This story takes place several months after my last posted story. It had been a great experience sharing my wife sexually with a couple other men so far. It is truly an exciting event to watch my sexy wife in the heat of being fucked, hearing her moans and sexual grunts, seeing the way her body moves and responds while fucking. It's all a bit of sensory over...
AUTHORS NOTE: My apologies to all the wonderfully depraved male and female readers who have waited patiently for this next installment of THE ORAL BANK TELLER.. Your email comments have been greatly appreciated. I am humbled... and determined to continue my efforts on behalf of masturbators everywhere. As always, you may rest assured that these events did,...
We stayed out on beach for a couple of hours, occasionally venturing into the surf. I made sure that our sunscreen was kept fresh. I loved the way her skin glistened in the sun. The older couple gathered their towels and headed back towards the hotel. It was hot and I was feeling sticky from the saltwater. I suggested we move to the pool. “That’s sounds lik...
Crossing Over Part 2: Three's Company Nicole walked into my cubicle at work that morning and put her hands on my eyes. "Guess who?" she said. Her hands moved from there down to my breasts, cupping them firmly. I arched my back, giving more to hold, at the same time keeping an eye out of the window. It was still early enough that no-one was probably in the o...
The sun was shining so bright this morning, but as I was driving to my job, even its light couldn't compare to the smile I had painted on my face. I was driving just by instinct, since my mind and thoughts were dancing around last night's discussion. The hot details were alive before my eyes and my imagination couldn't work faster than that. I had already bu...
"Come on, Timmy!" My mom, Jackie Taylor called out at me. "We need to find some things for you to wear to school." "Do I have to?" Nearly nineteen years of age, I was way past that point where I hated going clothes shopping especially with my mother. But obviously to her, I wasn't responsible enough to go on my own. During my short life, she'd always pick...
I was running back and forth, tidying up every little spot of my apartment. I rarely had company, which is why it was always such a mess. Of course, it would probably end up being a bigger mess later, what with me dying my own hair for the first time ever. I scooped up a few electronics that were on the floor into my hands and threw them in the closet. Just...
Hey everyone this is my first story I've submitted and will hopefully be making a series out of it. Since I'm new I would LOVE to get some feedback on ways that I could improve as well as what I'm doing right. Outright Flames are fine too as long as they have something constructive in them :D Anyway Onto the story, enjoy. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-...
Sarah stood in front of the mirror, fussing with her blouse, when she heard the phone ring. She reached over and pick up the cell phone, looking at the display to see it was her mom calling. "Crap!" she answered the phone, "hi mom. No, nothing much going on. Just going to a movie with Jenny. No. Just us girls. Yeah. I'm actually on the way out, so I'll talk...
It doesn't really get going in Pattaya until quite late in the evening. The wilder party goers usually spend their days at the beach relaxing and recuperating from the previous night's excesses. Then after eating a late dinner, with their batteries recharged they filter into the honky tonks and girlie bars around ten or eleven to begin the excitement again....