I blame that swine, my uncle Zak. What has he turned me into? (What has he turned us both into, Yanti and me?) My fingers toy with my pussy as bits of my mind yell, Stop it right now! (But I don't.) David is asleep; hard day at work. I can hear his breathing, deep and long, as I wish mine was. I try not to shake the mattress as my fingers, as if with a mind...
Now, I am not the world's most tidy man - that I will admit. But that is not to admit to being a slob. It's just that I am a man living alone and therefore I may not dust as much as some and I may leave a lot of magazines lying around that, to the anally retentive, might seem messy! The house is clean though; no dirty dishes in the sink and the bathrooms a...
"I want you to fuck me," she said "Explore my entire body with your hands, lips and tongue. I've wanted you for years Jack, and now I'm going to have you." He gazed at her with lustful eyes and disbelieving ears. He was only eleven years older than her but he used to babysit this woman! And now here she stood before him, a grown woman with curves like a gui...
Franklin Branson, or Frank, as he was known to his friends, was a very ordinary man. He was average in every sense of the word. A typical suburbanite, if ever there was one. He had lived at 15 Walter Street all his life, even after the passing of his wife just a year ago, he continued to live in a house that was filled with memories of the love of his life....
I am a 44 year old male who would love to swing and have tried to get my wife interested into swinging but she is just not interested in it so I'm reduced to reading stories others people's experiences. So on this particular Monday I was in front of my computer around lunchtime reading a few online stories and looking at some porn by which time I was really...
I have a freaky couple for a neighbour. How freaky, you ask? Almost every night they're having sex, and their bedroom is right behind my wall, so in the late evening hours, when I'm trying to dig into my college books, I hear nothing except the sound of their bed hitting against the wall, hearing the wife moan out while ordering her man to fuck her, fuck her...
View from a window Chapter 1 Graeme glanced out of the window. "Oh," he thought, "oh!" His next-door neighbour was walking past. There was nothing odd in that. The neighbouring garden came right up to his new home's wall at that point. There was no reason why his neighbour should not walk past. It was not as if his neighbour glanced up or anything and saw...
Again, Camilla threw away the come-soaked paper towels that were on the bed when she'd masturbated; then she went to the bathroom to pee, and went back to bed to sleep for an hour. Candice came home around 6 PM, and went into the bedroom to give Camilla some more cough mixture. "How do you feel?" Candice asked as she brought the spoon of cough mixture to Ca...
The first signs of morning were not in the least out of the ordinary. My bed was warm but only occupied by me - and my cat which lay at my feet. A tiny ray of silvery light found its way through a crack between the heavy curtains. From outside nothing but the sound of two sparrows having a fit in the lilac underneath my window filtered through. I stretched l...
All characters are fictional and it isn't autobiographical! The reference to the lad being a nerd is intended to be his own, and other people's perception so please don't think there is any attempt to stereotype! _______________ Thomas struggled all day to concentrate on his work. A couple of times colleagues had to nudge him or repeat themselves and rai...