George the truck driver had to turn his head as he followed that ass. “God Damn.” he thought to himself. As she jogged out of his view he turned back and quickly grabbed the steering wheel with two hands. He swerved the moving truck away from a parked car as he made his way along the winding roads of this California housing community. Angie Marx never knew...
Earl invites Ron Earl Houck considered what he had been told the previous evening. He and his wife, Francine, were 60 plus year old swingers and had recently, at Earl's suggestion, been inviting other couples to their home to swap partners. They had agreed to try and invite a couple every week. They were inviting some of the swinger club members but were al...
I met my wife in a way that was pretty common in my era. I was walking across campus at the University of Colorado in February and noticed a girl with a very cute smile walking in the other direction. Only her face was visible in the hooded parka but one glance was enough to pique my interest. I watched for her in subsequent days as I headed for that class a...
We arrived at Nassau at 7:00 AM (although I didn't see it that early), the last landfall of our cruise. We had all day before departure so there was no urgency to get started. Nick and I took a tour through Nassau, seeing the usual sights, Government House (pink), Parliament Square, Fort Fincastle, etc., but were not overly impressed. After the tour ended, I...
Her cell phone rang, and Alison picked it up, glancing at the number she didn't recognize. "Hello?" "Hi Alison, it's Kim. I hope you don't mind, I got your number from Rob." "Hi Kim," Alison said, "no, no, it's fine. How are you?" "I'm good, thanks. How are you doing today?" Kim asked pointedly. "Uh, I'm good. what's up?" was Alison's confused reply....
This is a fictional story containing slut wife, open marriage, and some light homosexual material. If that turns you off, don't read it. If it turns you on and you are over 18, please enjoy away and don't let anyone tell you that what you like is wrong. "A few of my friends from work are throwing a party. I want to go." I looked up at my wife. "Okay. A...
Chapter One: A Night To Remember Diane Stone sat at her make-up table and put the finishing touches to her make-up. "Not bad for an old broad," she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror. Diane was suffering from what she called "the sags," - sagging ass, sagging tits and sagging self-esteem. And, on this, her 50th birthday, she was not all happy wi...
Sex Slave – 5: Ceci This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters engaged in sex in this story are at least eighteen years of age. Many thanks to Lin Hall and nomoretears00, for their encouragement and for catching all those mistakes that I didn't. **** Rees's sanity hung by a thread. After seven months of enslavement an...
Chapter 17 -- The Brat on a Bicycle Criminal # 98945 finally returned to her normal routine as August drew to a close. She continued to deliver Victor's packages and messages, greet customers at the music store, and deal with a backlog of issues affecting Eloisa's band. She continued to rehearse and sing. She divided what little free time she had between Se...
My husband gave me an exquisite ankle chain for my birthday. It was heavy, solid gold and I loved it. Bob put it on my ankle, my right ankle, and he said, "This will really make your legs look even hotter than they already are. I love making my wife look hot!" "Well, you know I aim to please. It is so pretty and I can't wait to wear it when we go out." "I...