Brian Hancock ended his work day covered in sawdust and sweat. Not a great combination. Assisting his dad Bruno in taking down a pair of tall rotted cherry trees in front of a country church, he was weary and thirsty. Hunger not so much but something cold might hit the spot. Having used his last ten bucks on gas to get back and forth from the Needy estate he...
To swap or not to swap. I guess when you hit your late 40s you begin to think of this, especially when the pussy you've had for years has always been lousy and seldom. My ex-wife had a best friend from school that I had fantasized several times while pulling my cock off. Her name was Margaret but I always thought of her as "Margo Lynn", but ultimate sex...
Margo Needy found peace sitting poolside, drinking her morning coffee to the solace of serenading birds, the sunshine warming her soul with a bright outlook on her day. Zero cloud cover, zero depression. The wilderness of the Poconos Mountains surrounding her property offered a plethora of life. Rabbits, and squirrels playing in the area run by to say hell...
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The week after our amazing night with Rick and Tonya was interesting. Margo and I fucked like crazy, but there was a slight tension to it. We tried not to talk what happened about too much, but it came up frequently. Margo was worried that she had let everything get out of hand since she started the festivities, and I was worried that she wasn't comfortable...
Many thanks to Literotica author 'englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Thanks to Literotica author 'KY r...
I. Rod Cochran, slumped in his car seat with eyes peering over the dashboard, watched a dark-haired woman come through the tall bronze and silver doors of the Essential Insurance Building. "Here comes your competition, Mrs. Sutton," he said to himself. Rod appraised the woman as she crossed the parking lot. She was a couple of inches taller than Mrs. Su...
Part 4 - Mickey's Novel Takes Shape Chapter 13 - Life Has to be More Organized The early sun was bright in the guesthouse bedroom when I opened my eyes. Margo was wiggling. There were stealthy noises on the porch. I put my hand protectively over a rosy tipped breast. "Look at that. Pretty darn sweet. Wake up, lovers, it is Sunday morning and there is goi...
Barely, Washington kept his composure as he stepped out. The lieutenant nearly slammed the door behind him, possibly hard enough to knock some of the letters off. He realized that was exactly the type of reaction that Braxton and her lackey were expecting from him. He shut the door as he normally would, noticing that Barbie was still standing out there in th...
Margo and I have made a date to meet a local band "White Trash" to hear them play at a local club near campus and ask if they will play at our rally.I arrive early, followed in about fifteen minutes by Margo. Sliding in beside me in the booth, she leans and whispers, "Let's go outside for a few minutes." Interested, I rise and follow her. She stops to take...