Ruby stands on her porch in the silky and clingingly thin summer dress she bought in town yesterday and fiddles with the buttons that run up the front from hem to neckline. She is conscious of every curve of her mature body as the slight breeze blows it against her. She wants to undo the three top buttons to maybe show what little cleavage she has as she wai...
Authors note: I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I did writing it! Many orgasms were spent producing the various parts of the tale. I sincerely hopy you can't get through it without taking matters into your own hands! Good or bad, please vote. Feedback, either anonymous or not is, as always, very appreciated. Everyone who appears in the story i...
Where's the money? While there has been no evidence of mermaids existing out of legends or tales, mermaid sightings have existed for centuries. With today's computerized technology, seeing DNA links, gene codes, and life itself be carefully manipulated, or perhaps crafted, brought one doctor's career to an in depth study of evolutionary adaptation. Fascin...
So what do you do when your lover's husband walks in and finds the two of you sleeping naked on the marital bed, your arms and legs wrapped about each other, the whole room reeking of sex, and a much abused cucumber lying next to you? Yes, that's quite a question, and it's not one most of us have occasion to think through in advance or to experience so ofte...
Chapter 3: The Slut Girlfriend On an early Sunday morning, Lena sits in the passenger seat of Eddie's car as it drives into the city. She's dressed in her clothes from Friday, which she felt it more appropriate than the skanky bikini she wore last night. "You sure you don't want to have breakfast?" Eddie asks. "No." Lena answers. "I just want to go home a...
In the weeks since she drunkenly sucked my cock, Alyssa and I had gotten pretty close. Well, close in the sense that we fucked a lot. Pretty much whenever either one of us got a moment’s free time, we went at it. I began to realize that I’d underestimated the “sensual glint” in her eye. I assumed she was a little repressed. But I had no idea she was such a...
Ed Note: This is a quick sequel to One of those Vegas Stories. It would read better to read the other story first, but it is ok stand alone. There is couple swapping, so if that is not your thing save yourself some time. ***** I woke up with my best friend's wife Jen laying naked on top of me. Beside me on the bed, close enough to touch, was my wife Erica,...
I have a way of really pissing off my wife. It's not that I do it intentionally, it just sort of happens and then the shit hits the fan. For several years now she has been after me to stop hosting the football beer drinking bashes that had grown to be a tradition in our home. In all actuality my friends did act like a bunch of high school punks when we got t...
As I rested myself into the soothing hot tub, I heard a voice call me. I had just entered the hot tub with my drink only moments ago. Since I didn't want to exit the nice hot water immediately, I answered, "I'm here in the hot tub." This tub is in the backyard. The voice was coming from the front of the house and sounded like that of my neighbor. In a few...
It was 7 AM on his bright suburban street and he was Naked. All 7 inches of his manhood hanging out for all the suburb to see. Mrs. Jane had asked him to come like that. He had started doing some odd jobs for her, mowing, painting, pool work. Mrs. Jane, Deborah, had often made "off hand" remarks about not being embarrassed to take off his shrit if he got too...