These are few stories about my time in a new state. In hind sight I'm not sure how my sex life couldn't have gotten any better. In the beginning things were bleak but s times passed I ended up leaving town on more then one occasion to rest my dick. I was 35 years old when moved to small town (pop 264, pop 15,000 in the county) in Central Utah in the Fall of...
I was sat having a coffee in a cafe I sometimes go to. Not a regular haunt as it was about fifteen miles away from my home town, but nevertheless I do visit perhaps once or twice a month. Far enough away and more on the tourist trail than normal, it was a good place to go to have a bit of peace and quiet as I seldom, if ever, saw anyone I knew while I visite...
The unease had been slowly building in him ever since he had signed the credit slip at dinner. Conversation had been smooth and enjoyable all evening, but with that one signature, anxieties that never existed in his fantasies began to spread through him. His gazes turned to quick looks and then all together avoidance, and his change in behavior affected her...
John shouldn't have still been in the building at all. It was Friday afternoon and school had let out 30 minutes earlier. The hallways were dark and empty as the other students were all long gone. John needed to ask the Chemistry teacher Sally Pearson a question about an assignment so he walked quickly and quietly down the hallway hoping that she was still t...
Slave j was nervously excited as it drove closer to the Chambers of its Owner, the exalted Queen Holly. Her Majesty had commanded its appearance before Her on the cool, clear winter afternoon. As required when serving its Majestic Owner, the slave was bare footed, with its shoes and socks on the floor of the back seat of the car. The slave was only wearing a...
Pulling aside her knickers I caught site of her perfect pink pussy. I had seen Kate so many times, had imagined what she looked like underneath her clothes, and now I found a thin delicate line reaching up towards a small patch of dark curly hair. I looked up at her, her small pert breasts gently rising and falling with sleeping breath, eyes closed, dreaming...
Hello to everyone who decides to take the time to read this true story. Please note that the use of a lowercase 'i' is intentional throughout the story. Thanx! FBG ************************** Its 1am on a Tuesday morning. i sit on my freshly made bed with clean sheets and perfumed skin from the bath i've just taken. i suppose my first thought is "how am i...
You may wish to read my "Rescuing Amy" stories for an introduction to my neighbors and the unlikely events that led up to this point... In quiet times I sometimes gave thought to the commandment about coveting your neighbor's wife. I tended to conclude that "coveting" meant wanting to possess them, to take them away from their husbands and families, and...
The house is dark as you pull your car into the driveway, another long day at work is over. The darkness is really nothing new, since you live alone, yet, you can sense something is odd, something isn't normal. After you get out of your car, you approach the front door cautiously, checking the doorknob. And to your surprise, and relief, it's locked. Thinking...
Sitting with my back to the door, I was watching the patrons mull about by looking at the mirrored wall behind the bottles. All those bottles. In those glass vessels were any elixir one would ever need. What was in those bottles were anything from love potions to make you (think) you're irresistible to liquid muscle so powerful you'd be able to kick anybody'...