We met at a different house every time the club met. We might meet only once a month with all the members, but some members would meet in smaller groups more often if they cared too. We were young and old, male and female, beautiful and average, gay and straight, and we all loved masturbating. It had all began slowly, of course. I was the instigator. I love...
As I lay there on your chest, I can still feel your hard cock against my wet pussy. You here some one pulling in the drive way and a panicked look comes across your face. You start to buck up trying to get me off of you. I look up to make sure your hands are still hand cuffed to the bed posts and reach for your blind fold and put it on you. "What are you doi...
Jen was first acquainted with Colin and Wade on meeting them at Colin's parents' lake house in southern Wisconsin. But she was always too nervous to say more than a few words to them. She thought they both were so cute, so mysterious, and she longed to share their company devoid of the immobilizing nervousness they provoked in her. But what she did not kno...
She had been invited to Kyle Anderson's house. A crisp white invitation had been waiting for her at her hotel when Tamara got back from dinner with her father and a few of business associates. He was grooming her for an executive position in one of his many hotels. She wanted to slide into a puddle when Kyle's steel grey eyes connected with hers as he sh...
Hell, I never did really believe much in life after death. I guess the idea sounded a bit like hope to me, so I have to admit to being surprised when I did find out. But my first surprise was I never even saw the truck coming. Fact is, I was looking across the street at this sweet young thing's ass. The skirt she had on came down just barely to the bottom...
Thank you for all the on-going feedback from the previous stories in this series. Hope you enjoy this next chapter. 5s and positive feedback are always appreciated. I also like the feedback that helps me improve my writing. Thank you those that have helped in that regard. Apologies for the overly long chatty bit at the end - dialogue is one of the main thi...
For over two decades, Janice Collier-Rhone faithfully shared a house and a marriage bed with her husband Jay Rhone. When they met in college, Janice was five feet eleven inches tall, blonde-haired, alabaster-skinned and slender, the picture of American beauty. Jay Rhone, the tall, burly and handsome African-American college football player, was drawn to her...
September was a hot month. I had decided last year to go back to grad school. I wanted to round out my education with an MBA from a prestigious school. My wife was extremely supportive of my decision to go back to school. I could never have done it without her support. The sun was blazing on Saturday morning, and the campus looked like a ghost town...not a...
She was downstairs doing laundry. Living in the edge of a small town, her neighborhood was very dark at night. The lower level containing the laundry room also has a large sun-room type area that is surrounded by windows opening out into her own back yard. She chose to not put curtains up to allow the natural sunlight to fill the rooms downstairs, a relaxing...
“Why are you so quiet tonight?” Leta asked as we ate dinner at the little Italian restaurant we frequented when we needed a night away from town. “I’m just thinking,” I said. I poured her another glass of Chianti. I hoped she might let me off with the vague answer. I wanted to spare her being my sounding board for the evening. Not that we didn’t have a rela...