Somewhere in the foggy recesses of my mind I heard the knock on the door. I didn’t want to get up, but the pounding wouldn’t stop. I opened one eye and looked at the clock. It was a little before two in the morning. “Who is it?” I yelled, knowing the answer before I heard it. There were only three people in the world that could be knocking on my door at tha...
"Mmmm, there they are, my dashing men, all nice and ready for me. Let me just do this one thing, then I'm all yours...." Flashing us a flirty smile, Angelina squeezed out a dollop of jasmine-scented glitter lotion and began smoothing it up and down her shining thighs. Freshly showered and made up, she was absolutely radiant in her new stretch-cotton t-shir...
"Oh my God, you thought I'd forget, didn't you?" I ask you incredulously as we drive along M Street. "What kind of monster do you think I am?" "Not a monster, per se," you say, stroking my hair from the passenger's seat. "But when you get as old as you are, things just kind of slip your mind." "True," I admit, "I may not remember the order of the first fif...
The young man's name was Aaron Olson. He was a high school senior and he lived with his mom and his grandfather. His dad had died when he was two. His mom worked full time in his grandfather's camera shop, and he worked there part-time. Aaron, his mother and grandfather all lived in her childhood home. The Bardoorian sisters occupied the house across the a...
The story so far: Lisa has helped her exhibitionist friend Becky pull off a fake forced streak at their campsite, but although this was successful for Becky it backfired on Lisa and she was forced to streak herself in revenge. Every cloud has a silver lining though, and Lisa ended up going to bed with a young man she had met at the campsite and finally losin...
At 4:00 there was a knock at the door and Janna looked through the peephole and saw it was the UPS man. She opened the door and took the package from him. She enjoyed the way he looked at her, she had only put on a small tee shirt and it barely covered her ass. She smiled as she signed the computer he offered her. The package was from The Woody Agency fo...
This happened to me in May of this year, almost two years after the CFNM party described in Caught in the Pool. I have changed names and some other details to protect the identity of the participants. * * * * * It was my wife who got it all started, about two weeks earlier. "How would you like to go skiing next winter?" Pamela asked as we sat down for din...
Carol looked at herself in the full-length mirror that hung inside her closet door. She had just stepped out of the shower and dried off. She examined each breast and thought that they were still in good shape. She didn't think there was any real noticeable droop to them. Her hands moved across her abdomen and then down to her hairless crotch. It had been...
I was looking for a favorite t-shirt of mine one evening while my wife was at work, and when I pulled out the bottom drawer of the dresser in our guest bedroom it came off its track. I pulled it all the way out to see about getting it lined up again and saw there was a green hardcover log book, along with a bundle of letters that had been lying under the dra...
Ron was on vacation in his motor home and had been visiting a few friends in Santa Fe, New Mexico. He was now headed back to Casper, Wyoming and home. This wasn't a large motor home (a recreational vehicle or RV to some people); it was an almost ten year old class C Itasca twenty three footer (class C being the kind that are build on a truck frame with the t...