Tara and Jack had nothing to do, with their house having recently flooded so badly it ended up being a complete interior re-do. The refinishing work was done, and they were alone in the house together, but with just a couch and TV. Jack had fallen asleep onn that couch in a black v-neck and the grey sweat shorts that made his package so obvious. Until the mo...
A couple of weeks had gone by before the subject of Cindy having sex with Jim came up again. One night after we had just gone to bed and were cuddling when Cindy said, "You know that ever since Carol told me that Jim said he would like to fuck me I have been hot to have him do me. Is that terrible?" "If it is something you want to do I think you should do...
Yet another trip to Home Depot; Paula had been in there so much lately she was about ready to get fitted for an orange apron. Back to the paint section, again, this time with a desk drawer in hand. Along the way, she picked up sandpaper and a hand sander. Holding the drawer up to the display with the stained wood samples, she searched in vain for the right...
After sucking Jarvis's big cock in the parking lot of my gym and my lust filled drive home, I found David in the garage getting stoned refinishing some old coffee table he found at a garage sale. He was so into the delicate finish that he barely noticed I had even been home until late that night. I admittedly, was hoping that he would come to bed late, so...
Edited by Cute Vixen In the center of the room stood a four-poster bed. The bed was old and its posts were stained dark with a cherry-wood finish. The spread was a deep green color, not reminiscent of life and love but of broken dreams from days past. The pillow covers were torn and tattered, as if to say that life had once slept here but departed, fading i...
My friend Sarah, or Big Tit Sarah as we called her in high school, had been over last night. We were together when my husband got home, and we all had too much wine as the evening went on. So much wine that Sam ended up playing with Sarah's bare breasts until they were both as hot as hot can be. I bared my tits too, and Sam played with them too. I was soon a...
When we walked into what was once Dot's Cafe, I was surprised the restaurant did not smell moldy and guessed it was because of the dryness of the desert. I stood in the entrance and looked up at the huge spider webs covering the circular fan, light fixtures, and the ceiling in the corners of the room. The restaurant was filthy with thick layers of dust and d...
Looking back at it, I'm still a little shocked by my behavior. Maybe it was a mid-life crisis. I don't know. I had always been pretty straight-laced when it comes to my marriage and the relationship with my husband. My name is Sophie, and I've been married to my husband, Greg, for coming up on twenty-six years. I'm forty-nine, and Greg is two years older. We...
I recently celebrated my forty ninth birthday and for some reason, I started reminiscing about the women who were a meaningful and pleasurable part of my life. My thoughts immediately turned to a very kind, compassionate and extremely sexy woman that I had the good fortune to be introduced to when I was young man of eighteen. You see, when I was eighteen, I...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...