The dash on the passenger side of that old red Kenworth had a nice sloping angle to it so that it sloped towards the front edge of the bucket seat. I loved to turn around backwards and recline back on the dash with my ass in the seat and my legs propped up on the back of the seat stretching up to the roof of the cab. He seemed to enjoy it when I’d lay back...
The store was pretty empty at that time of night when I went in. There were a few guys lurking around, pretending to look at the stripper clothes for their 'girlfriends'. But it wasn't like that inside the darkened theater at Adult Emporium. I bought a ticket after giving a sidelong glace to a couple of them who looked up when I walked in. I knew why they we...
I was eighteen. I was invincible, or at least thought I was. I had my first taste of sex shortly before my eighteenth birthday, and since then had gone a little off the rails. I could not seem to get enough. I would leave my parents house with a wave some evenings, and not make it back for two or three weeks. Eventually the parents gave up trying to control...
Where's that train? There it is, platform 3, departs in 5 minutes, better run! Phew just made it, find a seat, can see one, looks like the last in the carriage, eyes fixed on it to try and dissuade anyone else from grabbing it. Hmm, woman sat against the window scanning some paperwork, short jacket, mid thigh dress, tights and boots, two guys, both wearing s...
It was almost nine in the morning when Jolene stirred and pulled the sheets up over her naked body. I moved up from between my wife's legs to lie next to her and slip my hand around her body. Jolene let out a low sigh and pressed her body backward against mine. My hand moved to her right breast as my cock began stirring between my wife's legs. Jolene asked m...
This is one of my most daring escapades in public nudity. Since I was very young, exhibitionism was my preferred way to turn on. The more daring display the more exhilarating it was. To this day I get hard just thinking about it. I was on a night flight to London. I was flying business class. I have had fun on many flights but this was to be the boldest and...
This is my second attempt at a story. Like any story I would write, this is based largely upon fact with maybe just a touch of embellishment. Sara and I are a married couple in our early thirties, this is the second marriage for both of us. We live in the Chicago area and both of us have busy careers that at times seem all consuming. When our marriage reac...
I stood on the hot train platform trying my best to squeeze into the sliver of shade that was falling on the pavement. The strap from my bag was causing a strip of sweat to spread over my shoulder. With nowhere to sit, I had little choice but to stand in front of the train doors, waiting for the whim of the conductor to open them. I was on my way home after...
It was late. Martin had lost track of time but it had been dark for a while now and it felt like they'd been waiting forever. He stood, staring into his own dim reflection in the airport window, beside his girlfriend Ali. For her part she looked just as bored, but she'd turned her head away from him - her cute little way of telling him she was annoyed. Funny...
"Is Jessie here?" the man at the door asked Carissa. Looking at him in disgusted she shouted "Jessie!" Rushing down the stairs I saw them both staring at me. I was dressed in a black blouse that said "punk rock", short white pleated skirt and black and white sneakers. My blue dyed hair was caught in a ponytail and I pondered for a while if that's why they...