicycle after an exciting and confusing afternoon with his girlfriend Lisa. As usual, George had spent a few hours at Lisa’s house after school. This had become a routine for them in the past several months. They would talk of the day’s events; who was doing what around