I took us a little over an hour to drive from Carmel to Watsonville, the California speed limit of 55 miles per hour was strictly enforced in 1952 and I didn't want get a ticket. We mostly talked about sex and girls and what to expect when we got to our destination. For the most part I listened to my pal Mike— there would be fantastic women there, four or fi...
Hookers and Whores I called Tom to talk to him about the next month. Gavin didn't want me sleeping with Tom for a while, and he's right, I didn't want to violate our relationship any more than I already have. I don't want Tom to slide his cock into me after Gavin's had been there. I don't know, it just somehow seems all the more wrong. I explained that I wa...
Again special thanks to Editor Dave T, who for reasons, only God knows, continues 'the-root-canal- without-anesthetic 'like experience of trying to make my chicken scratch resemble something readable. All and any errors are mine. ++++ "Seriously? You are firing me? You have got to be kidding." My soon to be ex-boss was sweating a bit around the bald sp...
I was loading the boot of my car with shopping that I had purchased from the supermarket and was bent over the boot of the car. The back of my short skirt was riding up so that the beginnings of my ass cheeks were on show as I only had on a small thong under my skirt. Just then a red classic corvette convertible pulled into the parking lot. It looked like o...
Nancy woke up in Barry's small bedroom. She had slept deeply, after a long night of wild sex. She took a moment to assess her situation. She was lying naked in bed on her left side. As she looked forward she could see her boyfriend Barry was still asleep with his back to her. Her left hand was at her side but her right hand was on Barry's hip. The tips of he...
This chapter resumes soon after the previous ends. 1 The drive up the sunny Outer Banks to retrieve surprise houseguest Constance turned out to be almost two hours, as the hotel at which the Treasury Agents stayed was way up the shore. 'Houseguest' was somewhat of a misnomer. This athletic, petite woman, during what began as a routine surveillance assignme...
It was one of those days when there just wasn't anything to do. I had tried the TV, the radio, and had looked through my CD and tape collection. Absolutely nothing appealed to me. I had even considered putting one of my porno tapes in the VCR and jacking off to Ginger Lynn, Nina Hartley, or Annet Haven. Even this really wasn't what I wanted. Almost in desp...
Before I married her, I knew Aubrey was a sexual being. It was obvious, from the way she walked to the way she dressed to the way she talked. A petite, 5'6" frame--she couldn't have weighed more than 110 pounds (later, I found out that was exactly what she weighed.) A thin, 25" waist; glorious, high-riding, firm 34C tits; and 36" hips with a small, tight but...
Name have been changed and identifiable details omitted. ***** PART 1 - SNARED She was stunning. There was no other way to describe her. Seeing her in that tiny yellow and orange bikini caused my erection to grow painful. Water dribbled down her flawless tanned skin and slim body and over those beautiful small breasts. Her erect nipples poked through t...
Let me tell you how I fucked my luscious bhabhi (sister-in-law) Shivani. This is a long erotic story about the luscious lady, who is more stunning than the story. She is from Punjab, a 28 year old woman with a fair complexion, nice apple sized breasts (normally Punjabi girls have full ripe breasts), and a nice tight, but big, ass which moves with a lot of se...