*NOTE: There's not a whole lot of story to this one, just kinky, nasty sex - sort of a gonzo story, so if that's not your thing be warned. All feedback is welcome.* I watched the young woman strut into my office and knew immediately that here was someone special, someone different, someone to make things interesting for me. I have the knack for noticing tha...
She has just turned forty, but before you make that mental image of her subtract ten years. She could easily pass for thirty. She’s kept herself fit and trim and she has the energy of someone at least ten years younger. When I met her a dozen years ago she still looked to be in her late teens instead of a woman approaching thirty. She’s not the big-breasted,...
There was something that had driven him to come, but he didn't want to analyze it. But it lingered in his mind, in the back, refusing to stay completely hidden. There was something about Samantha, that he couldn't put his finger on. And oh, how much had he wanted to lay his fingers, along with other parts of his body, on her? Well, a lot. *The Backstory*...
The gasp is what caught my attention. In slow motion I turned my head to look directly up into the face of the cute maid. Erin was holding a yardstick in one hand and the other was clasped over her mouth to stifle her utter shock. She advanced on me with quick steps that were accompanied by loud clacks from the high heels on her leather loafers. My hips...
I've always been a kid at heart. Even today at the age of 24, I still occasionally wear my hair in pigtails, I still suck my thumb when I sleep, and I love to wear short schoolgirl skirts with white cotton panties. I never really got the hang of high heels; I mainly wear white tennis shoes. Instead of a purse, I carry a backpack shaped like some fuzzy animal...
Dear reader, it is close as I sit here in bed typing on my laptop. You see my days are numbered and I have decided to show you a glimpse of the confessions a priest hears. Of course the names will be changed to protect the innocent but also, the events will be as close as I can remember after fifty years of sitting behind the partition inside the confessiona...
Tonight was the night. I was finally on vacation in North Carolina. I was away from the daily grind of my life for an entire week. I had left everything behind for some quality "me" time. I had made a vow to myself that before week's end I would hook up with at least one hot guy. But not just any hot guy, you see, but a NASCAR driver. I was in driver country...
Chapter 5: The Formation of the 8 Team Everybody was awake and came down to the pool for breakfast, they were ravenous, eating wasn't a high priority yesterday, the coffee was perking away but they all decided a quick swim was in order to get some of the kinks out of their bodies. The third day is when the muscles that haven't been active for a while start...
***SHE*** "Manny.... Manny.... Did you pack your highlight videos for the coaches," the female voice called from downstairs? "Yes, mom, I put them in my backpack." "And you packed your cleats?" "Of course I did." "Oh, and don't forget your house keys. Remember that I won't be here when you come back." "Yes, mom, I have them." "Do you have my cell phon...
My wife of 9 years, Inga, is a very stunning woman. Bright eyes, bright white smile with perfect teeth, the perfect facial features of a Western European woman, long blonde hair, and petite tall body whose nipples point up right at your eyes on 'B' sized breasts. She was born in Norway, and raised there until her parents moved to the United States when she w...