Mark lazily stabbed his fork at the frozen meal, puncturing the plastic before shoving it in the microwave. He set the timer before taking a long sip of his beer, his third of the evening. He tossed the package toward the garbage, already overflowing with similar boxes and the matching dirty trays. Leaning against the kitchen counter, he scratched at the ro...
"Quick" I said. "roll over on your back, spread your legs and I'll do the same." I heard the screen door from the parking area open and watched my wife come in with a load of groceries. She didn't notice us on the far side of the pool as she put down her packages and went out to the car for the balance of her purchases. She came back in and as I watched t...
It was not too much to ask, a simple chore, really. Her neighbor, Prof. Masterson, a kind elderly woman who had always been a good friend, had asked Emily to tend to her house while she was away at a botanical exposition. The professor had fallen all over Emily with praise but there really was no reason. Emily was happy to do it and the chores involved were...
Now everyone had heard the children’s version of Little Red Riding Hood but gather around boys and girls so I can tell you the adult version. Little Red Riding Hood was really a 19-year-old girl home for the summer from college. The only family she had left in the world was her grandfather who lived in a small cottage in the middle of a forest. Red would s...
Wilma and Betty were having a pretty good time together. For the past three months, every weekday afternoon, they would get together and explore each other's bodies while their husband's were at work. Occasionally they would include Dino, but mostly it was just the two of them, kissing, cuddling, and gently fucking each other. Barney Rubble was supposed to...
When I awoke the next day, I was amazed at how relaxed I was. I looked over at Michelle and saw that she was sleeping soundly, as she usually was as I got up three hours before her most days. In the shower, I jerked myself to one of the best finishes ever. I had a hard on all the while I ate breakfast and made my lunch. I went and got dressed and looked at m...
"Does it feel nice?" Téa whispered over the phone. "Yeah," I grunted in reply. "Mmmmm. I wish I could see . . ." she said, moaning slightly in frustration. "Me, too," I answered. And what a sight it was. I was sitting back in my home office, tie loosened, pants unbuckled, with my cock buried down the throat of our 20 year old neighbor, Leigh. She had her...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
This is a continuance of the two previous chapters. I am so sorry that it has taken me this long to get back to writing. Mrs. Thomas – Bill and Harriet Thomas lived two streets from my parents and Harriet was in the neighborhood "neighbor / subdivision hen circle" as the ladies called it. (For some unknown reason my mother did not belong to this group as s...
This is a work of fiction. The characters presented in this are entirely made up and not based on anyone living, dead or from a galaxy far far away. Any similarities to actual people or situations is a damn shame. ***** Helen Warren was looking at herself in the mirror, not thrilled with what she was seeing. Pushing her breasts up, she couldn't help but th...