* * * * * * * * * * A number of winters ago, I took a few days off from being a mom and accompanied my husband to a business seminar in Clearwater, FL. A chance for a break from the Midwest winters. I packed only a couple of mini skirts, some summer tops, a nice dress for evenings, three string bikinis, and bras and panties, including the red panties in...
When I was invited to my friend's twenty-sixth birthday party, I met Wonderboy. I've never had a guy go out of his way to make sure I knew he was interested. I've had guys enjoy my view. I've had guys kiss my cheek as if I was so attractive they couldn't help wanting me. But I've never had a guy act like he really wanted to be with me. At the age of twenty-...
This is not a story about me, but it is a true story. That is all I can tell you about this, without revealing the real people. Names have been changed, but everything else is as real as I remember it. In this story the "I" refers to a guy, thus proving once again, this story is not about me! I don't know who said it, but college really is a strange place....
The car was quiet when they drove off again. Lena started laughing. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to laugh. It was just so funny when Benton grabbed your dick. I though you were gonna die," she said. "I thought he was gonna pull out his dick and compare them," Ethan said and groaned. Charlie laughed. "Maybe he just wanted some advice on how to make his bigger....
I was at the gym the other day, and had an unusual experience I thought I'd tell you about. I was at my locker getting changed into my gym gear, I was facing the locker and had my back to the room but had the strangest feeling that someone was watching me. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw 20 something asian guy looking at me. Surely its my imagination...
On the Bus is a chain story that does not rely on any previous or incoming chapters. Each submission is considered stand alone and only relates to the others via the bus. The bus driver was about to close the door and pull away when one last passenger stumbled up the steps and held out a ticket. Grabbing the ticket the driver tore off one of the stu...
My husband, Jim, has been on at me for ages to tell you my story of how I became a real sex addict and dirty slut. It took quite a while for me to get there, as all I was ever interested in was my family, i.e. my husband and kids. To want to be with another man was something I'd never thought of, especially as we were both virgins when we married. So here it...
"Have a seat," I said as I watched you walk in, a smile on your face. "You giving orders?" "Yes, and I expect them to be followed, now sit down," I say with a smile, and as you sink down onto my couch, I feel my pussy get all warm and wet. You make me almost embarrassingly wet, and you don't even know it. I squirm in my seat, pressing my thighs together tr...
Back in the house I wipe the liquid off my legs with a towel, slip on my thong, and run upstairs to my bedroom and search for an old cutoff jean skirt that I hadn't worn in years. It was made from an old pair of very short, jean shorts and was hardly a foot wide. Putting it on over my bikini bottom it rode very low on my hips and could easily fall down over...
Matt and I moved the barbecue pit to the dock along with an iced keg of beer. As we set about starting the charcoal, couples started to drift out to join us. Shawn and Karla were the first. Karla asked where the girls were. I told her the kitchen. She left us and headed that way. She snagged Beth and Martha on the way. Greg and Ken joined us as Shawn pumped...