I Coming home to my wife is always an adventure. I never know what she’s going to be up to when I come through the door. Last month, I came home and found her tied to the headboard of our bed being spanked by a dominatrix. I found out later that her paramour’s name was Jaimie and that she was a legal secretary who played the “innocent girl next door” whi...
Rub a Dub-Dub, Three Friends in a Tub Gary and I had gotten lucky. We were at my house one evening. To be more precise, we were at the place where I was "house sitting" for the summer. I was occupying half of a brown shingle duplex. It was originally a grand, single family home, but had been illegally subdivided into two apartments. The owners had installed...
I do not know why, but I have always been attracted to older men. Perhaps it is because my own father was so kind to me. Perhaps it is because for some strange reason all my early teachers and coaches were male. Unlike so many girls that have sad histories of the older men misusing and abusing them, my life has been filled with heroes! Younger guys on the o...
"Are you hard?" Wendy asked, sitting between my legs, both of us sitting on her dorm room bed. Outside, college students were on their way to and from classes. I froze, my hands still holding her shoulders. Her plump ass was against my crotch, my erection pressing eagerly against her backside. Would she believe I was just holding onto a roll of quarters? "...
Glasses clanked in the background, the sound of water muffling the distant sounds from the kitchen as her slender figure walked into the steaming shower and closed the door to the shower stall behind her. Dinner had been lovely, as he had insisted on cooking, and the taste of butter and lobster still clung to her lightly tinted lips. Sighing and walking into...
I was 19 when I had my first steady girlfriend. My dad had enforced a strict no-girlfriend rule at home until I graduated school. I had accepted this rule but had also decided that it was not against the letter of the rule to have casual sex, so I had one nighters and a few fuck-buddies, but not a girlfriend. I was certain my dad would not have approved so I...
Pt. XVIII: Safari Snatch Caitlin, Kim and Sal rode their Harleys from Dyer, Nevada, across the border and into California, heading north. They crossed back into Nevada at Topaz Lake and headed up I-395 to Reno. Right up to the casino-hotel where Thomas Peterson had been murdered they rode. Jack had reserved the other super suite for them. Peterson lost hi...
It was the summer of 1968. I was a lowly private in the Army, stationed on the East coast and going to a training facility, learning how to tear tanks apart and put them back together. It was all a strange new world for me, as I, like untold thousands of other recruits, had never been far from home before. But I vowed to make the best of it, and was busy e...
Thank you to everyone for being supportive of me as I try to write again. The last installment was short, but only because I felt like I did enough on it. I thought of the next part this morning and felt like just typing it out and submitting without the usual routine I go through. I do hope you like it and vote. If you want more info regarding the main char...
Part 5: The Secret Agent Claire was feeling horny. The problem was that she had got used to coming regularly, under the oral ministrations of her co-worker in the RSPHNFFP charity shop, the talented Mr. Sharma. Of course the fact that she was allowing him to go down on her had nothing to do with sex per se. It was just that she was allowing him to practic...