Agnes Gilden was forty years young and a widow for two years. When her husband passed away, she inherited his computer software business. Her inheritance provided her with an annuity of ten thousand dollars a month. Comfortable economically, childless and alone, she lived modestly in a large old Victorian house near the University. The University had often...
Cabin in the Country He was there when I woke in the morning. It might not seem like such a big deal to most women these days, to find a naked man in bed upon waking, but Charlie and I had never slept together before our wedding. Oh, we had made love. We had screwed. We had fucked each other's brains out, as the quaint saying goes. But because of his work...
"A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 04" is a continuation of "A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure" Chapters 1, 2, and 3. If you have not yet read those stories, I advise doing so before you start to read this story. This is an erotic fantasy. It is a work of fiction. Any characters or events related to real-life people or real-life events is unintentional...
I arrived back at my hostel in Rome around 6:30pm. It was still light outside, but the air had cooled and the sun had dipped slightly. I needed a shower after my little countryside 'excursion', so I parked up my scooter and headed to my room in the hostel. I entered the dormitory to the sound of laughter. At the far end, taking up two bunks were a group of f...
Kirsty's Explanation Craig's told you about how we got together after I had interviewed him for SAME. I just want to say up front that he was and is the love of life. Why I allowed myself to be drawn into that scenario with Jeremy, God only knows. It was exciting and so dirty! I had orgasms the like of which Craig and I used to have many years ago. Craig a...
Author's Notes: To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar with Hindi might find it rewarding to read through the original Hindi conversations. Others can conveniently skip them. Altho...
There's a voice. Far away. Far away, but I'm floating. Floating on a very calm sea. "Can you hear me? Open your eyes if you hear me?" Everything's a blur, and my throat's raw. It burns, and that's all I can think of. I feel a finger pinching my left earlobe. "John? Wake up, John!" Open eyes reveal blurry light, indistinct moving forms. "How do you feel n...
My wife Barbara is in her mid-50s, although through eating a healthy diet and years of dedicated workouts, she could, and does, pass for 10-15 years younger. Since she passed menopause, she has had a major problem with vaginal dryness and thinning of the membranes in the walls of her vagina. This makes intercourse very painful, and she has essentially given...
Three actions occurred to Annie the moment she felt the onslaught of T.J.'s cock invade its way deep into her cunt. It was as if the sun had suddenly become blanketed by a dust-bowl cloud, turning the day into deepest night. She lurched forward, her upper teeth grazed down on Tim's foreskin, at the same time muttered a grunting sound in her throat. Tim wince...
We were seeing them after almost 3 years now. A telephone really was a poor stand in for the close friendship we shared with Rehan & Sunitha when they stayed in Jamshedpur. Getting to Bangalore together with my wife had taken some planning and we eagerly looked forward to catch up on all the missing years. Oh! The joy on seeing Sunitha when she opened the...