I was always late for the paintball, the football, the hockey, so why should hunting be any different? I showed up at my friend’s house at 7:00 a.m. when I was supposed to have been there at 4:00 a.m. My friends were not there. Their wives sat at the table, smoking cigarettes and watching fashion television. “I’m late,” I announced. “Too late,” Carla smil...
My name is Amy Howard, and my life sucks. I'm twenty-two years old, and my husband has lost all interest in me. He's been saying a lot of nice things about his ex-wife lately, and I'm afraid he's going to go back to her. If they're not already sleeping together. I had sex with my best friend's husband. It was my fault more than his: I was teasing him merci...
Wyatt rolled over, he could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Bexley ran her hands up and down his legs, rubbing them as she attempted to relax him. Her hands slid up and gently cupped his ass, she leaned forward and began to kiss, and gently nibble on his cheeks. He could feel her nipples brushing against the backs of his legs as her tongue sl...
Tired of reading about the young and beautiful swingers? The Ken and Barbies? This is about the rest of us that love sex so much that we love to share with others. We that are older and still like to fuck. If you have any ideas for future chapters let me know. Love any feedback! "That's it baby, suck my hot cock, suck it, suck me." I groaned to my wife as h...
She tossed and turned as the dream taunted her. Tina moaned as she dreamt of the demon that had been released upon Lisa and her friend Stacey. Tina was in her bed sweating as she saw what happened to the two women. Tina's dream was like she was there watching him fuck the two silly. She looked around and down as she stood in her bra and thong. He attacked...
The car pulled onto the gravel road and drove as dust bellowed out from the tires. It drove along the road as it passed nothing but overgrown fields and a few empty houses. It slowed to a crawl as it turned into the driveway of the old farm house. The brakes squealed as it came to a rest and the engine shut off. The driver's door swung open as she stepped ou...
The street was damp and a light drizzle continued to add to its sheen. A puddle had formed in the gutter at the front of the Rovers, slowly engulfing the polished cobbles. A track-shoed foot splashed through the pool spreading the waters over the curb only to be disturbed again by another pair of worn old training shoes following the first. Maria had passed...
Why does being forced to be the slave of a woman and drink her urine or lick her feet produce such pleasurable emotions within us? What makes fantasizing over being forced to dress as a girl and provide oral sex for a male friend arouse us to the extents it does? I have had these questions for years and I believe I have found several answers. If you too have...
Tami and I had been co-workers for about 7 years. We had each seen each other naked and had been drunk together on numerous occasions, but we have never had sex. Our relationship was tight, almost too tight, in that it was as close as a brother and sister would be. We could share our thoughts openly and freely. We were not embarrassed or afraid to speak our...
Disclaimer: Everyone's at least eighteen. It's bright here, almost blindingly. I can hear the wild music playing and feet stamping and dancing but I can't see anything yet, the mist remains in my eyes. I can feel Morgain release my hand and grip my shoulder, her touch sending electronic sparks down my arm. "We're here." She remarks, and the mist fades....