Erin leaves the theater but soon is naked over the hood of my car. ~~~~~~~~~~ We exited Lenox and walked to my car. The mist had stopped and the temperature had warmed. Daylight Savings was gone, so that now, at 6:30pm, there was full darkness and the lights in the lot had come on. I had parked about halfway out from the doors and other vehicles surrounded...
This story does involve bodily functions, so if that is a problem for you, read no further. ***** Prof. Kate Sullivan had now been teaching her Women Studies 201 course for two weeks and was ready to take the course, which was entirely populated by women—juniors in college, so they were all at least 18—a step further. The lithe blonde had spent the first...
Chapter 4 Tom's job is never done. (12: NOON) While Tom ate his sandwich, he read the typed sheet inside the first envelope. Each of the women wrote their own special kinks so that no one but Tom would know exactly what each of them liked done to them. One thing that all the women would require is for his hands to be secured as he serviced them. Each of t...
In the blink of an eye, Sean shielded his crotch with the blazer, shot up from his chair and scurried to the door. "Sean!" Richard called out as he shouldered past, but he wasn't going to stop. He couldn't. He was on the verge of pissing his pants and had to get to the gents' room this instant! The toilets were at the end of the corridor, at least that's...
"It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside." The opening line of Elton John's famous 1970 single "Your Song" is instantly recognizable; you immediately know what song is playing even if you don't know Elton John all that well. While the line describes the "butterflies in the stomach" sensation Elton feels about his love for someone, what many might not kn...
Natasha had just finished taking a shower and had just got out of the bath. Whilst she was drying herself she suddenly had a naughty idea. She was bursting for a pee and rather than going to sit on the loo why didn't she squat her buttocks over the edge of the bath and take a piss there instead. Dropping the towel to the floor, Natasha gingerly lowered her w...
I am waiting impatiently for the topcoat on my freshly polished nails to dry. It is 3:23PM. I have spent the day goofing off, so to speak. The house is clean. The hamper is void of dirty clothes. Dinner is finished. Chicken and veggies in a time tested Crock Pot recipe and a salad which is in a bowl, waiting only for dressing and croutons. Later I will make...
To recap this story so far: my wife Leah, a nurse at a major hospital in Detroit, struck up a friendship with a co-worker, a black nurse named Octavia Brown. Octavia introduced her husband Clarence to Leah, and suggested we swap wives for an interracial fuck fest. So the Browns came over to our apartment on a Saturday night and I was able to fuck my first bl...
The sensation of relief gushing through my cock was exquisite. My fingers could feel the hard flow desperate to escape pulse through my semi erect shaft as I watched the steady jet play up the stone wall in front of me, proximity sufficient for hot splash backs to pepper my ankles and sandaled feet. The feelings accompanying the immediate release of my desp...
My wife and I were sitting in the parlor of the church when Becky came in, kissed me on the lips and asked my wife if she could borrow me for about ten minutes or so. She explained she needed something done right now for her parents' fiftieth wedding anniversary and her brother was busy with something else. My wife agreed and off we went. We got as far as...