It was my first semester of college and I was all ready failing. I had thought that college would be a breezed since I had been a straight A student in high school. Boy, was I wrong. In high school the teachers had been there to walk you through everything, to help you when you got stuck on a problem or a project but here the professors could care less about...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves humans at least 18 years old. Really. This is not a hot stro...
In chapter one I ate two delicious Creampies from the pussy of my slutty boss. This picks up from that point. When I got home from work that night I quickly stripped down to my cum stained panties. They were stiff from having so much cum dry in them. But I left them on and just popped my pink silky nightie on over the top of them. I spent most of the nig...
A few years after we were married, Lorrie received an invitation to her hometown school reunion. They were inviting all former students to come together for a celebration. She attended a small rural school located about 20 miles from where I grew up. Since I dated both Lorrie and a classmate of Lorrie's, Karen, while I was in high school and college, I knew...
So seeing as many of you have asked I guess I was persuaded to go back to retell the very beginning of this story. How did the affair start some six or seven years ago and why did it end and the resume again now. Stick with me and I'll guide you throw the story. ***** Being one that worked in childcare all these years as a male I, Rob, had often seen the...
Goddess and Miss Jasmine Take Control - Part 01 Lily Sawyer seemed like your typical suburban wife. 42 years old and happily married she seemed like the stereotypical wife. Anyone looking at her would assume her sex life would consist of nothing more than Missionary sex with her husband once a week and the occasional affair with her shower head. And they'd...
By the time Paul's car pulled into the garage of the house, Jessie could feel the fatigue a day at the mall brought. Before the entered the house a pounding of feet could be heard coming down the stairs inside Mrs. Smythe greeted them at the door. She wore a blue apron that read "kiss the cook" over her round frame. Flour was sprinkled on the apron and from...
Certainly shaping to enhance cleavage, provide lift, or make their boobs look a bit larger, as well as feeling sexier, are all reasons women wear bras. But I think the main reason is propriety. Let's be honest: You see a chick with boobs swaying and/or nipples poking in plain view, and we guys think she's more likely to fuck, and so we're more likely to mak...
Some of you may be wondering why I haven't been with Eric or maybe you don't give a fuck – haha, but Eric was out of town with his family until very late Christmas Eve; actually very early Christmas morning. That's another mess, but that's for a couple of chapters from now. Considering it was actually a holiday being Christmas Eve, we didn't get to sleep ve...
Every story has a beginning and this one is no different. Perhaps this will provide an adequate introduction to what happened next. When little I thought I was the only kid my age on the street. I'd been in school a couple of years and only saw much younger and much older kids but then one day I saw a girl my age and she lived six houses down from me and ac...