A woman travels to Florida to visit her Aunt. She stays with her high school friends that are now married. "Bye honey, I'll call you when I arrive in Florida. Have fun being Mr. Mom while I'm away and no eating out every night." I kissed my family, went out to the cab, and drove off to the airport. My name is Mary Lane and I'm 35 years old, 5'5" tall, 160lb...
"Jill has a butterfly tattoo right alongside her snatch." Brent whispered to me, the first moment he got me off to the side. He had a big smirk on his face. I looked at him in shock, the world turned red. My reaction was without thinking. He must have seen it coming because he did try to turn his head, but it wasn't enough. Down he went, right through the...
Note from the author: Based upon the ratings I've received from part 1, I realize I should have waited and submitted the story as one piece, but I was anxious to get things going and thought that I could generate some heightened interest for part 2. If you haven't read part 1, please do. (It's a quick one page read.) Otherwise, part 2 will not make much s...
(Author's note – if you enjoy this story, be sure to read "Suzy's Show and Tell", by Catesby, also on this site. My thanks to Catesby for providing the original inspiration for this recollection, and for his generous agreement to my 'plagiarism'. Q.R.) * * * * * My wife, Carol, sighed in contentment as my limp cock slid out of her very well-lubricated vagi...
Turning thirty was something I had dreaded for years. The closer I got, the more it bothered me. When you’re in your twenties, you can still act like a kid to some extent, and sometimes get away with it. But I viewed thirty as the ‘end of the world.’ Perhaps, somewhere in my mind, thirty represented the absolute end of childhood and, despite my successful li...
Waking up to a beautiful sunny morning it dawned on me - today we started three weeks holiday on our sailing yacht. Marie was already busy in the kitchen and the familiar smell of nearly burned toast signalled the necessity for action. A quick shower and I was more or less set for the day. "What lovely homey smells you make," I told her, giving her a big hu...
************************* This was something written for an anonymous friend. Feel free to message me if you have suggestions or edits. ******************************* You take your time in the shower. Shaving carefully, you make sure you are completely smooth for me. You scrub your holes carefully, sliding your soapy fingers into your ass, reveling in...
Rebecca had always had trouble with her weight. She had a beautiful face, but had always been a bit chunky or meaty. That had always plagued her confidence her entire life. I never cared that she was heavy, but I truly wish she was more outgoing sexually and not so mousy. Becky, as I liked to call her, participated in recreational sports all her adult life a...
Grumpy Bastard as he was called by some, usually miffed opponents, at the golf club when he was more or less out of earshot while others knew him by his more regular name of Bob Hill, stepped on to the sands of Bob's Beach (all other locals knew it as Sandy Cove) and he stopped in shock. Jesus. A woman wearing only a bikini bottom was seated on a stool twe...
It was late. The weather was hot and humid, too uncomfortable for sleep. Tahnee Ryder lay in bed, listening angrily through her open bedroom window to the heated discussion taking place between her neighbours Darren and Veronica Smalling. "God Darren, what are you on about, he's just a kid" Veronica said. "Kid my arse, he's a sly, dirty bastard and I told...