I had spied on my wife and I saw her fuck 2 men at a lunchtime drinkfest. Going back to their office she giggled, wiping their come running down her legs. I was beyond furious. I had to get back at her somehow. We're married 16 years by now, but as ever, she's totally cute, still looks underage, a petite 5'1" blonde with a tight body and tiny tits with nipp...
Ours is a traditional marriage. Almost dull and predictable. That same old story, rich boy meets and marries girl from another rich family. Gets richer. Divorces first wife. Marries trophy bride fifteen years or so younger than him to pander to his ego. Almost all my associates have trophy brides. At our level there are 'associates', no real friends. It's...
Here Cums Santa Clause We have so many short stories in no special order that I decided to add this new book of stories, in no special order. After this story of many years ago, you may find one that happened last year or yesterday. For those of you who doubt us remembering some of these stories from our teens and twenties, this may help. It seems like...
Meeting Gustavo Monica Garza's austere, coprolite-like walls, covered with aquarelles of men in tutus and women's swimwear, are sound-proof, and Gustavo must intuit or presume this since, once inside, his voice climbs in pitch in a way it wouldn't in any other of her condo's rooms. In the little kitchen, for instance, he nearly whispered. The tutu- and wome...
My girlfriend Sarah likes to drink two or three Diet Cokes at lunchtime. Then she leaves it up to me to pick out a public place where she can void her bladder. Being bad like that excites her. It makes her want to fuck me. In my book that's a win-win. It's weird how it's worked out between us. Before we met I could never have envisioned myself becoming a p...
I was born and raised in the little town of Roadville. The only reason the town of Roadville existed was that we were half way between a lot of other important places. Thus, there was need for gas stations, vehicle repair services, low-end restaurants, bars and girlie places. There was also a need for people to staff the various dead end jobs available in R...
Hi all, my name is yarra (not my real name perverts!!) and I am a proudly married matured male, now 57 years old. My wife, 52 is a (or was a) biological female technically, been married to me for the past 24 years. Let me tell you my fantastic and totally out of this world story. Flashback to 24 years ago, that is the 1989, when i just reached my 30'ish a...
I used to live in a small rural town, a community large enough to have a mayor, but small enough that he didn't have to quit his day job. And while I was there I began helping out with the annual Christmas parade. At first I was just a general gopher, doing odd jobs and making sure people and floats were where they ought to be, but as I continued to help out...
The next time I woke, I was in sunlight on an empty bed; I could hear sounds coming up from the kitchen. When I got out of the shower a few minutes later, Jon and Sara were sitting up against the headboard naked, a couple of feet apart; Sara smiled and patted the mattress between them for me to sit there, so I crawled up between them; she had a tray beside h...
Ann had on a black leather boots that stopped just short of her knees, a dark brown miniskirt and a white, long-sleeved blouse from which one could faintly tell that she had on a white bra underneath. Herman must be perving away in the bedroom, thought Jane. She had said to Pete, "I need a cougar," and he delivered. As always, it came with a caveat. Pete wan...