For the longest time I've had a crush on my husband's boss, Michael. Something about the way he carried himself, the way he walked. It wasn't enough that he was 6'4" 185 pounds, with just a touch of grey at his temples. He acted so confident, so goddam sexy. I thought if I could set up this committed bachelor up with one of my friends, I could live vicarious...
As far back as I can remember, Maggie has always been a slut! I don't mean that in a disparaging way, not at all. It's just that she has always liked sex. As much of it as she can get! We've been married for over thirty years now, and still enjoy a wonderful love life, although perhaps not as frequently as we once did. I suppose time and gravity have taken t...
Well tonight I had gotten home from visiting a few friend's from down the way, it was still cold out but with no snow. You know that cold wet and dreary weather, just cold enough to make me feel miserable as I had made the mistake of wearing my spring leather coat. An hour ago I had ran out of smokes and well was fairly glad to be back in my nice and warm ap...
Every morning I go for an early morning jog – it's the highlight of my day, really. It gives me a chance to collect my thoughts, clear my head and prepare for whatever lies ahead. And my head needed clearing – I've not long come out of a doomed relationship with a bloke who turned out to be a neurotic loser, and it took me two tortuous years to work that out...
Alicia was in a good mood - teaching that smug String a lesson lifted her spirits as she watched quite a few guys enter the dressing room where the currently disabled dancer girl resided. Not even the fact that her recently brought beer disappeared did worsen her mood - she just went to buy a new, colder one. She set down and watched the tavern spectacle fo...
Dear Readers: Please read Chapter One of this series first. Many of you were inquiring as to the next chapter's status. Well, here it is! It'll make it much easier for you when you cum along with Mandy and John's escapades. * "Please allow me to explain some of the history of the Fort Sumter Room, Miss Sinclair," John began once the door was closed behind...
One of the things I love to do most of all is eating pussy. I have had several times where, usually in the morning just after waking, I will go down on her. It is great because her flesh is so soft from being at rest all night combined with the scent of her evening shower and a light fragrance of her favorite perfume still lingering. I always "stay" with her...
She knew that she was getting worse, what had started out, as a quick bit of innocent fun, was fast becoming an obsession, a dangerous obsession at that. Just a couple of months ago, it had all started, innocently enough, the office Christmas party, the little black number that was only taken out once a year, the drink, the inevitable advances that too muc...
My 82 Mazda had zero miles left in it. The body looked like it was made of Swiss cheese it had so many rust holes in it and I had to add anti-freeze to it every second day. I needed another car. I was working in a doctor's office for a modest income from which I had to pay the rent on my apartment, groceries, clothes and the other necessities of life. With...
Lara looked at her shaved pussy peeking through the mesh crotchless panties in shock. She'd never bought such a thing; she tended toward tomboy in everything she did. Today though, she needed a change. She had called in sick that day; and she was sick... with a case of incurable horniness. It had never happened to her before; she really felt that she would n...