BREAK TIME! Eight Was More Than Enough! Condo #8 and #9. Game 23 We slept late Tuesday morning at the condo. As I was finger fucking Dollie she told me "make it a quick fuck this morning. I need a break. My pussy hurts! My tits hurt! My whole body hurts! But I feel great!" I suggested we skip it. She insisted I fuck her. I pumped her full in a short ti...
Wake to the alarm upstairs, and Brianna being rather upset. Just lie there for a moment wishing it was next year and she can walk around so less crying loud for food. Groan when I realize next year she will be talking, mostly yelling about being hungry. Standing at the foot of the stairs I am pondering if I should hand her a cookie before breakfast or just m...
Muemen opened his eyes and lay enjoying the familiar and constant roll of the sea. The hazy gray light of early dawn seeped into his dark cabin through the cracks and edges of the door and thin brown curtains of the lone, paneless window. He rolled from his hammock and stretched his stiff muscles, scrounged through his bare pantry for a quick breakfast of bl...
I'd love to meet any of my Seaborne girls, but here's a new-ish one. Heidi was a very, very small player in a story I did a little bit ago, but she's based on a very, very real person with exactly the same personality. This story happens, oh, maybe three months before my "Schadenfreude." I'm entering this story in the 2018 April Fool's Contest; please read a...
The following story contains creampie, watersports and cuckold themes, if its not for you then please choose another story (no offence taken). Still here - good! I hope you enjoy - I did! The wives tale: First of all, I do love my husband, and I'm not a bad person (least I don't think so but as that's a judgment call I'll let you make up your own mind). My...
Chapter Two - Ian's Story Ian Quinn was a bookworm. He inherited a talent for numbers from his father so math was his best subject in school. Growing up in a small towm in the Midwest, Ian made a name for himself with his phenomenal ability with numbers. Early in high school, he established himself as the guru of math and easily made extra money tutoring o...
(To the reader: This is the third in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and myself. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) * She still couldn't believe that he was still in the game. She wanted him so badly. It was becoming increasingly di...
It was a nice Valentine's Day as the married couple finished their walk on one of the few days in Houston that wasn't over hundred degrees with hundred percent humidity, but then again they wouldn't be able to have the house they do if it was nice weather year round. The sun was setting after a peaceful Valentine's Day spending it with the Grandparents but n...
Arlene loves stories about how virgins lose it, and this is my story. I don’t share much publicly, but this is fun. First, let me start by letting you get to know a little about me. My name’s Cindy. I am thirty-two, and I pretty well enjoy getting some action. That’s what weekends are for, and on occasion weekdays will do as well. Until six months ago I w...
"Come on Trish we have to hurry," I whispered, "If we're late Maurice won't let us in." My friend Maurice was one of the trustees for the Proctor and Gamble National Forest. As a special favor for me, he was going to let us in the back door so Trish would be able to see a real tree up close. Everyone knew this place was now off limits and only heads of stat...