OK, I admit it. I have a real fascination for a woman’s ass. Not all asses, but nice pear-shaped ones. If I see a woman walk by, the first place I look is behind. Well, maybe not the first, if she is walking towards me, but I will make an extra effort to look back as she walks past me. First let me tell you a little about myself. I’m 51; about 5 foot 9 inch...
I was called for an interview in another state, it was about 1000 miles from my current working and residing place so had to make reservations on a train. About me then I was around 36 years, 5'9" and good physique. I reached a day before the scheduled date and lodged in modest motel. The interview was scheduled to be at 10:00 AM and it was 09:55 AM when I r...
This story is a re write of one of my earlier stories. It is a complete fantasy, and no one is under the age of 20 and there is no cruelty. ***** INTRODUCTION Bruce was 36 now but he had remembered that exciting evening so many times, over the following years, as if it were yesterday. He was a married man with a beautiful young wife Judith. He was Head o...
Bob and Teri had been together for several years now, they were deeply in love and very comfortable with one another. One night they went to a friend’s house for a small dinner party. After dinner, the guys went into the rec room to watch the game and the girls to the living room to chat and watch the latest girlie flick. The movie turned out to be about a l...
I knew my wife was looking at other men. In fact, I had encouraged her to meet someone. I wasn't sure about what I was getting myself into, but I was about to find out. Not long after Laura and I discussed this, she met someone at a party. She later confessed to me her attraction to the stranger. As far as I knew they had only talked at the party. At least t...
As I stood at hall door, I could hear the rustle of clothing then Dave's voice murmuring 'Mm, it feels even better than it looks in the photographs!' This was followed by a low moan from Sandra. My cock stiffened into a strong erection as I envisaged what was going on in the darkened hallway. I didn't want to disturb them at this moment but I was now very ex...
sequel to "What's my name?" It was a whole week before we formally met Jennifer and her husband Dave. We were invited to a neighborhood beer and bar-b-q party. We met a number of neighbors, in addition to Dave and Jennifer, and had a great time. At one point Dave pulled me aside to thank us for spicing up his love life. Evidently, Jennifer was pretty turn...
"Hi. What are you doing here?" I heard the familiar voice as I felt the tap on my shoulder. It was the girl who serves coffee to me every day at the local Starbucks. I instinctively stood as I turned to face her. "Hello. Well, I came to the restaurant for dinner, and since my table won't be ready for a while, I thought I'd come in to the lounge to have a dr...
Ramona Jean Tompkins was a pipsqueak, and frequently mistaken for a younger girl. The simplicity of her outfits, and her lack of nail polish and cosmetics didn't dissuade the misperception. Sporting a faded plaid shirt and worn jeans, and her usual battered boots or saddle shoes, the flat-chested, five foot tall woman was frequently offered a reduced bus far...
I step out of the bath first, drying myself, looking down at Philip, at his rippling eddying body, wrapping the towel around myself, pulling it under my arms, over my legs, between them, rubbing my pubic hair, patting the tender damp skin of my sex, staring down, looking, at his firm hairy body, his soft swirling penis. Then standing back, dry, taking the to...