When you have been married as long as I have, it can be hard to keep things interesting in the bedroom. Don't get me wrong, my husband is an excellent lover. He always has been. He knows my body well and is happy to oblige any request to make sure that I cum. But there's something so erotic about a stranger. Foreign hands, foreign lips, different techniques....
"Ohhhhh, yes!" Jimmy grunted. "Ohhhh, my sweet Missy-Sue!" "Ohhhhhh, more!" Missy-Sue cried out. It was the middle of February, and the two lovers were in a tiny shed behind Missy-Sue's mobile home. Missy-Sue was bent over a counter, her overalls down around her ankles along with her underwear. Behind her was her fiancé, Jimmy who also had his pants and un...
Leaving Fredericksburg, and not that far out Route 16, we found a new chain motel that was nearly empty. It was so new that it probably wasn't taking reservations yet. We stopped, and I went inside. The motel desk was operated by a Pakistani family, a husband and wife team with a small child behind the counter. The woman was quietly mysterious, with dark dee...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains "I don't...understand...why I...I...keep coming back...here," Sue Ervins gasped. She was breathless and barely able to speak because Ronny Amos was sucking her nipples while two of his fingers were plunging in and out of her pussy. They were lying naked in his bed, a location Sue had had become quite fami...
Chapter 1: Love Your Neighbor Michele strained to keep her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep so not to face her husband while he dresses for work. She listened while he walked through the house on his way out. When she heard the car start and drive away, she knew it was safe to rise. Their marriage was on the skids and the divorce was to be final in two...
I had been living in this condo for about two years. Although not exactly full of old people, it wasn’t much of a fun place to stay. Once in a while, a young couple or some college guys and gals moved into an apartment, but it didn’t take long and they were history. But that all changed one fine summer morning. I had just woken up and heard a van parking i...
After my experience with Shirley, the following week inched along with hardly a moment passing without a random memory of Sunday's encounter flitting through my brain. At last Sunday arrived, but the minutes seemed like hours until the clock finally ticked over to a sensible time for me to start my round. Racing around my area, I eventually arrived at Shir...
On Thursday something totally unexpected happened. Robert sent a text to Irene saying that he had to go down to the south coast unexpectedly and would have to postpone their dinner and could she make it the following Friday? For the rest of the day Lots of different feelings and thoughts were rolling around in Irene's head, but, before she'd thought much at...
Everyone gets horny at a wedding, right? Something about that public celebration of intimacy, and all those folks dressed up, looking their best. And the champagne, of course. Or, in my wife Chrissie's case, Prosecco. And a little rum. It had been one of those fun weddings, with a flash mob gathering around the happy couple straight after the vows, to dance...
(This is the third installment in this story. It is 1941 and our newlyweds arrive in New York City on their way to Fort Riley, Kansas) * We settled ourselves into adjoining seats in the old bus for what was to be the longest journey that either of us had embarked upon. I had managed to make a phone call to my mother from a noisy phone booth at the bus depo...