This story is completely fictional. All persons depicted are over 18 years of age. Names have been changed to protect identities. ***** Hi, my name is Ron. This is the story of how I started fucking my sister-in-law. Let me start with descriptions. I'm 27 years old, 5 ft 6 in tall, 185 lbs, average build. My wife, Ashley is 31 years old, about 5 ft 6 in t...
Another fun weekend at college. No parties to go to. Holiday weekend so most of the campus was gone. Just me and my pile of dirty laundry. The laundromat was about three blocks away, so I tossed the basket in my 2 seat drop top and started the inevitable. There were two people inside. A girl in a pair of sweats, and some older lady finishing her folding. I t...
I recently had to spend time at our old place of residence to take care of some business. I contacted my mother-in-law, Cathy, and she told me I could stay at her house. I arrived early afternoon and Cathy was still working, so I dropped by her work to get her house keys. We had a short visit and then I headed to her house to relax. As soon as I got there,...
Brenda, my wife of eight years, is an exhibitionist. You either love her or hate her. I love her, and I hate her. We live in a large West Coast city so it isn’t as bad as it might be in a small town where everyone knows everyone’s business. Could you imagine Brenda in Podunk? I can’t! . I own my own business, hardware, and Brenda doesn’t need to work. But s...
Dear Readers, I want to thank everyone who has stuck by this story. I apologize for the delay in updates, but I have been busy in my personal life. I'm glad to be able to focus on these two again, and want you to know that your comments and feedback keep me going, and motivated to finish this tale. For those who are enjoying the read, there will be more upd...
An active mind had always made me a light sleeper, which meant that I rarely got a truly satisfying night's sleep. The only time I ever did was when I went to bed mentally exhausted. Unfortunately, becoming mentally exhausted usually entailed staying up until about five in the morning, which I could do only on Fridays. I could not stay up quite that late...
I don't know his name, but he's filled my dreams for the last month. I see him now and then when I do my laundry late at night. I've started referring to him as Mr. Laundry Hunk to all my friends. None of them seem to believe that he exists...but oh, does he ever. Rippling chest muscles, light blonde hair, and beautiful blue eyes that make me wet every time...
This is another true story about my wife, Lauren. Last time, I told about the time she unwittingly exposed her topless self to two college jocks in the parking lot after breastfeeding. Since then, she's accidentally shown more than she'd like just a handful of times, once in a hotel pool and another is the subject of this story. This event happened just a mo...
I checked in to this little ski resort ‒ it's a golf resort meant for the summer really, but a short drive from the ski hill, the best in Ontario (which isn't saying much) so they are obviously trying to attract some ski business, although nobody seems to know about them yet. The place is a hotel with a little timeshare section added on, the whole place bran...
I had moved to a neighboring country to attend university, but because I was unable to get into one of the very busy hostels, I was forced to rent a place elsewhere. I was thinking of renting a room on my own, but disliked the idea of staying with a whole house full of strangers, and I couldn't afford to rent an entire house on my own, so frankly, I was at m...