Growing up I always liked to be around Mrs. Lewis, I mean she was old but she sure didn't look old like my mom and she didn't act like an old lady either. I knew she was divorced but I just couldn't understand how her husband could have ever left her; I knew I never would if I'd been married to her. Although mom told me not to pester her, she didn't seem to...
Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess. Chapter IX An offer he can’t refuse! ================================================= I had lost all sense of time and place. I was aware only of the sensation in my fully erect cock and balls which seemed to be stimulating themselves! Only gradually did I become aware of the nubile, bronzed female form tha...
Both women were rather giggly as Kim opened the bottle of Merlot. They'd already had three glasses each at the restaurant, and were both eager to add to the buzz now that they were back at Shannon's house. Getting drunk over a Wednesday lunch was not something they did, ever, but today they'd each agreed it would be best if they were a little, if not very, d...
Author's Note: This is a fictional story that includes sexual themes. The sexual descriptions in this story take place between adult characters aged 18 or older. ***** It was the last day of school before spring break and I should have been ecstatic for my family trip to Las Vegas. But it was just my luck that one of my aunts dies and the trip is cancelled...
The new housekeeper, Miss Spargrove landed the thick wooden Spencer paddle for the fiftieth time on Shawn Cirrito's reddened buttocks, and Shawn bit her tongue to keep from screaming. As the paddle, built with holes throughout to make swinging easier and more painful landed again on Shawn's ass, she wondered what Ross was doing. Miss Spargrove had had hi...
Tyler Bradman was making progress, one sloppy wet kiss at a time. He was in the front seat of his car with his latest girlfriend, Rachel, a pretty 20-year-old college student he'd met in class. They'd gone to dinner, then a walk, and now as he sat with her in front of her house, they were kissing passionately, hands roaming over each other's bodies, though...
The next day I showed up at Jason's house the same time as usual. I wasted no time as it was really hot that day. I proceeded right to the pool and jumped in. I wore a pair of white shorts this day on purpose, and I knew when it was wet Darcy would be able to see right through the material to my cock. I had only swum a couple of laps when Darcy showed up poo...
"This is ridiculous," I thought, standing outside St. Joseph's cottage waiting for Brother Robert to answer my knock. "What excuse can I give for coming by this time. Surely by now he's aware that these frequent meetings with him to talk about the boys on his work crew are contrived and unnecessary." My sister told me I was crazy and said I was setting myse...
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I come from the lower end of an upper middle class town. Through high school and then into college I'd gotten a pretty good lawn mowing and gardening service going. I was always expected to mow our lawn for nothing, or, if you like, because dad said so. I didn't mind. Actually I rather liked it and still do to this day. There's a quick sense of accomplishmen...