Hi Friends, I am posting this series on behalf of my fan who reached out to me to help him compose and edit on his behalf. This story is about Ramesh who is a loving husband 27yrs old and Rekha who is a 21yrs old housewife. Read on in his own words from here. My
My name is Luke. I am 21 years old and a student at the University of California. The final bell had rung for me. I’m officially on Spring Break! After a long stressful semester of studying engineering, I am done with school for a week. I am looking forward to spending time with my friends
Judy heard the screeching tires and she immediately knew who it was. There was only one person who drove like an idiot on Collins Road. She turned her head long enough to see the fire engine red Ford pulling up beside her. Buddy Wright put his head out the window. “You want a ride?” he
Nick runs a catering firm with his assistant Molly, and I help out too when they have a big order to fill. One night we were catering for a really big dinner party, and it was well after midnight when we got home. We’ve got a large extension at the back of the apartment which
Julie had a miscarriage three months after returning from our week holiday in Turkey. To this day I will never know who had made her pregnant me or the young boys or the filthy old men. Since money was tight we decided to advertise in the local university paper for a lodger, to help pay
It began as any ordinary day. Julie was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast for me and James and listening to the radio. As I came down for breakfast, I notice Julie was a little nervous. I could tell that there was something else bothering her. Maybe the prospect of her date with James at the
Yes!! Business trip finished a day early, flying home without calling to surprise you! I KNOW I am forgetting something. No matter. I retrieve my car from long term parking and begin the drive home, fantasizing about making love to you tonight. As I turn onto my street, I remember what it was I forgot.
It’s a lovely walk through a cool summer night with smells like freshly mown grass and the memory of teenage lust. It’s cool but I’m sweating. She’s dressed in a flowing blue dress, her hair is down around her shoulders, long and brown and shiningly clean. Her breasts are large under the dress, she’s taken
I can’t believe what I’m doing! I know I’ll be going to hell when I die, but I just can’t make myself care. I feel freer and more alive than I ever have. I’m tingling all over. I’m lying nude on my side in bed with an ex-con named Wade Masterson, the strongest, most masculine
I hope you enjoyed my latest story about my wife’s sexual adventures. It would be a good idea to read the previous stories before this one because, whilst each is a stand alone adventure, the previous stories add some history, a description of my wife and build a pattern of her slowly getting more and
My wife and I married when she was 24, and at the time we were too broke to afford a nice honeymoon. So after about a year, we were able to scrimp and save enough to go on a vacation. We decided on going to an all inclusive resort in the Dominican Republic for about
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
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
Ruth came home from work. Obviously she and Bronwyn had discussed the swingers club night. The details sounded great. Lots of drinking and lots of fucking. Ruth then shocked me, asking me about anal sex. Apparently Bronwyn had said some guys were into it. We had never done anything like that and Ruth wanted to
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