"What a fucking day!" thought Dagwood, as he trudged up the sidewalk to the front door. The hum coming from behind the house must be Herb mowing his grass. "Fucker's probably using my mower," said Dagwood aloud. "Maybe I'll fuck Tootsie as payment!" Old man Dithers had chewed on his ass all day, and as a final insult, had transferred Dagwood's big-titted se...
"A lot of girls like to pretend that they're full of rainbows and unicorns but not me, if I've got to fart, I do it, I don't hold back, I let loose wherever I'm at," Marguerite DesRenaudes said with a smirk, and then she did just that. Squeezing her voluminous ass cheeks, the curvaceous young Frenchwoman unleashed a loud, wet fart. And then she leaned back o...
"There goes another one," Mariam Akkad said to herself, sighing as she read the Metro newspaper. The lengthy article on the front page described a fatal encounter between a mentally ill Somali man and members of the Ottawa police. According to the article, a certain civilian oversight authority was investigating the case to decide whether or not the officers...
It had been a while since we had had wine. It used to be a frequent thing, then for some reason I had got onto beer and she had started drinking some sort of alcoholic fizzy orange juice! This weekend however, she had been shopping alone and returned with, amongst other things, a bottle of wine. Our evenings are fairly straightforward these days, put the ki...
Hi all here is a story I hope you all enjoy about my wife Becca and me, Mike, on our recent vacation. We had been looking forward to escaping the cold for months. As evidence I got Becca two new bikinis in the middle of Winter just to keep our hopes up. After lots of strenuous "researching" I had them picked out and ordered awaiting the day Becca got to tr...
Annie starts the story: I am thinking of warmer weather and beaches. It had been a while since we had seen each other and fucked. I thought I need a holiday somewhere warn and some place that clothing is an option. I send you an email letting you know where I am headed and cheap flight info with a hope you might join me. I check into my little hut and enj...
"Hey honey," my husband whispered. "Look over your left shoulder, but do it discreetly." I gave him a look, but he just smiled. I made sure my two kids were still clamoring over the build it sets at the children's museum at Navy Pier. I peeked over my left shoulder, but see nothing but the chaos that comes from a place like this. Screaming kids, running, ki...
My wife is Italian-American and proud of it. We are in our 40's and she has worked hard to keep the beautiful curvy figure she had when I married her. She aslo has a secret and that is the point of the story. My wife has a beautiful pair of full breasts, dark brown hair, brown eyes and a beautiful, round bottom. She is sexy and outgoing and can be the life...
The following is a fictional short story written for a special friend to make up for things I'll never do for her. Some things remain fantasy only. * I met her on one of those dating sites. Well, when I say dating site I mean one of the many that caters to people looking for random hookups. I don't know exactly what I was looking for at the time. I guess i...
Chapter One – Wake Up Call The alarm went off and I groped for the "snooze" switch out of habit. Then I remembered that I had day maid duty today and sleepily rolled out of bed. Wandering into the bathroom, I pulled the shortie nightgown over my head and observed myself in the full-length mirror starting at my red-painted toenails. My gaze wandered up my sh...