Let me tell you about my wife, Elise. She is 61 years young, 5" 7" tall and is neither slim nor fat. She has a stunning body that she pays careful attention to with diet and exercise on a regular basis for years. It was her legs and bottom that first attracted me so many years ago. It was May 24 weekend and several buddies and I had rented a cottage on a lak...
I couldn't keep my eyes off of the elegant older woman sitting in the top row of the bleachers at the matinee of the ritzy horse fair. I also couldn't help but notice that she was making a less than subtle production out of lowering her designer sunglasses and looking me up and down, smiling in a cat-that-wants-to-swallow-the-canary way. Younger women, or...
When she crossed over I-80, Nancy snuggled her lean frame into the soft leather that was wrapped around the driver's seat and kicked off her heels. The countryside and farms blurred beside her and she day-dreamed as the car continued its course, almost on autopilot, down I-57 towards Champaign, Illinois. She enjoyed these drives. They represented the only t...
Gina Clark rolled over in bed and apologized for the fourth time in ten minutes. "I'm sorry I feel so lousy," she whimpered, noise small and nasally. She had been struck with some kind of early flu or aggressive cold that left her stuffed up and feverish and thus stuck in bed for at least the evening. This meant she could not take part in bringing her childr...
Read part 1 first. It will make the story flow better. All characters are fictional and everyone is over 18. Chapter 6 At the pool Emily and Amy often hung with two other girls. Megan was a tall, skinny redhead with long legs and freckles everywhere. She had no tits, but her vivacious personality, mysterious green eyes and shapely ass gave her a certain se...
This story contains: MF, oral, cons. NOTE: This story is copyright 1998 by Pulp Fan. Permission is given to repost it, or to put it on free websites, but please don't alter the text. You can contact me at the address in my profile. We now return you to your regularly scheduled story... * * * * * Tom didn't particularly want to go to the wine tasting. H...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper *** "I need to make a call." Kayla said looking all flustered. "Sure. Use the office to your right." Dean said taking in Kayla's confused look. "Thanks." She muttered and left. They were on the plane, on their way back home. Dean had just dropped a bombshell. His family was gettin...
CHAPTER THREE: FOLLOWING THE SCRIPT Story so far: As told in Chapter One ('Setting the Scene'), Samantha ('Sam') is a personal trainer to a married couple named Laura and Chris. Her training of them quickly develops from athletic to sexual instruction and soon she moves into their home and begins taking over their lives. In Chapter Two ('Assembling the Cas...
I've been working down on the south side of Corpus, for about a year and a half. I was going all the way to the east side of town to have a beer. It had taken me several months to find a bar that I felt safe and welcome in. One problem was the distance and the cops and the other was that I wanted to practice my darts but no one wanted to play. The only time...
This is a repost of an old story so there will be no voting. Enjoy. There is very little sex in this story, sorry. * I always hated Mondays. This one would turn out to be one of my worst ones. My wife, Peggy, was very despondent and moody. She fixed breakfast for the boys and I as if she were a robot. She wasn't being nasty, just depressed. It didn't help...