CHAPTER 10: SORREL'S BATHTIME "Steve, can you soap my back please?" called Sorrel from the bathroom at the back of the house. I forced myself away from our bedroom window from where I'd been watching Eve's house and walked along the upstairs landing. Light spilled out through a six inch gap around the open bathroom door. When there was just the two of us, w...
The day after Jorge Rust turned eighteen was the day he realized his destiny. It was that day, clutching all he owned in a clear plastic trash bag, his first blessed love appeared. "Oh, Jorge." Mrs. McNamstock rolled her window down to peer at her ex-pupil through the rain. "Hi teach." Jorge straightened up and relaxed his shoulders in an attempt to look l...
A day home alone for any 19 year old guy in many cases is very similar; sleeping late and lots of porn. I was still living with my parents while attending community college. The fall semester had just started and I was enjoying my first Thursday of many off thanks to my three day a week class schedule. My girlfriend had just transferred to a four year colleg...
It was 8.20am on a rainy Monday morning in London. Katie sat on the Piccadilly Line underground train heading towards Covent Garden station thinking about the weekend that had just passed. It had been amazing, or more specifically the sex experience with Alfie on Saturday had been amazing. Katie's work today preparing monthly management accounts for the c...
I travel frequently on business. Recently, I had to travel to a particular city for a few nights. I travel there frequently and, when I do, I make sure to pay a visit to an old high school friend, Jill. I've known Jill for 25 years. Jill was always an attractive girl but, in my opinion, her attractiveness really took off when she turned 30 and became a MILF....
Thursday night found us packing the cases ready for a very naughty weekend. It seemed to have taken forever to get here. We were now middle aged, without family responsibilities, free to do what we wanted and to please ourselves. Both still fit, good looking, me slim and blonde, Rob tall and dark and both with a hunger for plenty of good adventurous sex. R...
Warning: The central themes of the following chapters of this story are blackmail and reluctance. I woke to the sun on my face. Opening my eyes a little, I began ordering my thoughts: I had been slumbering at my desk, doing a homework assignment as boring as it was urgent. I glanced at the clock: 12:34 pm. Shit! I was supposed to be at work at one o' cloc...
As told by my wife. God! Do I love vacations. Getting away from all the crap at home to any place where you don't have to work, or do washes, or clean the house. The best thing about vacations is the sex. At home, I could have sex every day but something always gets in the way. It's more about him not wanting to have sex than it is about me. He needs to be...
(NOTE: This is another in an ongoing series of stories involving horny older women playing devious sexual games with younger men and/or women. These won't be connected, though some may be, and are meant to stand-alone individual stories in a themed series. This is a shorter one, quick and to the sexy point. Thanks and enjoy.) Tommy was bored out of his m...
Increasing the white man's burden The morning after the carnival, Michael left early for work: Melanie woke alone and realized that her nipples were very hard and she was moist between her legs. It was very unusual for her to wake in that state. She realized that she had been dreaming about sex, with a very well endowed, insistent lover rhythmically fucking...