This is a story that happened to me when i was travelling in a bus in bangalore. This was my first sexual experience, I was only 21 then. I had some work in the forum mall koramangala. I was waiting at the bus stop for local bus to come, but no bus came for almost half an hour. To my rescue a private local bus came at the bus stop. This was my luckiest day...
Syd had recovered nicely since yesterday. He rode the elevator by himself down to the Main Floor and used his keycard to open the elevator rear doors into the private therapy facility. Waiting there stood a Hispanic beauty wearing the standard Total Woman Clinic booty shorts and tee-shirt uniform. Her brown eyes and wavy dark hair highlighted a very attracti...
3000 Yesterday was a beautiful day at the beach... full sun, no wind, a welcome relief after several days of stormy rain, gusts and thunderstorms. Like countless other days, I awoke early, ran for 5 miles, went to the gym for a couple of hours, then returned home, put on my sheer Wicked Weasel 404s and hit the beach. It was hard not to be introspective and...
Being a guy with time on his hands and temporarily living alone I took on a voluntary evening job at our local community hall. It didn't involve much and it was a chance to meet people. I opened the place up in the evenings, stayed around when it was used and tidied and locked up afterwards. A number of groups met there in the evenings, such as the local res...
Eric looked a bit sheepish, but ate his breakfast with gusto. Again, both girls hovered around Gary and made sure he was well served. Eric pouted as Marilyn fed Gary the last piece of bacon, then hugged his neck. "What's the deal, girls," Eric whined. "Why is Gary getting all the attention?" Gary glanced over at the two gals and smiled when they stayed sil...
Before I had met my husband Randy, I'd read a piece of erotic fiction he had written before we knew each other. It was so well written, I thought it had been plagiarized from somewhere. I had so many orgasms reading it I eventually memorized the piece and imagined myself as the lead character in the story, a white wife who gives in to interracial urges and g...
Merlin's Story My magician's hat leant to one side. The evening sun melted into the horizon while I zigzagged down one of the seedier streets of Cameltoe. Although I appeared drunk and confused, I knew exactly where I was heading. I stepped into the whore house, but was immediately pushed back onto the street by Big Black Rosie. Despite being used to deal...
It was another usual day. Get up around 5:30, wife is in the shower as usual for over 30 minutes(no time to help with the kids). So I pack the bags as I always do. She gets 2 juice boxes and a few different snacks, make sure her schoolbag is packed and everything for her homework last night. Man she has more work than I remember in kindergarten. Then check...
Welcome readers. This is a true account. I hope you enjoy the story. *************************************************** Travis had worked at the hardware store for 10 years. Five of those years were spent in close contact with Olivia, the store manager. She had long, beautiful black hair. Sexy brown eyes made even more alluring with the dark eye shadow s...
The rest of the day went by in a haze of anxiousness and meetings. I found myself staring at the office clock incessantly. Like anyone else, the act of watching time slip by is torture. The more you want the clock to move the slower it goes. Eventually, however, the clock wore down and with ten minutes left, I decided to leave early. Grabbing my stuff, I hea...