Ever since I had discovered the soaked panties at my door I couldn't help but feel a little shy when making eye contact with any of the girls. Whoever they belonged to heard me masturbate and orgasm, and I wasn't entirely certain what they would do with that information. But the fact I had their panties under my pillow and pretty much wanked into them severa...
My name is Leah, your ordinary high school girl. I’ve had this crush on my super hot neighbour, Michael for what seems like forever but too shy to act on it. He is a year older and we are friends but that’s it. I have had a few boyfriends but none of them stayed too long, ‘cos eventually they wanted to do it and, insanely, I couldn’t bear the thought of losi...
Introduction It was the summer I (Alex) and my twin sister Gina graduated from Business school, ironically Gina and I joined our family real estate business. This was a way of our parents keeping us busy and stop our procrastination about searching for jobs elsewhere. It was also the time my crossdressing persona met our neighbour Mr Parker. Backstory......
She had got to do it, she knew she had. Sal had a real wish to go beyond the end of the garden, not just creep into her neighbour's garden but go further afield. Indeed, into the fields and woods. It had just so not been her plan to meet a group of ramblers. She had scouted her route out whilst clothed one morning: well clothed in a light cotton dress, tho...
Day 3 -- Sunday Los Angeles, California 2012 -- But not our universe Fortunately for Ray, Tommy Malone had been too surprised to protest much when he'd walked in on Ray fucking his wife in the butt. The huge linebacker had been a little pissed off with Ray of course, but she'd been alone at the time so technically Ray had done nothing wrong and Tommy had n...
Samantha and Amanda, both attractive early-30 singletons, shared a rented house in a picturesque village on the south coast of England. Hard-working professionals in the stressful world of marketing, they didn't get to spend a great deal of time in the home they adored. But when they did, they made the most of the opportunity to forget about work and relax...
The problem had been going on for a while. I always thought that it was us men that had the midlife crises and that, like good wine, the ladies simply got better with age. I still do believe this but trying to convince my wife, Mary was becoming an uphill task. She was spending far more time in front of the mirror than she ever had before; searching her face...
I’m Johnny aged fifty-eight married to Joan twenty years my junior. My wife’s became frigid because of her upbringing, sex only being allowed for procreation. I own a photographic shop; because I was sexually frustrated I became a Voyeur, fixing up a C.C.T.V. links in the ladies changing room. To my shame I had an affair with my next-door neighbour but s...
All sexually involved characters in this story are over 18 years of age. * Ok, well here goes, I thought. I just had to do it, no matter how embarrassing or lame I came off. I stood up from the grass where I was sitting with my soccer team after our game, and turn to look at the group of over 45's sore and breathless from the long game. Beer in hand, I spo...
I had been at the beach house for a few days at the start of the season. In the week before Christmas people has been arriving and the little coastal village was filling up fast. I was catching up on a bit of gardening, trying to make the place look presentable when I heard some noise next door. I looked over the fence into the next door neighbour's back ya...