The following is a work of fiction, intended for adults only. It contains strong erotic content and should not be read if you are offended by explicit sexual scenes. M-F, oral ------------------------------------------------ My ex-wife was certainly never shy about pointing out other people's faults, real or imagined. She said my income was inadequate to...
Natalie glanced up at the clock on her dresser...it was quarter to five and she hadn't set the table yet. Richard would not be happy. He'd called at half past three and told her that he was bringing home two of the new associates he had hired. They would be starting next week, as soon as the law school commencement was finished. She had met both young men...
I have a dream job. Or perhaps more of a fantasy job. Unfortunately those fantasies are mostly in the minds of my friends. I run my own private massage therapy practice from home, no other staff, just me and the clients. So my friends luridly imagine this means I spend my days oiling the pliant thighs of nubile young ladies who are then so overcome with lust...
I wouldn't let her fall asleep, because the girls would be coming home from the movie soon. She put on her swimsuit, I got dressed and we went out to the screened in porch. I mixed drinks on the way, and we talked again. She wanted to know why she could cum so fast with me when she couldn't cum much at all with her ex Stan. I of course replied, proper tech...
The characters in this story are above the age of 21 and should in no way be considered minors. It began like any other day of college, sitting in the classroom starring at the clock and the girl in front of it. Her name was Payton and she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, 5"10 with a kick ass body, perfect ass and size 34dd as I would late...
It was a bleak, cold day on campus, and being up on a hillside, the wind whistled and wound its way through the buildings and trees, almost as if it was a herd of cattle being corralled. I walked as fast as I could while trying to keep my ears and hands warm inside my coat. The wind stung like a thousand needles through my layers of clothing, which included...
As her son carried the last of his boxes out of the house, Claudia sighed. Her last child, her baby, was gone. The sigh was one of relief. For the past twenty-seven years, she'd been a mother. That was about it. She hadn't worked outside the home since her oldest child was born; his father had insisted she stay home and take care of the children and the ho...
I'd broken the golden rule again. It was becoming a tiresome habit. Chandler's boy, Phillip Marlowe, may not be real, but he never broke it. He never did divorce work. The end of a romance is, frankly, the lowest human beings can get before they completely loose it. Even when it concerns basically good people; divorce can bring out the bad in anyone. That's...
Where do I begin to tell about the most incredible night of my life? Let me start with a brief description of myself. My name is Kim. I am a 36 year old married white female. I am 5'2" and weigh 112 lbs. I have brown hair and eyes, 34c-25-35. I have been married for 10 years now, but have not been totally faithful to my husband. You see, I have had a weaknes...
The poker game had started as his idea although several of his friends soon jumped so solidly on board that he could not be certain whose idea it really was. He seemed to recall being the first to mention it. Regardless it had quickly come together when the wives got a hold of the idea and decided to make it a "couples" poker night. Undaunted the men continu...