Sometimes I'm such an asshole. I run a small construction company, and sometimes I have to lay off all my workers when work is slow. But that's not why I am an asshole. As I've grown more mature, I take increasing pleasure in fucking other men's wives. And almost as fun as the actual fucking is the planning for how to do it. Some are gimmies. Some husban...
Chapter 2: Picking Up Sally the Stripper The Runt and I were back in business and nothing else in the world just couldn't matter any less. My mother was fast asleep in her bedroom. I was faking sleep when she returned from the diner. Joy was next-door, I guess, fast asleep, thinking about who's cock she'll suck tomorrow. I didn't care who fucked her tomorro...
Mark Katia had added a new dimension to our lives. That much was clear. Since the Romanian girl had come into our lives, we had adopted her as our 'sex-slave' and had found new ways to enjoy each other as well. Jimmy and Lucy had become frequent visitors to our house as well, since we had discovered our common bond – in short, our lives had become much ful...
I felt over on the hotel bed next to me and got rewarded with a handful of cold sheet. The nap after frolicking on the beach was necessary if expensive given the room rates. I seem to recall a wife being in the space next to mine a few minutes ago and I'm even pretty sure it had been my wife. No one was in the shower, no one on the patio; that means the hot...
This will not make any sense unless you've read parts 1 & 2.... Part 3 It is just all crazy now. I can’t describe what it’s like, not really. This is all surreal although I am not drunk now, I am wide awake. Wide awake and on fire. ******* I am Trixie in Wonderland. I ate something, I drank something. I got small; I fell into a rabbit hole through a whit...
Copyright June/2011 There are no descriptive sex scenes in this story. Just a short little ditty but I would still appreciate your constructive comments, critiques, or emails. Please enjoy the story. ********** Rose had seemed a little preoccupied for the last two weeks when she came home from work. Sometimes she would stare off into space and be start...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. We had just arrived at the motel in preparation for our big date that evening....
Art, part two. Ch. 02 Art and Suzanne get "comfortable". When I looked up at her face she was giving me a wicked grin so it looked like it was time to 'get comfortable'. She said, "Come over here and let me unbutton the back of that dress." She's been dressing and undressing me since I started to wear young girl's clothes. She says, "They never look right...
Everyone in town was still in disbelief to hear that the McGill girl was getting married today. For years, people in the small farming town of Lubbell had joked that not even a blind man would marry Judith McGill. She had arms as big as hams, a prodigious bosom, and long, black hair. However, her Rubenesque figure was not enough to distract from her less-th...
[Sorry for the delay, I was quite busy. I hope to get new stories online a little more regularly. Enjoy and feel free to comment, as always. The names of the girls have of course been altered, but the places are real.] The warm night of a Dutch summer greeted us as we left the student house on our bikes and made our way along the canals of the of Groning...