December You might say, my wife, closing in on forty, is really getting hornier by the day. Her hormones acting up, clear as ice . But how horny does she really get, you want to know? I´ll spare you a description of my wifey. Just think of a size 16 woman, overweight, big flappy breasts, a broad behind that´s pockmarked with cellulitis, and thighs that ten...
Even though I had come home early, I had a hard day and I wasn't in the mood for any of his yappy bullshit the minute I walked in the door. Plus I had something to discuss with him, that frightened me a bit. So the minute he opened his mouth, I told him to shut up and that I wasn't in the mood. I told him to pour me some white wine and to bring it to me in...
It began like a typical evening for them, settling in to bed after dinner. They had already done the, " how was your day" usual dinner and evening conversations. He slid under her arm and began nuzzling her neck, kissin softly down her throat towards her slowly heaving breasts. She moved just enough to allow him access to begin their typical foreplay of nipp...
In a porcelain basin filled to the brim with steamy water and ginger lily bubbles, I cup my hands to run the water along my neck. It streams down my chest like sensual raindrops from a sexual heaven. Candles light the room making my exposed skin seem tanned and casts shadows on the wall that seem to dance along to the slow jazz music playing in the backgroun...
I was working for Sharon Osborn. I was helping her with some thing around the house for a little while. Ozzy was away on tour and Sharon was the only one in the house. Had to admit despite her age I all ways found her hot. I liked her attitude and sexy clothing. She was walking around in the room with a tight wife beater with no bra and some tight pants. Sh...
This story is a prelude to Wishes Do Come True. I wrote it awhile ago and actually forgot it was out there. One day when I was moving, my ex-wife called me to let me know the group home where our special needs son lived had called. He was sick and she wanted to go see him, but did not have the money to pay for the trip or a vehicle. Since it was only a coup...
Sara leaned over to her night table and turned out the lamp as soon as I walked in the bedroom. Of all the nonverbal cues we share in our sex life, this is one of the most important ones. It means "don't say a word, take off your clothes, and get in here." It's funny, any memories of being with other women have faded over the years to the point I only can re...
Blake was fucking me slow now. His dick was so hard. I wanted him to fuck me harder. Maybe a little sexy talk would do the trick. "You know what? I don't know why I'm letting you fuck me. You have not been so nice to me lately. You wouldn't give me a massage last night. You didn't have time to make me tea this morning. I thought about just sucking your dick...
Jean Summers stood in her new X-Men uniform, looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled. Three months ago she would have barely recognized the woman that stared back at her now. That was before, it doesn't matter now. You like your new look. Jean shook her head, suddenly woozy, and thought, 'That was before, it doesn't matter now. I like my new look.'...
[revised 8/15/2017] This story is kind of by-the-numbers. Five couples in various pairings through the night. But every person and every pairing is unique. * "We call it a swap-meet," explained Helen. Her voice sounded small coming from the cell phone's speaker. It lay between Stacy and her husband on the pillow, lighting their faces like a magic spell. T...