If you think that parties are more fun than what happens afterwards, then you don't know my husband. A few weeks before the party I'm referring to, my husband Kevin had taken a new job within his company, and based on this first encounter, the socializing with the new gang was going to be a LOT more fun than with the old lot. I'd just met Kevin's new boss...
I was nervous, as you would imagine, on my first night as a male stripper. Most men would have a knot in their stomach before taking their clothes off in front of a baying crowd of middle aged, cock starved chav women. I, however, had another worry. As it happened, I didn't want to be a stripper, far from it, but my rent was due and I had spent all of my m...
We've just gotten back from the liquor store, tequila in hand. I set it down on the kitchen counter and reach inside the cupboard for two shot glasses. You go into the fridge and get the lemon, and begin slicing it. I pour the clear liquid into the glasses, take my lemon wedge, and say, "Cheers." You clink your glass against mine, and we drink to the night a...
The last time I remember having used or even seen my old diary was about four years ago, after my husband and I got married and found a new home. It was a new start for me; I did not feel the need to have to mark down every single event of my married life. I was on a path into a new territory, and I would remember everything. Every minute, day, and occurren...
Disclaimer: Alright, this story is not to be read by anyone under 18 (or in some certain doomed places) 21. If you get caught jacking off by your mother/father/auntie/uncle/Grand Parent. Keep in mind it's not my fault! This is my first story so please send me constructive criticism to me via the link in my profile. Author's Note: Well this is my first story...
Clay, a fellow realtor at London House, the most successful real estate agency in West Los Angeles, had last Tuesday lured Alex to a biker bar in the San Fernando Valley. The evening began well for the coworkers, playing pool and mixing it up with some of Clay's buddies. His imposing physical presence provided her with a feeling of security, his athletic bui...
Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. * I had a feeling that something was different with my wife Caroline. Not much, but enough for a man who had known her for twelve years and been married for ten. Caroline and I, Lars Ekman has an average Scandinavian family with two children, seven years old boy and a five years old girl. We live in our own h...
Peter and Millie were swimming in the lake, and Retta was showering. Millie was naked, and kept playing with his boner and trying to distract him, but Retta could see that he was sneaking glances at her. Wow, thought Retta. He really likes me. She let the shampoo soak into her hair, and spent a long time slowly washing her pussy and ass, and her breasts. T...
Ch. 02 - Visit to the Black Bar It was Wednesday. I had a hard time keeping my mind on work. Following the instructions of my wife, I was to arrive home at exactly 4 PM. There I was to find a young black stud giving my wife a massage in our bedroom. I was to ask him to wait downstairs. It was my duty to insure that my wife achieved two orgasms. If I could n...
Sheriff Jacob Creech was really looking forward to retirement at this point. The desire to make this someone else's problem was only getting stronger with each passing minute, especially with each passing new case that came in. Alan "walked out" of this a while ago with vague promises to come by if he heard something, Jacob isn't going to pretend that what t...