As described in an earlier story, masturbation is a big part of sex for my wife T and I. We take every opportunity we can to have sex with each other but we also both enjoy self pleasure when we can't hook up and try our best to share that with each other. I'm 6'1" and at 49, definitely weigh a few pounds more than when we married 16 years ago. Unlike many...
I'd been going the gym for one hell of a long time. I was only 26 but had been banging away at the heavy stuff, so to speak, for over 10 years. Not surprisingly I had developed some serious musculature. Looking at myself in the gym mirrors, my warm-up completed, I admired the swathes of thick, tanned flesh that clothed me from head to toe. Like armor, I thou...
Taking a long deep breathe you glance up at the clock, discovering that 6 pm has come around yet again. Rubbing your eyes in an attempt to chase away the ache building there, you realize there is the noise of a soft knock upon your door. Your gaze shifts up slowly, followed by a deep growl. Gruffly you remark, "Come in," praying it isn't more work being deli...
Christmastime was always busy for Rebecca St. James, with all the family parties, shopping, and other things. And with a few siblings to buy for, it was always that much more complicated. Rebecca looked forward to a relaxing time. There was a family party scheduled this evening, but Rebecca begged off, saying she didn't feel well. Actually, she had her own...
It was the night before Christmas and the house was not quiet at all, see I had my wife's favorite toy pressed hard against her clit making her moan out loud. It was a little plastic mouse where the nose would go in circles and back and forth. I guess you could say we are a little sick because we had the Christmas music on the stereo. My wife always had a th...
Maggie silently slid the keys out of her purse and into the palm of her left hand She tiptoed across the foyer and turned the knob of the front door carefully, quietly, so as not to be heard by her slumbering family; it was 2 o'clock am. Maggie had been impatiently waiting as the clock struck midnight, 12:22, 1:35....at last it is the designated time; time...
Snippets ***** She is listening outside the shower, her ear pressed to the bathroom door. She listens to them moan, imagines their bodies, their breasts pressing against one another, sliding over each other in the heat and slippery with soap. She pushes her ear harder against the door as the volume starts to increase. Reaches down, undoes the top button ju...
Hey everyone, this is SB sorry for the delay in this episode. I have been busy with life, and lost interest in this story and many others. Had a writers blocked. But thanks for reading this, sorry took forever to put up, but someone convinced me to keep writing. Thank you SB Episode Three: The Passion Faith looked at him. She felt her love for him. She alw...
Ben moved gracefully under the scorching sun. One after the other, he planted red pine seedlings along the jagged furrow. The dull thud of his planting shovel cleaving the earth laced the silence with rhythm. The heat had long since driven the birds into hiding. Planting trees in northern Ontario is a tough job, but it pays well if you are good at it. Ben...
As I watched her walk through the apartment doing little chores here and there I wonder what she is thinking, did she realize that her carelessly tied back dirty blonde hair that became a persistent harassment to her falling in her eyes framing her face, made her look like a dirty magazine model. Not trashy…no much more high class, her baggy swishy soccer sh...