Taking stock of my situation was difficult. It was now around 18 months since the fancy dress party where I had taken Kaye. So many women had come and gone, lots of sex but little intimacy was making me feel lonely and I just wanted a break to think things through. As it was now getting towards the end of summer I took two weeks off and Kaye and I went up...
Janice Demise was nearly a half-hour early to pulling into her parking spot at work. She worked as a cashier in a major department store in the Midwest. She waved briskly at her co-worker Ruthann Smythe as they walked into the store together. Ruthann pulled aside her short carrot-topped friend and in a sing-songy voice said, "Something got into you last ni...
I stepped out into the warmth of the sun – it was a wonderfully fine summer's day, one of those stinking hot days we can get in England every few summers, or so. I was wearing a brief little black thong, and I arranged a large beach towel on the recliner, and moved it to face the sun. On the little wooden table I placed my suntan lotion, then a sheaf of pap...
It was seven-thirty and another Saturday night wedding reception. I play the sax. I'm probably good enough to almost have made the big time, but just NOT that well connected. This was a lively crowd and we had plenty of people dancing to our musical noise. I call it noise because we can't play our music; we have to play stuff that's been gathering dust in...
Trixie lurched through the door, heels clack-clacking on the laminate flooring as she stumbled. Failing to realise the racket she had just created, she turned and carefully shut the door, just in case her boyfriend, Gary, had gone to bed already. He had let her borrow his keys just case she came home really late, as he had an early start the next morning – a...
Harry Pybus finished his facial shave with the Emma's shaver, having watched the lush Emma stretched back in the bath, eyes closed, gently massaging her breasts, which served to pump a injection of lust through his heart to his brain and then on to his very interested dick. His aim was simple: to give the hot-hot Mrs Honeycombe a vacation she'd never forget...
Molly Bergen was dying. She'd been told a few months ago that her lung cancer had entered the final stage and there was nothing modern medicine could do except make her as comfortable as possible. Molly wasn't afraid; in fact she awaited her end with a mixture of relief and anticipation. She was 67 years old, in poor health and with no family to live for aft...
I. She Catches Me Needless to say, I was very embarrassed when my wife caught me at the computer—shorts down, Kleenex in hand to catch the incriminating evidence, dick hard and out in the open, and a woman on the screen forcefully making her man cum. She said my name. "What the hell are you doing?" I tried shutting the computer screen, but she put her han...
This story occurred many years ago. I wanted to leave a record behind of what happened before I pass away. I am now 97 years of age. I am telling this story to my Care Worker at the Home where I now live, she is very kindly typing this up for me. I am in a retirement home in Oslo, Norway. The story begins, sadly with me making a bad decision. When the Germ...
My wife and I love to surprise each other. Sometimes it's with material things, she'll get me tickets to a sporting event or I'll get her a trip to the day spa, sometimes it's by one of us doing the other's household chores to allow the other to relax, and sometimes it's with sex. We've been together for almost five years now, so we've pretty much tried ever...