After 36 years of a truly great marriage, my wife, Jane, passed away after a lengthy battle with cancer. Needless to say I was at once grief stricken and, at the same time, glad that her long struggle was over. Four days after her death, our small town had one its largest funeral in many years, a testament to Jane's popularity and in recognition for all the...
A few weeks ago my wife celebrated her 50th birthday, a very monumental day for her. At 50, Anne is still a knockout. She is 5'7", 130, athletic body, 34b tits, hairy pussy, nice legs, nice ass, blonde hair and blue eyes. Now, before I continue, I want to give you some background information. My name is Robert and my wife's name is Anne. We have been marr...
Marge and Jeff were on their seventh cruise in the Caribbean. Marge was thirty-eight and Jeff was forty. They had been together for eighteen years and enjoined sailing on cruise lines in the Caribbean. They liked the warm climate, the warm water, and meeting new friends. They tried to sail every year just to be together and have a little romance. They lived...
This is a true story. Like many men, I am turned on by the idea of my beautiful wife, Marge, getting it on with other men. And if the mere idea of it is enough to turn me on, imagine what the reality of it does! I'm not sure exactly why I enjoy this fantasy so much. It may be because I find my wife extremely sexy, and her sexuality and self-confidence is exc...
Disclaimer: I do not own the series that this fanfic is adapted from, nor do I make any money off the writing of it. * Springfield... ...It was an every day kind of day... ...Marge Simpson was busy as always with housework, her propped up blue hair tied under a bandanna, the bandanna itself looked like it was tied around a pole. Maggie was asleep upstai...
Connie's Weed, Part 1 — Blooming Bosoms A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the size depicted in Wo...
"This is a hair-brained idea!" Norm Palmer muttered to himself as he pulled his car to a stop outside the run down apartment building on the east side of town. On the ten minute drive over he'd almost turned the car around twice, but for some reason he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Norm was a sixty-six year old former plumber. When he'd retired from...
"My god Fred... quick, look over there in the pool! Look at that slut! Can you believe what she's doing? Have you ever seen anything like it?" Lifting my head from my pool towel, I looked over towards where Marge was staring and felt a lustful ache begin to grow deep in my balls. Standing waist deep in the water, one of the hotel guests I'd noticed earlier...
Chapter 8 Endings and Beginnings (part I) In early November the weather turned cold and raw. Everyday, the sky was the color of lead. Paul's cabin was closed for the winter. The leaves were off the trees. It was that in-between season between Fall and Winter. There were a few flakes of snow in the air, but nothing yet on the ground. Conversation split aroun...
I told you about my surprise visit from my old neighbor Ann, the reaction of my current neighbors, Marge and Molly, and that we had quite a party the evening after Ann’s visit. Somebody said I ought to get on with that story, so here it is. First, I should tell you a little more about my neighbors and me. Molly and I have been together about four years, and...