He came with the night wind, a cold front descending from the arctic complete with freezing rain and icy fingers. The branches creaked as trees flexed back and forth in a relentless effort to remain standing. By the morning the broken boughs and torn leaves would litter the ground but she wouldn't care. In fact, it was the perfect excuse for missing church t...
It was an environmental disaster. But by the time folks realized what was going on, no one seemed to care. The project started innocently enough. A quarterly planning meeting at Enozyme Pharmaceuticals. Product managers had been asked to bring a one page proposal for their best new drug idea. The board of directors said that there was enough money in the bu...
Sarah was sitting outside, on the steps, huddled in the depths of her quilted parka. I should have slapped him. I should have hit him. Why didn't I? Did I think I deserved that? Do I think he's right? "How are you feeling?" Ben asked her. "Shitty," she said. He smiled sadly and offered her his hand. She took it and pulled herself upright. They began to wa...
I’m Johnny aged fifty-eight married to Joan twenty years my junior. My wife’s became frigid because of her upbringing, sex only being allowed for procreation. I own a photographic shop; because I was sexually frustrated I became a Voyeur, fixing up a C.C.T.V. links in the ladies changing room. To my shame I had an affair with my next-door neighbour but s...
Hi, my name is Juan and I am married to Maria a beautiful green eyed, one hundred and ten pound, size thirty-eight D tits that still look and feel like when she was eighteen. Maria and I have been married for five years and has a sweet plump ass and soft curvy legs with beautiful hips, great for holding when fucking. Maria was raised very Catholic and the co...
This story was set in 1996 when I was just 19 years old. It is about an incredible (fictional) sexual encounter I had with an 18 year old girl at the time. It is a continuation of the story 'My friend's 43y/o kinky mother part 2.' It is not necessary to read part 1 at all. You may want to read part 2 to get a little background on the characters. But, I don't...
The taste of his firm lips pressed tightly to her own was enough to send frightening shockwaves of dread laced with the strong headiness of arousal to the very heart of her essence. All the while his large hand continued to play havoc upon the sleek softness of her upper thigh. Stroking her heated skin with an unwarranted violence. Those frigid fingers final...
Dr. Drake sat on his little stool at the end of the examining table and explored Mary's pussy with his fingers and eyes. Gynecologists usually wear surgical gloves when they examine a pussy, but he rarely did, preferring instead to have direct contact with the warm, moist flesh. If the patient questioned this practice, he simply explained that his keen sense...
Monday 12th Dear Diary... I've never written a diary before. No, wait, that's not true. I think I did once. I seem to remember I filled in about two lines for a couple of days before giving up. I was only 14 at the time, a whole third of my life ago. Looking back, I don't really feel like I've changed that much, though I suppose I must have, because I've...
Getting involved in other people's business is usually not a very good idea, I've learned, but sometimes you just can't help it. It can get you into all kinds of shit, there's no arguing that, but every once in a while, every once in a great rare while, it can turn out really good. A week ago last Friday night, I dropped in on my friends, Gene and Torrie P...