“Bull shit,” I called Ralph out. He was usually full of shit. If ten percent of what came out of his mouth was the truth that was a very good day. “Seriously,” he said, more animated than usual. “You’re telling me that you got a blow job at lunch time at the adult store?” I
I could tell he was anxious. Informing him about the Halloween party raised a lot of questions on his end which I skillfully either ignored or diverted. I had not been mean right from the start, but I clearly told him he had 3 chances to come up with a suitable Halloween outfit idea. If
Marie pushed open the front door of her home and headed straight for the bedroom. She had just come back from a night out with her college friends. Normally she would spent Friday evening with her husband Leo but he had to wake up very early the next morning. Marie quickly got out of her
I live in the city and my story really starts when I was nine and my father came home early from work and caught my mom fucking the owner of the building we live in. My mom has been fucking anybody who could make her pussy happy, as long as I can remember and my
We sat out on the balcony looking at the people walking by on the sidewalk below. I was smoking a cigarette and lying in my lawn chair. “Anything else you need?” the little munchkin said sit- ting across from me, buttoning up his little pants. “Ummm…a real boyfriend?” I said sort of jokingly. “You big
At sixteen, I was ashamed to admit I was a virgin. Like most teenage males, I put up a macho front. When I was with my best friend Chuck, we would swap stories of our “past sexual experiences.” “Yeah, she wanted me to join the ski club, so we could make love in a snowmobile.”
Kristen thought to herself as she crept down the hallway, moving closer to the soft moans coming from the guest bedroom. It was almost three in the morning, and Kristen, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie kept fighting the urge to peek. Images of being caught peeking in flashed into her mind, the outrage
It was Saturday and it was beautiful. I walked to the river to check my trot line. I had the line stretched across and all I had to do was pull up on it and if there was a fish, I would swim out and retrieve it-there were none this morning. I strolled on down
At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She’s always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a kid. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body,
I have known Dana for a number of years and never really gave our relationship much thought. We have been good friends, but I never really thought of her sexual- ly. Possibly because she had never expressed an overt interest in me, and possibly because I’m white and she’s black. I always thought she was
Annette Garnick walked into the living room where her son Andy sat watching TV. “Honey,” she said. “I found this old 60’s tiger striped bikini in the attic. But I think it shrunk! Either that or Mommy’s been eating too much cheese. Take a look. Is this too small for my body, Andy?” Andy’s eyes
I had been distracted by her all night. In fact, I was paying more attention to her than I was to my bow- ling. I was watching how her jeans just hugged the curves of her ass. Every time she got up to bowl I was mesmerized, and it wasn’t long before my score reflected
Frank knew he shouldn’t have sniffed the flower. As the clown had approached him, he had done his best to sit like a statue and ignore the grumpy old fart, until the ugly face had leaned in close to him and said, “Play along and I’ll make it up to you after the show.” It
My wife Julie is a beautiful and sexy blonde and I love her dearly. She is very quiet and well mannered. That is precisely why the things I learned about her dark side surprised me. For example, little did I know, when we married two years ago, that she had this fantasy of being shared
She screamed in agony as he forced his cock deep into her bowels, stretching her ass until she thought it would tear, her slender fourteen year old body shaking and jerking in revulsion and terror, her body bent over and tied achingly to a large chair. She couldn’t believe, her mind a whirl of pain