I live in a small town where not much happens. Fifteen years ago, a family rented the upstairs apartment in our large house. We had much more room than we needed, and the entire upstairs was turned into a private apartment. A lovely family moved in and we became like family rather quickly. The mother was remarried and her one child was from her previous mar...
*****Warning! I'm a very perverted individual! Proceed with caution!***** 7-22 When I got home I passed the whore and the trash in the driveway they were going to get movies so I walked in the basement and the laundry basket was still sitting there of course. I had just slipped the cum loaded panties back into the basket when the basement door flew open an...
I love my wife. She is by far out of my league. We have sex. Although not nearly as often as I really want or need. But I live life fairly satisfied, because she unknowingly fulfills my deepest fetishes, which are exceptionally strong... maybe stronger than my need to have actual sex with her. So it works! My fetishes are secrets that no one really knows ab...
Chapter 9 Natalie's punishment Jean tells me she got a phone call from Natalie, the club was having a special night the next month and wanted to know if we would be attending. "What's going on that's special? "She really didn't say, just it would be a lot of fun and hot. How about we take Annette?" "Sounds great, let her know we'll be there." Saunterin...
Evening Client Once the class is finished, I make my way towards my brothel. I have everything I need with me. I have my two dildos, my bag of cannabis, and I have alcohol and my evening clothes in my room. Once I reach the front entrance of the building, I make my way up the concrete steps. I see a few co-workers, and I politely nod my head and smile as...
The day crawls its way back into the arms of night as the moon soars over us; my dear we are together again. The twilight is the backdrop with the last of the sun's rays shining red, making your hair appear more crimson like your lips. My fingers intertwine with yours and you look deeply into my eyes. As you stare into the dark pools of my eyes pictures of o...
I got the call right after I saw Molly pull into her driveway. The 60-year-old, lean, sinewy single blonde was home for her usual half-hour break from her retail job in a small store in town. She was wearing a dark pantsuit and shoes. She called immediately after she got inside. "Come now, I need to be relaxed and don't have much time," she said plainly. I...
I have selected fans who keep mailing me regarding my stories and we carry on further discussions regarding them. One such fan was Mala who keeps asking me through mail the ways and varieties of erotic thrills i go for. On one fine mail she almost begged me to come to her place and explain things in person. I asked her about her husband as she's been marrie...
Aparna, my dream girl... my lust... my doll... lying on the bed, between sheets - all naked and asleep. She's tired, very tired... I know. On the floor is lying her white cotton panty. I bend and pick it up, bring it up my face. It's that aroma. Her pussy... her sweet, sweet pussy! I had seen her sitting there today, at her desk... fidgeting with a paper cu...
Crystal Maria, Teri and Norma were whores but Crystal was a slut. Libby never rushed her favorite customers like me and we would sit around and talk and have a couple drinks. She usually had at least two and often three or four girls in the house at any one time. Libby had told me that she had "someone special" named Crystal for me and to hurry up and get t...