Prologue: The below narrative is a continuation of the recently published "Coming out party" for Rodger and Teresa, so it might be best to read it prior to if you haven't already. As always, comments are welcome as long as they are constructive. ***** After Rita and I cleaned Bill's cumload from Teresa's breasts we took a potty break. We used a bathroom...
Having been released from his first institutional obligation, Mr. Smith finds himself in transit with most unlikely company, navigating a tricky path which through intuition and a touch of mania our man successfully crosses to reward and surprise on the other end. ***** The first stop after leaving Kate was what looked like another hospital, and in fact dr...
When you reach your 60's, the one day you tend to dread is your birthday. Not a fun day as when younger. Even though you can't help but be thankful to have made it another year, it's a reminder you're getting ever closer to the eventual visit by the grim reaper. With that said, for my birthday my husband Walter would most likely take me out for dinner with...
I spent the entire Friday afternoon distracted from my work by mental images of my wife in one kinky scene after another. The persistent erection that throbbed inside my boxer shorts left my inner thigh wet and slimy, and only helped to conjure up more images in my mind. I found myself re-reading the note ten or fifteen times: "Beginning upon your arrival ho...
It was back last year in the middle of summer when me and the wife went on a vacation to an all-adult resort. Their was men and women, she males, gays, lesbians, bull dykes, queers and in general just a bunch of kinky people. This complex was on a 1000-acre ranch and one of the rules was that you must always have your cock or pussy showing no street clothes...
The call came in about ten to five-- and it was the kind he couldn't ignore and go home. A vice president, this middle-aged power female with blonde helmet hair and a big square ass who everyone was afraid of, needed tech support-- and he was up next. Why do I have all the luck, he grumbled to himself, as he picked up his briefcase and headed for the elevato...
Star Sex: The XXX Generation - Lessons in Lying Commander William T. Riker strode purposefully down the corridor of Deck 21 toward Wesley Crusher’s quarters. Pressing the door chime, he received a “Just a minute!” from the other side of the door. Pressing his ear to the door, Riker heard the sounds of rustling clothing and a low murmur of voices. The voices...
I'm going to be visiting Jamie's city and decide to see if she's interested in a F2F. Email: Hello, Jamie. I'm going to be calling on an account in your direction next Monday and I'll be arriving Sunday afternoon. Interested in a F2F? Interested in more? ;-) Lustily, Roy Email: Hi Roy. I think that will work (F2F, how much more I don't know – I'll need to...
I want you to see me do this. I am sitting in my uncle's van outside the halfway house. I am waiting for Ray-Ray and Boudro. It is exactly noon on a mild September day. I am wearing a short trapeze dress, the kind that fits like a tank top over my boobs and then falls wide as a tent down to the hemline at my upper thighs. It is the shape of a dress a baby d...
It was Friday night and I was at my friend Ashley's house. A bunch of us had gone over for some beer pong. Ashley was a twenty-three year old blonde with long legs and perky little breasts. She was as tall as I was with a nice ass. I had gotten partnered up with her and we were winning, but with each round, I felt myself getting more and more drunk. I had fo...