Marcella and I were a perfect match. I was in my 40s and just out of a 20 year marriage with all sorts of sexual fantasies She was divorced, in her 30s and scaring guys off with her sexual desires, fantasies and needs. On our first date she was very touchy with her hands. We
Growing up and living in a neighborhood where yards had no boundaries was amazing. When we were teens we’d all play together and run around. There were two pools that seemed more like a gathering place for neighbors and friends rather than the owners’ personal leisure spot. There was never a moment in the day
Denise rode the elevator up to the ninth floor. Getting off and walking up the corridor to the security office, she swiped her card through the door-side reader. “Quit feeling sorry for yourself,” she muttered, as the door opened. “You knew the deal.” Which wasn’t much help, when everyone else in the LaSalle building was
Amy, Tracey and Barb moved in to the ground floor apartment a few floors below me. I met them as they were moving in, each was 19 and all three were damn good looking. Our apartments were in the back of the complex and it was always completely dark back there. So, I gave them
Susan and I have been married for 15 years. We have two wonderful kids and both of us are in a good profession. A year ago, our sex life was on the dull side. The Penthouse and Playboys were not getting it anymore. Susan worked hard since the children were born losing the weight and
My desk is layered with paper. Unopened mail forms a mountain in one corner. Rejected insurance claims forms a smaller mountain – more like a hill – in the opposite corner. Between is a low valley of checks and billing statements. For the last two hours I’ve been trying to finish entering the week’s payments
An 18-year-old upper class spoilt brat goes out for a drive with her equally objectionable friend Belinda. Belinda’s flashy BMW cruises through suburbia. They mock those they see. But then they get lost in a rather run down part of town…. We have all met and heard about girls like Little Cutie. Her real name
A rustle of wind blows in from the surrounding trees, making me look up expectantly to the deep blackness of the night. I yearn that HE might appear. I dream of his gorgeous, tanned body. I imagine him walk out of the darkness and into the clearing of my campsite, the campsite of this frail
Tracy opened her eyes as a door slammed shut, startled into a confused consciousness, momentarily uncertain of where she was laying. The stale smell of unwashed clothes made Tracy grimace and turn away. “8:40” glowed in red on the night stand. “Shit,” she muttered, lifting her head off the thin pillow. A dingy white sheet
“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 dark-golden locks slip from the hard knot of my fingers. She moaned low, with a melted wanton glare in
I step out of the shower; my body is still glistening from the water, it’s dripping off my breasts. I walk into the bedroom and there she is! She’s waiting for me, I can already feel my pussy pulsing, getting hot and wet. She comes to me, reaching for my tits, cupping them in her
I could hear the buzzing from the saw. It woke me up that Saturday morning. Someone in my neighborhood was doing some kind of work with a saw, obviously. I sat up in bed and threw the covers off. In the kitchen, I turned on the coffee maker and sat at the table, having a
My name is Linda. I am a twenty-six year old woman who lives alone in an old house I recently inherited from my grandmother. The house is a large Victorian style almost big enough to be considered a mansion, located in the outskirts of Orlando, Florida. My dearly departed grandmother used it as a winter
My girlfriend Katherine recently fulfilled one of my fantasies. She seduced another man and provided fantastic details of her encounter with this lawyer friend of hers shortly after they had done the dirty deed in his office. My only regret was that I wasn’t there to watch. Then, after weeks of imagining the two of
Julie and Jennie giggled as they entered the locker room. They were the last girls to leave the pool, Julie giving Jennie a little lesson that would help her make her turns a bit tighter and faster. All the things Julie had been teaching Jennie over the years had paid dividends. Jennie was in particularly