It was late Friday afternoon at work and nothing was getting done. I had been sitting in my office attempting to visit a few of my favorite internet sites but unfortunately found that our new IT guy had done a reprehensibly good job at blocking access to anything even remotely interesting. Finally giving up, I vowed to improve my hacking skills and try again...
Marisol Ryan is at it again. The gal just can't seem to keep sex off her brain. This five-foot-eleven, blonde-haired, green-eyed, alabaster-skinned Irishwoman is a sexual dynamo. Currently, she's lying in bed, fingering herself while watching her boyfriend Hector Brown as he slept in their bed. He had come late, and she hadn't known where he was. She'd been...
My name is Eli Pierre. I'm a six-foot-three, kind of good-looking white guy of Irish and French descent in his early forties with short black hair and pale green eyes. I live in the city of Brockton in the state of Massachusetts with my family. My wife Denise Jacobson Pierre is an executive with an engineering company. Our son Jay is a freshman at Boston Col...
After Jinky and I had been married about a year, she began to make gay references about me being gay. When I'd get mad, she'd laugh and say, "I'm only joking!" I remember she always used to squeeze my breasts, which were quite prominent, and say, "Wow, sweetie, nice development!" And then she'd laugh. My feminine breasts had been a source of embarrassment f...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. * Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Connie and I am a 40-something tr...
This is not a fiction story. This is about the events that happened to me one evening. It includes male and female sex. If you enjoy this please leave some comments, I have other stories, and ideas for some good fiction if, this is liked. A memorable of the best evening of my life yet. My name is Sabrina I've been dressing as a woman often, as long as I...
We get together every Thursday at lunch. Our friend Emilio loves having us, tells us we add some glamour to the place. His little restaurant is popular enough that we're lucky to have a standing reservation for luncheon late in the week. Should one of us be absent, we buy her meal and wine anyway else Emilio glare at the empty seat. Ricki is our waitress, a...
While walking one evening I saw a friend go into his new neighbors garage. A man walking into another mans garage may not seem odd, but rumors have surrounded this new neighbor since he arrived in town. Everyone says he is gay. He isn't married, nor does he appear to have children, but that doesn't mean anything. He seems quiet and keeps to his self, so no o...
That first day she had sex with April wasn't exactly a productive day for Ann Perkins. It was fine at first, but then after the incident she couldn't even think coherently, that infuriating documentary crew that was always hanging around capturing hours upon hours of footage of her sitting at her desk and just staring into space with an expression on her fac...
It’s my birthday, and I’m giddy with anticipation as you pick me up from work around 9 on a Saturday night. You’ve been promising me a surprise that I’ll never forget, but beyond that I know nothing of what you have planned. “Where are we going?” I ask. “To a party,” you answer cryptically, and you drive us toward the big university that dominates the town...