Diane was lying in her tub with the water pick gently spraying her open cunt. She was older but still good looking and was thinking of her last young boy. She knew that young boys had powerful hormones and, if you didn’t scare them away, they were fucking machines. She was lonely now that the
I’ve been sitting here crying for the last few hours. I know a man isn’t supposed to cry but I just can’t help myself. You see I love my wife very much. I love her with every fiber of my being and that is why I can’t understand why I make her do what I
We had being drinking all night at a local bar and ended up back at Bob’s place for a last drink and a smoke. Bob’s wife Jane was out with her girl friends and I was disappointed as I had wanted to meet her, after all he had told me about her she sounded hot
Well it happened again… I’d been away for a business trip and once I got back, my slut wife Ellen whispered in my ear, “I’ve been naughty” and I was instantly hard!! She gave me her best “Little Miss Naughty” look then jammed her hand down my pants and started her story… Ellen had been
I poured another shot. Kathy picked it up, held it out in a toast. “To alcohol.” “To absolut.” She corrected, and drained the glass, setting it down carefully. I nursed my shot. Kathy had been drinking like a fish for the last couple of hours, unaware or uncaring about the fact that I had had
One July, Saturday afternoon, the white, 18 – y/o friends, George and Dylan, had barely departed a video – game parlor before the wind blew a magazine, “The Dungeon Files”, in their direction. George it picked up, with the youngsters leafing through it until they asaw a woman s nude picture showing her pretty face,
I’m Martin. I had it all. Doing what I loved with the people I most loved. Everything had fallen into place. I worked hard, cared for people and had an inner desire to contribute to society. I was blessed with a six foot, six inch body that could perform gracefully on the basketball court. I
“Honey, it’s time for your paper route!” “Alright mom! I’m coming!” And Carly Simpson wasn’t kidding. She was coming, hard. As she spoke to her mother, she had three fingers of one hand jammed up her tight teenage cunt, and she was using the other hand to rub her swollen clit. She stood in front
High school was over and college was two months down the road. I needed a job. What I really needed was money. Anyhow, I took the first clerical job that came along, a menial, $250 a week, minimum wage job at a big brokerage house in the city. I rode the subway to work and
My boyfriend and I had purchased a two bedroom rancher in a rather upscale neighborhood and had been in it about eight months when I came home from work to find he had left me. There was just a short note that said he wasn’t ready to settle down into family life, sorry. Of course
I was sitting on my gran’s red sofa trying to watch a movie while feeling miserable as shit. Actually, the miserable feeling was into its fourth day, driving me crazy. It started last Saturday night; I’d been on the verge of getting my rock hard virgin boner into the sweet pussy of a petite, pretty
Alicea stood behind her husband, hand on his back, as he spoke to the clerk behind the desk. The folks scattered around offered their congratulations as they passed by the newly married couple. Alicea had insisted on remaining in their wedding clothes the entire night. That is, the entire night up until now. Once they
Diana felt anticipation growing within her as Michael wheeled their small, fully packed MGB down the narrow road. Outside, the moss-laden cypresses of the bayou country blurred by. She reached out and lovingly squeezed her husband’s thigh. He glanced at her, smiled, then returned his eyes to the winding road. Michael had been uneasy about