I awoke from my nap feeling great. The memory of the apology-blowjob stirred me a little, but I quickly dressed and came out to meet the family. Trudy's family was all home now. Two boys were hard at work on their homework, a bit distracted by the nice day but working hard to earn the privilege to enjoy it. Trudy's husband Steven was also home. He and Trudy...
I woke up when the sun peeked thru the clouds, casting a bright ray straight thru the window in the tent. I blinked, and tried to clear the sleepiness out of my eyes. Stretching, I felt every ache and pain that I had gained from hiking the day before. Trying not to make to much noise, I sat up and looked over at my companion for the hike. She was still curle...
Foster Davis had been a widower for just over two years when his daughter and a friend were returning from a semester in France the week before Thanksgiving. Tall, forty-something and in good physical shape with a distinguished touch of gray at his temples and salted throughout his professorial beard, he was lonely for companionship he easily could have had...
Mrs Boroclough lived alone, but her house was the biggest in Peasmarsh. It had tall windows with ornate guards, and a polished copper plate fixed on the wrought-iron gate engraved with her name - as if everyone for fifty miles around didn't know who she was. It was far too big for a widow-woman who's children had grown-up and departed, but she insisted that...
I did check my computer to falling asleep that night (WVC Ch.23: The Group Massage). But there was nothing. Being accustomed to finding e-mails on a regular basis, I was looking forward to my next adventure, and I was more than a little disappointed to see that my inbox was empty. Nothing arrived the next morning either. I went to my morning classes feeling...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 10 Nice Sunday Picnic. "Who are you?" I demand of the attractive, blue eyed and very naked girl lying under me. An unmistakable feeling around my slightly stiffened penis tells me that it's nestled comfortably within her vagina. Wait. . . . No way! "Jennifer?" "Ha, ha, funny Lyden," she states, batting her...
Arnold Rasmussin, 42 year old, married white male, was very angry. Very angry. He was the senior accountant for United Foundations, Inc. and he had been passed over again when it came to the assignment of interns to members of the accounting staff. Arnold did not do anything about this. He didn't five years ago when the internship program was begun and he d...
It started from the moment I met my wife. I was happily married at the time, or so I thought, until she opened my eyes and set free the disires and passions that I didn't realize I had. She was a new hire for the company, one of about a dozen. I first saw her walking through the halls on her orientation tour. I was immediately struck by her and she hasn't...
©2019 Sal De Klerk & enf_cavalier, All Rights Reserved Authors Note: This is a 2020 National Nude Day Contest story, so please vote. It started as a Role Play in the forums and I thought it was too hot not to share. Warning: This story contains adult content including exhibitionism, voyeurism, spanking, oral sex, masturbation, ENF, Bukakke, and cum eati...
Part 13 - All Hallows Eve When the picture demon manifested itself as a ten foot earth worm and proceeded to crawl on top of Jennifer and rape her, she came the closest she had yet to losing her sanity. She felt its slimy belly rubbing on her big soft breasts, while the thing grew cocks and plunged them into every hole she had. Who wouldn't lose it just a b...