It was that festive time of year again. Christmas was just around the corner and it seemed everyone was celebrating the big day a little early. Gloria just loved the holiday season and this year was certainly no exception. Her home was brightly lit with Christmas lights, a beautifully decorated pine tree stood in a place of honour by the fireplace and all a...
Martine Duncan has been our friend for many years, and talks with my wife at least a few times a week. So far as I know they share everything. Martine is a very attractive Blonde who is smart, has a warm disposition, and is fun to be with. She also is hospitable and very kind. Her husband Melvin runs a very successful medical supply house. He on the other ha...
It took a while to get up the motel stairs then I struggled to find my key. Eventually I remembered that I had given the key to Ingrid. I swayed slightly as I knocked lightly on the door. Moments passed then the door opened. Whoever opened it was standing so that they couldn't be seen from the hall. I walked in and the door closed. I turned around and saw St...
"What are you working on?" A high, unfamiliar voice pulled Max's attention from the bolts holding the fuel tank to his Camry. He glanced around the rear tire, but all he could see from his position under the car was a woman's ankle and a shapely bare calf. What the world? Max thought to himself. Women showing up in his shop at four o'clock in the afternoon...
If you were here now, this is how I would make love to you... I would bring you into my room, bring you inside and lock the door. I would take your clothes from your body; not slowly, not even romantically, but with the urgency of need. With the curtains closed, I would blindfold you and tie your hands and feet to the bed struts. This bed is so narrow there...
We had decided that in our pursuit of erotic adventures that we would endeavor to indulge in a wide variety of experiences, combining our fantasies into a smorgasbord of sexual delights. Whenever we made love, we mentally relived our favorite moments from our exploits, and dreamt up possible scenarios that we felt would add to our memoirs. Allyn often imagi...
The sweet odor of pipe tobacco encased the room. Mandy stared at the ceiling as she lay on the couch, her legs slightly spread. "You have to assert yourself," he told her. Mandy sighed for the umpteenth time. "I know. I know." "How can you expect to be taken seriously in a man's world if you act like a chicken shit." Mandy took the insult like she always...
'Ah. Mrs Preston. Do come in.' The Headmaster rose slightly from behind his large desk but the late-afternoon light flooding in through the windows behind him made it difficult for Mrs Preston to see him properly. There was, however, no mistaking his rich authoritative voice. 'It's Dale, isn't it?' 'Delia,' Mrs Preston said. The Headmaster turned his he...
Chapter 2: Night Picnic On holiday in northern Scotland, Jeannie had met Cliff, an American who now lived on the island, during the train journey north. She had chatted with him twice at different points in the journey, was instantly attracted to him, and knew he felt the same way. When she was stranded at the destination, he kept her company for a while, a...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. * After a couple of minutes, Rita regained her strength. Pulling the strap-on from the slut's ass, she dropped to the floor. She leaned on her han...