Jenna was tired after a long day at work. She climbed up the stairs to her commuter train and settled in for her ride home. She soon fell asleep before the train had even pulled out the station. She was woken up five minutes later when she heard the commotion in the tier below her, she saw lots of men file in carrying banners and foam fingers. They seemed ha...
Every man who has ever lived has a weakness. The man who disagrees is a bold faced liar. My name is Samuel Chambers and I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father and a white Canadian mother. I consider myself as Canadian as anyone. I got a story to share with you, ladies and gentlemen. I want to tell you about how I met my wif...
The doorbell rang and since he wasn't expecting anyone, he tried to ignore it. It rang again and again. Finally he roused himself away from his computer and headed to the door, slightly irritated at being disturbed. Without checking who was there, he opened the door, figuring he would quickly rid himself of this unwanted visitor. He did not like people drop...
Firstly thank you all for your positive comments and suggestions. I must admit that these tales that I now tell are in fact real adventures. They are not fantasy. The names have been changed so that I don't embarrass people who would really be in the shit if their spouses read any of these tales. I had just discovered that the woman I was watching with all...
Chapter 2: Moving On Biker and i stayed that weekend with Susan. We had no (play) that weekend as Susan's children were home. i had packed the few things i had brought from my ex's home, clothes, personal items, and a few books. Anne Rambling's was a fantasy view, (in my opinion) of the lifestyle. my computer i left with Susan as hers was in need of repair....
Hedge Johnson's boots crunched and slipped noisily through the snow covered stubble field. There was not an animal within five miles that had not heard him coming. But yet, he clutched the trusty 12 gauge shotgun to his chest ready in hopes that some wayward covey of quail, deaf pheasant or brain damaged chucker would suddenly spring up in front of his sight...
In a recent story I told how cleaning Janice's windows for free changed delightfully my notions about making it with a mature woman. But perhaps was growing up just a little after she and I spent many happy times enjoying the thrill of sexercise. She was sixty when I first fucked her and I was only twenty. How come, having enjoyed several girlfriends I sudd...
Dawn is a small girl, into dance and karate. She's originally from the Phillipines, and seems really predictable (well except for the fact that she does ballet and karate). I'm Gene, and I'm a fairly tall guy, who played hockey for a little bit and then stopped, and now I do curling. She doesn't get straight A's in school, and she isn't one of those people...
Rolling over, looking at the clock, thinking to herself "Damn it five more minutes." Rolling back over closing her eyes, dozing back off. Muttering to herself as the phone starts to ring. Grabbing the receiver placing it to her ear. "Hello" "Hey Gorgeous, you awake yet?" "No actually Shaun I was trying to go back to sleep to finish the dream I was having...
(This story is set after but separate to my stories Fay 2 and Charlotte's Bet - read them if you want!) Jane sat back in her chair in the hotel's office and steepled her fingers as she considered the day. She was a fine looking woman, 37-years old with cool blue eyes and glossy, smartly-styled red hair. She'd put on a few pounds since her divorce a few ye...