The next morning Jean-Claude wakes up, he is lying on his back and is fully erect, he quickly turns over; he looks to see if John is awake, but he is not there. Jean-Claude looks around and sees John sitting by the fire, cleaning another fish, using Jean's technique. John has his pants and shirt back on. "I have to admit, Jean, your cock is pretty impressi...
I sat panting. My cock was limp and covered in cum. Alex was lying next to me lightly chewing on my ear. I could feel her body, spooned on my backside, breath going in and out. Her semi hard cock danced about my slick hairless ass. She purred in my ear, "I am so happy to have brought you home tonight." It was funny, there was no guilt. There was no shame....
Mike went to pick up the post. It was his day off, while his wife was still at work. 7 or 8 letters -- marketing rubbish mainly, along with a brown envelope. But then a white envelope, with his name on. No stamp -- someone must have slipped it into his letterbox by hand. Mike felt around the envelope -- it felt like there was a CD or something in the envelop...
My name is Ayaan Farooq-Morrison and I'm a Somali woman living in the City of Houston, Texas, with my biracial husband Theodore Morrison. He's the one who introduced me to the joys of forbidden sex, along with many things which Somali culture and the Islamic faith consider haram. I am married to a man who follows a religion other than Islam. My husband is Ch...
EDUCATING MONA & HUBBY My wife Lana and I have a second honeymoon every year at a nearby hill station. We usually come for such holidays with at least another like minded couple, if not two. The erotic fun and games four or six such people can have can only be experienced and not described in words. Often, we forget to go sightseeing and similar time wastin...
Katy was sitting perplexed in the coffee shop, trying to find reasonable thoughts in her blank mind. She thought that maybe there is an explanation to what has just happened. She kissed a very good friend - a girl. It's nothing like her, she's not gay, not even bisexual. 'Or is she?', her mind was playing games with her. She knew Jane from work and they had...
“I’m too big to fit in a man sandwich,” Lori said as they got out of the car. Ben laughed as he removed the gas cap. “You’re not that big,” he said while Lori started washing the windows of the Prius. “And no, I’m not trying to talk you into being in a man sandwich.” It was the second stop on their way to Madison to meet with Lori’s girlfriend, Wendy. The...
It was Friday night at seven o'clock. I walked into Tabouli's Restaurant to be greeted by the owner Nancy. "Good Evening Les. It is great to see you." Nancy said as she reached up to give me a quick hug of welcome. "Jack and Jen are waiting for you." Nancy led me back to our table as we caught up with each other. We came around the corner to where everyone...
Foreword Funny thing, the Internet. Use it every day to research work, check the weather, read the news, catch up with friends. Shop. And, when a sterile—if affectionate—marriage is ending, I use it to see what kind of other men might be out there. If I'm 44 and single again, what are my chances? I mean, I live in the Bay Area, across the water from San F...
This story is dedicated to the brave men and women of the United States armed services who are defending freedom at home and abroad. ^ ^ ^ ^ Her fingers were beating a steady tattoo on the steering wheel as she sat in the minivan at the light. She was waiting to turn left onto the access road that would take her to the airport and a rendezvous with her hus...