My apologies for taking a bit longer than usual with the second chapter. I left my laptop at home while I traveled to be a part of grand children's graduations. I didn't proof read this chapter quite as much as I normally do, hopefully there aren't too many glaring mistakes. ***** He said nothing as he scooped me up effortlessly, my legs dangling at the k...
It's Party Time! Girl's Nite To those of you that have not read the previous parts this will make much more sense if you start back at the beginning. Comments always welcum. ***** We were late, predictably. Despite being assured that she was probably less than half the age of any of the other attendees, Anja seemed to be obsessed with 'will I do?' and 'w...
I went to high school with the Post twins in the late 60's. Tommy and Belinda Post. The Post twins were new to our area and it was rumoured that their father wasn't with them. It was our senior year and being 18 we just wanted it over with so we could get on with being adults. Belinda never gave me a second look but before he knew better Tommy struck up a te...
Warning: This story contains partner swapping, a threesome, a memory of group sex, references to anal sex, a lesbian scene, light bondage, and allusions to incest. ************** My husband Mike and I were driving to New York. I was a little annoyed because Mike freaked out when he learned the prices of hotels in New York. He decided that we should stay wi...
Hi folks. This story was edited by the incredible Mikothebaby. * * * * * * It was a typical Saturday in suburbia. Well, maybe it was typical for everyone else, but I was unfortunately having a garage sale. I hate fucking garage sales and like most guys, I'd rather have simply thrown the shit away. But my wife insisted. Even after I told her that we do...
Andy's gorgeous new wife takes her teasing game a little too far. *** Lisa is riding me hard, her soft firm thighs are wide apart straddling my hips, and her palms are placed on my smooth chest. Her long brown hair cascading down her back, it's so long it tickles my thighs. Lisa is rocking her hips back and forth in frantic little movements, her hair tum...
1) I took the afternoon off work so I could catch a baseball game. The Jays were hosting the hated Yankees. I met my buddy Dave outside the stadium. The first pitch was thrown out by a local celebrity. He was a soccer player who played on the Canadian national team. He also played in the English Premiere League for Arsenal. He was probably the best Canadian...
Paul turned up the collar of his light jacket and stuck his hands in its pockets to ward off the chill of the bitter wind that had come with the late November dusk. This part of the city was unknown to him. He had been walking the streets aimlessly since mid-afternoon trying to recover after having his heart and dreams shattered. The day had been warm and s...
Craig looked a bit alarmed at the size of the lumbering contraption. "Are you going to put me in that?" he asked, a little apprehensive. "Don't be afraid," Zula laughed. "I won't let anything bad happen to you." The apparatus had four connective arms that extended outward from its central section for the placement of a man's arms and legs. Once the subjec...
This is the second story about my relationship with my GILF. She was quite surprised (and a bit worked up, thank you very much!) at the response to the first story, and I have convinced her to write this one, and probably one more. First, though, I would like to address a couple of comments posted about the first story: First, yes, my GILF actually exists....