He slowly moved up between her legs. Her smooth shaved pussy staring him in the face. He parted her lips with his fingetips to expose her swollen clit. Gently, he began licking and sucking. She threw her hands above her head and closed her eyes. She cupped her 36d breast and started squeezing her nipples while pressing herself into his face forcing his tongu...
Lacey Wentz- yes, that's actually her name- was the staff photographer for the engineering firm where I worked. Her work had appeared in the pages of Architectural Digest and other publications, she was really quite good. She was also quite mad. There were numerous office jokes going around behind her back- that she was in a steady state of PMS, that she was...
*** Warning *** This story is written in the second person and is about group sex between married people who aren't married to each other. Please don't read this if those ideas bother you. I don't want anyone to become annoyed because of this piece of fiction that I wrote. Thanks, Gustav Jorgenson *** End Warning *** You and your wife are relaxing at ho...
Pt. III: Her Husband Arrives Carlos was coming to Miami from Newark on a late afternoon flight. After his wife Maria's phone call the night before in which she had related participating in a foursome and even masturbating a stranger in a parking lot, Carlos was thrilled and anxious to join us all at the beach cottage. I orchestrated his reception committee...
Last Friday, Dan met Marc and a few other friends at the Elephant & Castle for a few drinks after work. After finishing a small project for his group director to review over the weekend, he left the office and, the weather enjoyable, walked a few blocks to the bar, situated on West Adams between Clark and LaSalle Streets. When he entered, he found his frien...
**Note: This is part 3 of a multi-part story. I'd recommend reading parts 1 and 2 first. Enjoy!** The next day, Jenny was having a hard time focusing at work. Every time she would look at her computer screen, her thoughts would flash to the previous night, and then her stomach would get tied in knots. Guilt washed over her. How could she have done what she...
Tuesday, August 12, 2014: Life was good! After a weekend of rainy, misty weather, the sun was shining, and it was warm but not as muggy as eastern Kentucky can get, as my wife and I were sitting on our west-facing screened-in porch, drinking ice-cold lemonade and admiring the lowering sun in the distance. The sun would set in the "notch" between the two mou...
Ally woke up with the words on her lips. She realized she had actually mouthed them aloud. It had been some time—long before the bombing, even before she and Chad had gotten serious, since she had had the dream that had her saying the sentence over and over again. It was only now that she realized it had been that long. "Who's my father?" It had been the s...
My friend Todd and I started our adult life as best friends and co workers in home construction. At one point, an older friend of ours in the local Baptist church asked us to house sit while he and his wife went away on vacation. We were two average looking young men of eighteen, in a nice house for two weeks. At first, we thought it was a great situation,...
Dianne looked at herself in the mirror and found a strawberry blonde face staring back at her. She repaired her makeup, accentuating her lips and eyes, to make sure she would look far more alluring then her present demeanor demanded. She felt tired and used up. She couldn’t remember a time when she had slept for eight hours straight and woke up feeling de...