I was out on the downstairs patio on my workout bench. The kids were in bed and you were tucking them in. I decided to do a few sets while you were busy and then shower after you came in so we could go to bed. I was in just my boxers and had already worked up a slight sweat. The cool evening breeze kept me from getting too hot and sweaty. The girls must've...
The name is Rosalyn Havok. I'm a collegiate black female who's originally from the hood. Dorchester, Massachusetts, is the place I call home. That's the town which produced me. A tall, thick, large-breasted gal with a big body, big legs, plump thighs and a big, ghetto booty. The kind that makes all the guys go crazy. They call me the Booty Queen. I stand six...
The first time I found out about the wilder side of PAULA was when we were having sex on her living room couch. PAULA seemed hotter then usual tonight. She had just returned from a weekend trip with her girlfriend. They had gone upstate to visit her girlfriends boyfriend Bill. We started out kissing and PAULA started to take the lead rubbing my cock throug...
This submission is in response to a thoughtful comment on my "Office Affair" storyline... * "She is beautiful, isn't she?" I thought to myself as I gazed down at the sleeping form stretched out across my chest. She stirred slightly, then snuggled into my shoulder, her soft blonde curls tickling against my chin. I sighed softly, then allowed my cheek to d...
Kay is my wife of 18 years and I think she is as sexy today as the day we were married. She is only 5 and a 1/2 foot tall, size 8 with fantastic fake DD tits and she is great in bed. We have an active sex life that includes all types of one on one sex, erotic pictures, videos, oral and anal sex. Despite all of this, I have had a constant desire for many yea...
Night of Sex—180 West 81st Street, Apartment 5A Jerry yawned. He sat back on his old, comfortable couch. It was his first night as a free man—back from his year in prison. He had been released exactly 12 months after his unfair court judgement, along with his three closest friends: Elaine, Kramer and George. He was glad to be back—he had been lucky to hold...
Brett Butler looked at herself in the mirror. At the age of fifty three, she still looked good. Blonde-haired, blue-eyed and curvy. Blessed with Irish good looks that simply refused to fade. Unlike her star in the upside down world of Hollywood. That one faded so damn fast she went from being a household name to a nobody in no time. It had been so long since...
At 57, I have a perspective born of time and experience, and in looking back at all of my lovers, one of my most precious memories is that of my first lover. Rob Wilton had 42 to my 21 years of age. He was 6'2" with black hair that was graying in that distinguished way men's hair does, silvering at the temples. He was not fat, but he was of robust build, and...
Maureen and I had hit that point in our fifteen-year marriage where everything was run of the mill and taken for granted. The excitement had gone out of our sex life and we were more or less going through the motions as a duty to each other more than anything else. I knew it, but I wasn't aware that Maureen knew it until the night she looked at me across the...
Up to my late thirties, my history of orgasms fell into two categories: from intercourse and from masturbation. In the latter category, I mean by my own hand; I have never came from a girl giving me a handjob. In fact, I've found handjobs from women to be tolerable at best, more often painful and uncomfortable. In the former category, there is room to spli...