Chapter 3: Becky I made it back to the house first. Will had the music going, and he was settled in the recliner drinking a beer. When Jeannie and the girls came in I noticed how they looked at me: Jeannie smiled, Becky looked at me wide-eyed then looked away, and Elle avoided looking in my direction at all. Becky, the dynamo, was the first to speak up, "...
I last left off with dry humping my gorgeous twenty something year old married neighbor in the fall. Regina ha consoled me and told me it was fun and reminded her of dry humping while she was a teenager and dating. Bill, Regina's husband had given me a stack of 60 porn magazines that I had been studying in GREAT detail thru the winter months. It was the win...
It had been a long, dreary week in October; the rainy season was never more depressing, and I 'd had more than enough of cramped confinement. See, it's like...now my job with construction had slowed, I was bored to death. And hey, I'm trying to set this up so you'll know I'm not some freak or something -- cause what I want to tell you, see, it's not like I p...
Disclaimer, The characters hereby depicted are entirely fictional and any resemblance to people living or dead is inevitable owing to the ordinariness of the folks described. ============================ It was high school senior prom night, I lay in my bed watching dark clouds scudding across the moon as I listened to the sounds of the night, cric...
"I think the First Lady needs to be monkey-fucked in every orifice by blacks and Hispanics while W watches," said Donna, my wife of nearly 19 years. We were watching a show about Casinos and their video surveillance and right to refuse play to skilled black jack players that can actually win money. "Monkey-fucked, huh?" I started laughing and wondering whe...
My wife Stepahnie and I were married 15 years ago. She is my best friend and we still love hanging out and doing things together. This goes for sex too, we have a great sex life although two jobs, two kids, two dogs, two mortgage payments, two car payments... you get the picture... does mean we don't spend as much time as we'd like on our sex life. But when...
Lilly and I met at church. We were both seniors at different high schools. She was smart and funny, a few inches shorter than me with short, dark brown hair and a trim athletic body. We fell for each other quickly. And we were both virgins, despite being 18. This was back in the Old Days when (at least among our peers) the vast majority of high schoolers we...
Before she and everyone else started calling him C, he went by Miguel. Hearing it the first time surprised everyone. His parents hailed from the Piney Woods and were pure country. How they ended up in barrio was no mystery. A coworker of his dad's took the recent immigrants under his wing and under his roof. The neighborhood was only slightly wealthier than...
*** Flashback to Summer After Senior Year of High School *** After graduating high school, Melody and DC spent all of the time possible together mostly making out. With his parents working days and hers working nights they could usually find a place to be alone. She was still 'protecting' him by keeping their relationship secret. She told herself it was so...
My Wife’s Night Class, 6: Posing with Nick While Wendell and my wife were back in the bedroom deciding on an outfit for her to wear, my hard-on subsided and I took a piss in a plastic bottle I’d brought into the closet with me. I knew this session might take awhile, so I was prepared. Occasionally I peeked in at John, Jerry, and the always-ready-to-fuck Nic...