Candy and Buddy rush back to his place, the sun about the set. They hurl their clothes off and jump into the refreshing water naked. At first, they played around and splashed each other. But not for long. They madly swam towards each other like two mad dogs in heat, and started making out like crazy. Buddy moved his hands all over her body, feeling, once...
You always were a normal boy growing up, weren't you? Played some sports, although not to an extent where you stood out anywhere or made any teams. You had a normal friend group, as far as you knew atleast. You liked girls, like most of the boys around you, although you lacked the curage to talk to them. Well not to talk to girls in general but in a romantic...
February 1 (4 AM) I spent most of the night trying to figure things out. Why was I, on the one hand justifiably jealous of what was developing between my wife and her powerful black lover, and on the other hand so incredibly excited by How had Sean become so important to her in the short space of a few weeks? I mixed a Jack and Coke, and another, then spe...
We had planned to go out to celebrate the 2nd anniversary. I got there early, "I know I'm early...how's it goin'?" "It's all good, I got home early, too." we hug, "this'll be fuckin' sweet tonight." "Where's T?" With a smile, "Guess." "She's getting dressed or in the shower...the new shower?" "You got it...she's in the shower." "Your new bathroom...the...
At fifty-one life has brought many things to experience, joy at the birth of my children, happiness and tribulation through their growing years, and a certain amount of sadness when my not so little girls are ready for that long walk down the aisle. This will be the second time I have made that walk, and I strive to be happy with and for them, looking at it...
This is my second true account of sexual exploration in Grand Rapids, Michigan, during the late 1970's and early1980's. Jenny was a young woman who lived above me in 1979. She was introduced in a previous story, titled "Visiting Jenny". Jenny and I had become good friends, co-workers, and lovers. She was about 5'5" and 115 pounds. She was athletic looking wi...
Chapter 1 Friday night - her story: It was the longest week -- meetings, reports, late nights, and out of town travel. Now it is finally Friday and even though traffic is heavy and slow, only one chore stands between us and the weekend. Thanks to heavy rains the lawn is lush and green, and it had been nearly a week and cutting it couldn't wait. June had gi...
This is a continuation of Ginny's Auction. I suggest you read Part 1 first. Unlike the first part, Ginny will be the narrator in this story since she was there and I, Mike her husband, was not. This is what was related to me by her after she was returned from her 45 hours of sex slavery. ***** Waiting for Ginny's return was nerve wracking. Despite all the...
As told by Michelle... "Michelle, wake up," I hear you quietly say. Your hand feels good rubbing my ass. To get comfortable, I had slid the seat back, sleeping on my side without a seatbelt. I'm still merrily sedated from the finger-fucking you've given me but the massage is a welcome wake-up. The mutual exhibitionism has left us both feeling very trusting....
Saturday- Daniel. I woke up slowly. The sun was hitting me full in the face and it was making it very hard for me to sleep. I tend to wake up as soon as I sense some daylight, it's like a curse. I closed my eyes in a vain attempt to fall back at sleep. Then I started to realize where I was, and last night's events started creeping back into my mind slowly....