The only thing better than a three day weekend, is when the kids have camp, the wife has to work on Monday, and you don't! Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but on occasions like this when I have the house to myself, I get to indulge my craving for golden showers. I've always loved the feeling of being pissed on, and have had many wet sex relationships...
It had been a good few months since I had enjoyed Jo in her home. She was my next door neighbour. Small but beautifully formed. Not tall but with large brown eyes, brown hair, big boobs and fantastic big tight ass and a wonderful personality. We enjoyed each others company but we were both married to other people. Jo came round to our house in September an...
1: Urinal The hire scheme was working out pretty well. Molly may have been a worthless cunt, however she was at least an asset in some ways. Her looks, stamina and total enthusiasm when performing whatever she'd been instructed or booked for keep demand high. Especially for her cock sucking and urinal skills. Molly had become adept at getting bearings und...
It was early evening and I was driving back with my husband Chas and his two mates Dave and Rick, from a conference we had been to. We had been driving for about one and a half hours when Dave said he was parched and could do with a drink. We all agreed. At the next pub we came to we pulled into the car park. It looked quite a rundown place on the outskir...
It had been a long winter and with spring break coming up Anna decided to book a vacation. She needed a warm climate with lots of sun. She decided to take her week and go to the Caribbean. She had not been able to have one of her special weekends in a long time events always seem to conspire to occupy her every weekend since her last escapade. She really mis...
Now Miss Gwen (the editor) commands, and Molly (the writer) obeys. That was the relationship the two of them now had, built on mutual trust and respect. Molly respected that Miss Gwen would always honor her limits, and Miss Gwen respected that Molly would not disappoint her. However, what Miss Gwen told Molly over the phone did give her pause. Molly was na...
It was a Sunday and I was all alone in my one bedroom apartment. It was already 11 AM and I was still lying on my bed naked. I had come home last night very late from a party given by my boss at our office. I had taken in lot of alcohol and water. I had been lying awake from the immense pressure of my bladder. The cold weather that the rains bought held me o...
Everyone in this fictional story is over 18 and consenting. Play safe, people. ***** "I don't care if she has a lift or not! I didn't invite the bitch and I don't want her at my fucking party!" The girl's voice was harsh, with an almost hysterical edge, making some of her friends outside wince in sympathy with the target of her rage. "Come on, Olivia," o...
The following evening I went down to the hotel restaurant for dinner with my colleagues, I spotted Drew at the bar. He smiled at me and I smiled back, but I decided not to see him again, I was checking out in the morning and with the Party the following evening I thought I'd allow my pussy time to recover. I met Dan at Kings Cross station on Friday evening...
A mid February breeze swirled around the soccer field as evenings arrival brought with it cooler air and threats of stronger winds. Most of the team had already gone into the locker room to shower and change clothes, but Mike had been ordered by Coach Bracket to run a lap around all four practice fields for using foul language. Even though they were eightee...