My friend Phil was the quintessential bachelor not getting married until he was nearly forty, thirty-seven to be exact. He owned a gym, drove a new Corvette convertible, and was a regular, every night, at all of Boston's hot spots. Friendly and personable, Phil knew everyone and because he was such a popular guy, everyone wanted to be his friend. Every weeke...
Jane Jetson sat in front of one of the family's household computer monitors. She knew that what she was about to do would probably upset her and was somewhat of an invasion of her husband's privacy but she also knew that she just had to know what he was doing on the Universally Galactic Wide Web whenever he'd stay up late at night on the damn thing. He was b...
Chapter 3: The Drive After several long, deep, passionate kisses you know we need to go before we start all over again. You whisper softly. "I hate to leave your touch, but let me get in." You pull from the car and close the door walking around to the driver's side. As you open your door and start to slide in you look across the car and see me; my hair da...
My cock was as hard as steel, which is saying a lot for a 48 year old man. My wife of twenty-three years was lying on top of me in a classic sixty-nine position. As she hovered her mouth over the tip of my dick, little moans escaped from her drooling lips as Joseph pounded her sloppy cunt doggy style. I was in complete oblivion. The sounds coming from his pe...
He drank his glass greedily, water spilling over his chin andstaining his shirt. It made me laugh to think what else was gong to be all over his shirt before the night was out. I sipped my water far more slowly. I held it to my temples, dampening my hair and cooling my desire, just a bit. I caught his eye as he was trying to order in in-room porn flick. Smil...
This story picks up right where "My Wife the Stripper Ch. 02" left off. If you haven't read that one, you might want to before reading this one... * When Sam came out of the bathroom, she joined me on the couch and said; "I hope you are ok with the special attention I gave Ed." I told her I was shocked she did it, but I wasn't upset in the least. I told he...
[The story so far: I've recently divorced my wife, and am raising my son by myself. After a long abstinence, I've met a woman (Angela) and we've been indulging in anal sex, new to both of us. Then one night, the babysitter (Samantha) that normally looks after my son had stayed the night to give her father, a widow, the house to himself on his first date sin...
My prescription had run out and I had to go see my doc to get a refill. What a pain. And his skinny, nasty, prune of a beige receptionist was always acting like she was going out of her way to say "Hi, the doctor will see you soon." I mean, it's her job! When I got to the office the prune was gone and in her place a delicious piece of chocolate ass. Imme...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If that bothers you, stop reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes, it's too long, yes, it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, y...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: SANDWICH GIRL "You there, sir! You look like you need a sandwich! I ma...