Annabelle had her back to me and I ran my eyes up and down her body, silently admiring her form - the curve of her thighs and butt, the way her shoulders looked in that sleeveless shirt. Even from behind, on this angle, I could see the fullness of her chest. She turned and smiled at me as she handed me a tall glass of water. "How are the boys doing?" she a...
Chapter 1 – New Beginnings "Good morning! Hey Randalf, where you dreaming about naked women again?" "Wow, Sandra! Why are you walking around like that?" "Like what? You're my big brother!" "Whatever! I'm still a guy. Just put some clothes on already!" "Get over it! All I'm trying to do is cheer up my sad, lonely, celibate big brother. Don't you feel luc...
NOTE: A fictional story designed for those who can handle it. * * * "Hey! You frickin' lazy bum! Wake up, will ya?" "Yeah, getcher carcass out of bed, I'm Armpit..." "And I'm Costello." "Welcome to Morning Mayhem on Rockin' 92!" The crunching chords of Bachman-Turner Overdrive's seventies hit Takin' Care Of Business began. The two hosts continued talki...
Note: I know it’s been an awfully long time since I wrote in. I had to be hospitalized; it was minor, but unavoidable. And while I lay in the hospital bed and ogled at the sexy nurses in their tight uniforms and all those who came visiting, my mind (naturally) filed up with fantasies. Back when I opened my mail, I was astonished to find the scores of lette...
When I first saw Karyn, there was only one thing I was sure of... There wasn't going to be anything between the two of us. Not that there should have been, because after all, Karyn Miller wasn't coming to my house for my personal amusement. She was a Home Health Aide, assigned to visit me four times a week as I recovered from back surgery, and the first day...
Maddie opened the door and gave Dileep a long hug. Someone less sexually talented may have thrown up after smelling Madelyn's armpit odor for that long, but Dileep's penis hardened in his shorts to its full 9 inches. Madelyn smiled as she led him inside, feeling his consciousness flood back into her control because of his inhalation of her smell. It was jus...
When I was younger my dad got me a summer job working on Saturdays for Mrs Jones. She was a woman who had a property out by the river and my job was to help her do landscaping, cut back trees, lay pavings etc. The property was a bit run down and it was hard work. Mrs Jones was a bit of a hippie. She lived alone and I guess she must have been divorced becau...
There was pandemonium in the crowd. At least a dozen men were getting blown by their partners and most women were in various stages of undress. The judges were tallying the score or maybe recovering their poise after the “hairy show”. Sean Connery and Brad Pitt (was there a better judge for the show) could hardly hide their massive erections stripped as they...
This chapter contains loving wives, cuckold, fetish and voyeur content. Room 119, Riviera Motel 7:45 p.m. .... Maya's hands rubbed my chest, feeling my nipples through the wife-beater and biting them lightly before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of the t-shirt. She pulled the shirt up, and I raised my arms to accommodate her. Tanish cleared his th...
I had just finished filling the compartments of the stand that had been in front of our house for years, and as I made the tomatoes and corn look just right in their places, I remembered how my wife used to get upset if the display looked ragged. The idea of selling vegetables out of the little cart had been the idea of my late wife Carol, and I kept filling...