Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments and suggestions (and even constructive criticisms) are welcomed. Dear Ann, Have you ever been to a CFNM party?...
When I was in Phoenix a few months ago, I finally met up with a guy that I met on line. During our date, we drank and laughed had a nice dinner. After dinner, he asked if I wanted to go dancing at this Western bar. Since I liked to line dance and haven't boogied country for some time, I was thrilled to go. So we walked a few blocks down the street to an ol...
I'd like to tell you a story about the night that my wife got what she really deserved (and turned out to want) even though she wasn't looking for it. To make a long background story short, my wife can sometimes be a tease. She is a beautiful five feet two inches of curves and long blonde hair and flashing green eyes, and chock full of sex appeal. Men (and w...
I could feel the three women moving around above me. "Now spread your legs and put your left foot over here," Lori continued and I felt Betsy's foot brush across my thighs, "there you go. Now you're just going to lower yourself down onto your knees. There you go Bets." I could feel Betsy's knees pressing along the outside of my thighs as she was positioned...
Our married life has always been like any other family. We spend our weekends at soccer games and our evenings supporting our children with their homework. We have sex when we can and occasionally go out to dinner. Who would have expected that a couple like us could have such a lurid dirty story to tell? My wife Bridgid is a 5 foot 6 inch tall, very sexy,...
I guess I should start my story two years ago, when Richard first joined the company. At the time, I was working as a clerk in the accounts payable department. The job involved some occasional light bookkeeping, but was no challenge for someone with an accounting degree, like myself. Richard was hired as a senior bookkeeper in the accounts payable department...
RIVER RATS... Part 1 Intro, THE SWIMMIN HOLE Part 2 UNDER THE BRIDGE Part 3 Airplanes, motorcycles, and farm tractors? RIVER RATS #1 THE SWIMMIN HOLE Let's go back to Central Illinois, where I was born and raised. After I met Dollie and got my first car we were free. Free to roam beyond the small city where we lived. Even when still in High School, I...
Arlene, I am passing my story to you mostly because I think the readers will enjoy it. It is so stupid that it must be true. As you know we all have hidden bones in our closets, but God forbid if anyone in my family ever found out about mine that’s why I’ve used a fictitious name “Wendy”, and changed all other names, etc. to protect the innocent and less tha...
There are two types of men in the world: those who merely dream, and those who will stop at nothing to capture their dream. Some say there's a third type of man-the kind who gets really loud and vocal at a little league baseball game when he thinks the umpire messed up a call against his son's team and won't shut the hell up about how "the fix is in". My fat...
Carrie stood in front of her student mailbox staring at the note. It was a half sheet of notebook paper with a message scrawled across it in pencil. It looked as though the person who had written it had pressed down with a lot of force. It said, "I'm going to beat off while I watch you tonight. Go Tigers" She shivered. It was the third note that she had got...