I'm Sue and I'm depressed. Summer is officially over and cold weather will soon be here. The thing I hate most about cold weather is I can't dress the way I'd like to. I love summer. I can get by with the least amount of clothing on my body. I love showing off my perky little titties and tight ass. The Saturday before Labor Day my company had their last bl...
He swings by my workplace to pick me up. He is always so thoughtful and plans so meticulously that the car is already packed for our little beach picnic. He even has a change of clothes for me and my swimsuit. We head off to the beach at an easy pace. We are in no hurry. There are lots of hungers to be satisfied tonight. I start to change my clothes, in t...
Edward could feel the heat of Margaret's leg against his on the trap seat, even through the material of her long skirt and petticoats and his own trousers. He wondered if she could feel him too—and there at the shoulders too. He thought not, though, or that, if she could, she wasn't noticing. The ladies maid, Nancy, sitting reversed on the trap's back bench...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Jerry was, and still is, a very good friend of mine. He is very much a one woman man; the opposite of myself and my wife who swing regularly. So, when he told me that his wife cheated on him, there was no doubt he was crushed. The logic of what happened below kind of eludes me now but it seemed like the right thing at the time. Looking at a small way to get...
Pool Games & Picnic Suzanne lay down beside the pool on her towel, her long red curls hanging down her back as she adjusted her black bikini so that it covered her ample rounded breasts. She was feeling tired out from the visit to her best friend Carla which had already led to some surprisingly exciting sexual encounters. She thought back over the last...
The smell of fresh hot coffee pulled me from a very restful sleep. I opened my eyes to find Kay sitting on the edge of the bed next to me holding two mugs in her hands. Even in my groggy state I could see that she was wearing a fluffy terry cloth robe and my blue silk pajama pants. "Here take a sip of this." Kay said holding one mug out to me. I took the...
Running or jogging during the summer can be an unpleasant activity because of the heat and humidity. To reduce the effects of at least the heat I made it a point to run at 9:30 p.m. nearly every evening. Normally I would run two or three miles, but at least one night a week I'd run a route I called the 'torture trail.' This consisted of a fairly easy two mil...
Imagine me giving you directions to a big county park outside the city. You will drive there with your husband to hike, but he will say he just wants to stay at the picnic tables and do something stupid on his phone. Good thing he's predictable. As you head out from the picnic tables and start down the trail, the breeze flowing across your skin warms you. Ye...
As Sabah reached orgasm, she clenched her thighs together. It was her habit, she always did it. The motion pressed her fingers against her clitoris, making the sensation on the little organ all the more intense, and allowing her to feel, its throbbing; she believed the clenched thighs increased her vulva's contractions too. She threw her head back, and let o...