"Ready?" She asked, her face consumed in unequivocal lust. My sultry French friend-with-benefit, Colette, pointed my soon-to-explode cock directly at her gaping mouth, stroking my shaft frantically with one hand while furiously rubbing her pussy with the other. Colette was fifteen years my senior and approaching fifty years of age chronologically. Yet, sh...
I used a corkscrew to open our second bottle of a very nice Cab-Merlot blend and poured each of us another round into the long-stemmed glasses. My wife, Dana, our next door neighbor, Sue, and I were enjoying a warm, early evening on our deck last summer. Dana took a sip of her wine, leaned back, and put her foot in my lap. Automatically, I put my hand on he...
I must have looked a bit funny as I slammed down the receiver on the phone; certainly my coworkers thought something was strange. "Hey guy,what's up?" said Jim. "Oh, nothing." I replied lamely. "Nothing at all!" Well, that part was a lie. I had just gotten off the phone with my "SO". She'd just spent the last few minutes whispering sweet nothings in my e...
For those of you who have read my stories you know my wife is a demure and usually proper Southern lady. However, there are times when she "lets go" and turns into first class slut. On a recent road trip she decided to flash her impressive breasts to some truckers. She is a bit of an exhibitionist and loves to tantalize truckers by baring her 39 DD breasts....
That guy from Staind was right. It's been a while, but I can still remember just the way she tastes. My heart thumping, I rang her doorbell. It had been over a year since the last time Lin and I collided. That's all our encounters could be described as, the collision of bodies and need. Even though we had called it quits, we both knew it would never truly b...
I'm sitting at my vanity when I hear the front door unlock with a clumsy sounding click. I look at my phone. 8:31 pm. It must be Little Red. She's eerily punctual, as per usual. A cheery, bright voice calls down the hallway. "Hello? Misty? Anyone home?" "Just in here! Oh, and while you're out there, pour two glasses of wine for us, would you? The wine's ch...
Ch. 12... The Sands of Time Isolde meets the Prince of Persia I found myself in the most beautiful gardens I had ever seen. Hanging vines, flowers of all kinds of exotic colors, shapes and sizes were everywhere. The fragrance of jasmine was drifting in the perfumed air. Very faintly I could hear the music of what sounded like angels. I felt their presence...
Something dawned on me about Morgan and him getting drunk. Yes he drank socially but never to any extreme like this time. I know the Investment firm he works for was investigated by the SEC one of the times it occurred. That can make anybody go get sloshed after thinking about it. That one I think he was only a low end junior account executive. I remember th...
Be careful what you wish for A wintery night closes about the ill-lit streets of Prague; winds trample coldly through, where hours before horse-drawn traffic, street merchants and shoppers did the same. Above a kitchenware shop off Havelská , an old house on an old street, Rebecca bathed. She lay back, hot bath water lapping at her neck, nipples two small i...
He found a secluded place. Someone would have to drive along the small road and see his parked car and then find us a hundred meters or so away in the shade of some trees. He spread out his blanket. It would really have been too small for all of us, even if Anna had been hoping we could sit closer together. We spread out our towels. As I was still wonderin...