I wrote this story for a male friend of mine who wanted a story of himself and a woman he might meet on a drive. He was happy with it. ***** I decided to take a drive and headed out on the highway. It was a beautiful fall day with all the leaves falling off the trees. I love this time of year cause not only is it cooler but not too cold, but also I loved a...
We were partying over at Lori and Dana's because their mom wasn't home again that weekend. She was divorced from their dad and spent most of her free time with her boyfriend, so this was nothing new. Lori and Dana were adults, anyway, so it wasn't like their mom was neglecting them. They were both college graduates, so they were old enough to stay home by th...
#2: Second Chance? The train pulled into Galway station, and as the brown-eyed man with the pretty smile stood to alight, he said in a delightful Irish accent: "Come for a drink with us." We had spent the past 10 minutes since I'd got on grinning at each other, eyes lingering that bit longer than they should. In that instant before the carriage doors closed...
April 18, 2010 I was balls deep in her pussy. I mean I was so deep, the head of my cock was hitting her cervix, and she still wanted more. You might want to know how I got in this position. Well let me tell you. I'd had the craving for a salad all day, so I stooped off at the corner market to pick up the making. I had the lettuce, tomatoes and was looking...
For the past 3 and a half years I have been screwing my wife's Mum and have written about a few episodes on literotica (Mother-in-law lust). We started when she was 64 and she is now 67 and we usually have just one session a week. However at the same time I am happily married to her eldest daughter Liz and we too have a great sex life and thankfully she has...
The bush track along which I walk shows signs of disuse. The tree branches and the scrubby bushes are starting to encroach upon the path, no longer being held back by the regular tread of other walkers' feet. Despite that, the track is still wide enough that I don't need to concentrate too hard to avoid having my legs and ankles scratched. I am totally imme...
"Wait here, hon" she said. "I'm going to change and then put on the coffee." The woman disappeared down a hall. I looked around the smallish living room at the overstuffed couch and chair, the obligatory coffee table with scuff marks and cigarette burns in the finish. All in all, the room was nothing special. My bladder had started to feel full, probably th...
"Stalking" is not a word I like. It sounds -- bad. I really like the word "following". I'd been following Sandy for a year, now. Her name was Sandra and I knew she didn't like to be called Sandy, but that was who she was to me, Sandy. In the first six months she'd gone on one date. The guy must have been a real dud, because she hadn't gone out with him again...
Suzie looked around the bank. Another boring day at work, at least she was allowed to take the deposit in and thus get out for a while. Nothing special here, same people she always saw. There was the crazy old lady that smelled like pee. The dirty old black man who stared at her tits, what a creep, not that they weren't nice tits. She was rather proud of the...
I awoke the next morning with the urgent need to pee. Rolling over to get up I realized that Tammy was sleeping on my left and Claire on my right, I smiled and worked my way off the bed with out waking them. After relieving myself I glanced at the clock, it was a little before 8 and realizing that the water tank was almost empty from the girls showers the ni...