It was Father's Day and my husband and I were uncharacteristically alone. I had London Broil in the fridge and asked him to fire up the BBQ. He sauntered into the kitchen in his cotton lounge pants and no shirt. I smiled because I suddenly had an idea. I walked outside and stood behind him as he lit the grill. "What?" he questioned as he turned. "Nothing."...
My wife and I have a strange kind of relationship. Looking back on everything now she must have had a plan from the very beginning. I know for a fact, I would never had agreed to this “special” relationship we have, if it had been discussed before we were married. It took careful, step-by-step planning to get us to where we are now. My wife Loraine admitted...
Eventually this had to end. He finally eased back from her and let his still-hard cock fall out of her. Semen spilled out as they both moaned, finally uncoupled. Dale sat on the sofa next to her, spent. She reclined, satisfied, between her hosts. Dale and Bev each kissed the sides of her neck. Karen gently held Dale's cock as Bev softly stroked Karen's neck...
I first met Debbie in Sept of 1972. I was working at a car wash as a laboroer, and Debbie had come in to get gas and her car washed. She was driving a yellow Maverick 2 door and when she opened her door, I saw that she had on a very short mini dress. I mean “SHORT”. It was up to her love line and she had great looking legs. Debbie got out of the car and I sa...
Chapter 3: The New Me It was such an odd time in my life. My bond with Allan had never been more precious to me. The danger of discovery, combined with my newly discovered sexual overdrive made our time together extraordinarily good. It was better than our first few years when I shed my bonds of virginity and hungrily explored marital relations. We were ins...
Maeve Flannery took a final look in the mirror. A well-built lass in jeans, low cut top and boots looked back. Thick dark blonde hair hung in curls down her back. Now, if only she was sure Colin would be at the pub tonight! Maeve had waited all her 31 years for this vacation. Her mother was Irish, her dad American. Living in the States, her ma had never had...
In the year 13 of what has since come to be known as the Time of Return, when I was sixteen years of age, I went to market one summer day to sell a portion of the crop we had been harvesting the previous day. It always fell to my shoulders to go to the market and do the selling, since I was the oldest child. It was a task I enjoyed, since it was something di...
The Report Before I tell you my first story I will tell you a little of my hubby and myself. We live in a large house on the outskirts of a small town called Malton, which is in the Midlands. We have been happily married now for five years. Hubby is thirty-nine and works as an area manager. The company he works for sells bedroom furniture and his job is ma...
It is a few days after Valentine's Day, and we have been waiting to get together. Holidays are busy times, making it harder to get away from families, but somehow we have managed to find an evening we can spend together. I am waiting at the hotel where we sometimes meet. I have everything arranged, and I am passing the time until you arrive. As usual you are...
Timmy was a conservative Airman. He served three years of his four year Air Force hitch in the Philippines. He spent his free time in the first bar that you see as you exit the base bus in the town of Balibago outside of Clark AFB. (The eruption of Mount Pinatubo killed the base) You could almost hit the main gate with a beer bottle. He never got to MacArthu...