Sarah Bingham-Smythe was an alcoholic woman who suffered from occasional bouts of depression. Her mother had dumped her off to boarding school as a very young girl, and she had been given no love or affection all her life. It wasn't until she became involved with horses, that her life gained some meaning or purpose. The riding stable down the road needed a...
I was out in the garden naked as usual and feeling extremely horny I'd just stroked myself to a very pleasant orgasm when I heard the sound of a vehicle coming up the lane. With semen still dripping from my penis I walked down towards the house and watched as an unfamiliar car approached and turned into the farm yard, it was 10am and I certainly wasn't expec...
Ms. Cuthbert was a single mom in her late thirties of early forties, and she lived in a single-family home in a quiet neighborhood in the suburbs. She wasn't the sort of woman that you'd think of when you thought of a stern mistress doling out harsh punishments to her teenage, lesbian slave-girl. But, life is filled with surprising anomalies. Natalie Cut...
Hey guys... after some nice comments (and some cajoling from my husband) I decided to do another chapter... this one is extra-long and extra weird, so please let me know in the comments if you care to hear the ending... Julie ***** Time Smut --- Chapter Eight --- Jumping the Shark We rejoin our Heroes deep underneath the mysterious Hypercore facility. Ma...
It had just started to snow when I left work. I only had to brush about a quarter of an inch of the early December whiteness off my car before I could start my trek home through the Friday night traffic. Unfortunately, the light snow thickened quickly bringing my half hour commute to a virtual standstill more times than I cared for. My wife was both happy sh...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 13 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. CONSEQUENCES. . . .OR TRUTH? Joyce addressed Jaime, "Jaime, you...
Jim stopped making the drinks and came in to watch. He was the first of the men to strip. While his wife, Sharon, licked Bonnie's pussy, he lay next to her kissing her, feeling her tits, and fondling her nipples. Bonnie attacked his tongue like a nymphomaniac. Bobby couldn't believe the women stripped his wife naked, as much as he couldn't believe that she...
I experienced car trouble one afternoon, which forced me to leave my car at a service station. Luckily one of the attendants was nice enough to drive me home. Of course the fact that I was wearing a short tennis skirt may have had something to do with it, but I've never been afraid to use my good looks to get what I need. I'm a thirty-four year old single m...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. All locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] *****...
This is the story of our experiences in saunas and spas in Switzerland and Germany. It's a multi-part story based on true events. If you're looking for quick and hard sex look elsewhere! Our lives continued as normal with frequent visits to the local spas. We were both used to being naked in mixed company but it was still a thrill each time and we never got...