This is the story of our adventures this past Friday afternoon. We welcome your comments and e-mails. Unfortunately, there aren't any pictures of our adventure, but we usually take lots of pictures and are interested in trading with other couples. Jill and Logan The conversation had trailed off and Jill could tell Logan was thinking about something. She inq...
All characters engaged in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. * Jill wiped the counter and looked at the clock. Ten fifteen. She smiled, Jack should be coming in any minute. She looked up excited at the sound of doorbell. Her excitement dampened at the sight of the large and rowdy bar hopping group squeezing themselves through the glass do...
Continued from Chapter Three... The door clicked shut as Alex walked through the apartment. Great, thought Jill, sarcastically, what am I supposed to do now? Jill found herself in quite a predicament. Her handcuffs were still firmly locked around her slender wrists, and the roughness of Jill and Alex's just-finished coupling had chafed the delicate skin o...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] ***** Betty led Bob and Jill down into the basement of their lakefront home, with Harry bringing up the rear. "This, obviously, is the laundry room," Betty said as they passed through the small area with its washer, dryer, utility sink, and clothes-folding-table. "Nice," Jill said....
"Peter," the voice crackled through the CB. "Peter! I have a call for you over in Emery." "Go ahead," Peter answered. "24 Hickory Lane. Ms. Masterson is having a problem with her AC. I know you're supposed to be off in 10 minutes, but this is a rush job and double time will apply," The voice crackled again. "Got it. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes....
Monday night was upon us before long and Jill said she'd put the kids down and that I should talk with Ben and to let her know when it was time to come down. We hadn't heard from Ben since he left Sunday morning so we figured he would still report for work Monday night as usual. Only time would tell if he would indeed show up and how awkward things might be...
Bit of a long story this one, but I know most of you lot don't like strung out chapters as a rule. So get yourself a nice drink and settle down. No hard sex here I'm afraid, and it's even got a happy ending, so you've been warned. ++++++++++++ It all started out as a fairly ordinary evening ------- a few drinks at the bar at one of the hotels in town, the...
Once again I must thank Jill for her help, input and support without which this would have meant a premature end to the storyline. If you don't like reading sex stories where couples or more act out graphic sex acts, don't bother reading any further especially the usual trolls who seem to find something wrong with every story. ***** The continuation of D...
I was a fat fuck in High school. I mean fat--6 foot tall and I weighed like 360 my senior year. I'm only guessing, 'cause the only time I weighed myself the scale didn't go up over 350. I wasn't always that big, but I really ballooned out in Junior and Senior years. I was (am) also fairly uncoordinated, so I had no interest in sports. Gym class was the worst...
Author's note: As I mentioned in the first installment, I felt obliged to write about the summer in college that was literally the hottest, and one of the most sex filled you could imagine. It's been a really long time since I've posted a submission, and decided to pick up where this one left off. So please go back and read Ch 1 first. Ch2 is short, but Ch 3...