I considered myself a lucky man. I had a nice job and a beautiful wife. I'm Jeff and my wife is named Jennifer me and our friends call her Jenn for short. We met in college I played football, nothing that impressive just good enough to get into school, and I saw her at a party she was wearing tight jeans that showed off her perfect bubble ass and a black ta...
My cute wife, Pam, was laying face-down in the backyard on a beach towel, sunning herself to tan her pleasantly plump body. She was wearing a skimpy bikini. Or, I should say, half of it. The teeny top was untied, beneath her between the towel and her breasts. She was baring her back to avoid a pale strap line on her skin. The bikini's tiny bottom barely cov...
The day dawned beautifully. She lay there feeling the morning sun caress her body. The rays penetrated through the window while the glass acted to magnify their intensity. His hand reached over and touched the warmth on her skin, while he slowly ran his hand the length of her waist, then down over her round ass. They shared good mornings with one another bef...
Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit! I tell myself as I run along the track that leads to my campement. I had to get there fast before my boss gets here. My phone got a notification. "Hey bud! I'll be there in five minutes!" Fuck! I hurried up and finally got to our campement. -24 hours earlier- "So we really have a whole week by ourselves here?" Asked my wife, Emily....
The summer had been progressing fairly interestingly with Karen, my wife of twenty years, putting on quite a show for the neighbor and I. Then giving Bill his little reward for taking care of the garden, I wondered just where this was going, and how far (see Garden Party & GP2). A few days after watching Karen give Bill, the neighbor, a blowjob out by the ga...
Feather Maid "You wanna lap-dance?" she asked. I looked in her eyes, then turned away so I didn't exhale my smoke in her face. She was a white girl, about 5'9" and in her late twenties. "How much?" I asked. "Twenty." I looked her body over. She was an hour past voluptuous on her way to cellulite city. I love women and all their imperfections, but if yo...
The dream started with me standing outside the window of my gorgeous (now former) neighbor and friend Jennifer peeping in at her in her bedroom. It was dark outside but very light in her room with her window shades completely up and the bright overhead light and lamp on. I was standing right outside her bedroom, my face pressed against the window, watching h...
George: I must be crazy. I stood outside of Arthur's front door, with my luggage, hesitating before ringing the bell. Arthur and I, internet friends, corresponded by e-mail and had opened a line of communication hard to accommodate in the everyday give and take of friendship. We confessed to failings, both physical and moral, that we dare not reveal to our...
Dorothy Barber lost her husband a couple of years back, and since then she retreated even further within herself, letting others run the stationery business her Henry had owned while she stayed home and moped around the house with the TV as her companion. Dorothy did go outside to do some gardening when the weather permitted, although the almost constant pre...
Alice -- Apartment 1B I'm a single male in my mid-twenties living in a basement apartment of a two-story apartment building -- two apartments on the first floor and two on the second. Mine is the only one in the basement, with the rest of the basement being laundry, heating, etc. I work the third shift at a paper mill, so my days are free. It all started w...