It had been a few months since that night that Sandy and Mary Rose had picked my brain and pleasured my body in their common quests to become more skilled in the sexual arena. I won't say I walked away that night without increased knowledge myself; it would have been a wasted opportunity not to learn as much as I could about pleasing the fairer sex. During t...
It was a cold night, nothing going on and Stephanie and Rich were just sitting around. It was one of those wonderful nights where the kids were on a sleep over and they just had the house to themselves. After almost 20 years of marriage things had gotten a tad stale, but that didn't mean that there was no sex, just sort of routine sex. Now and then they'd tr...
Diana looked at the clock on the wall again, he was more than an hour late. He was never late. The man literally cannot be late to anything unless there was a worldwide emergency. And the last she checked, there were no alien invasions, no giant monsters running amok destroying everything in its path, and Lex Luthor locked away in prison so he can't create a...
To all the readers who sent me feedback for Sight and Sound, THANK YOU! If you haven’t read Chapter 1, this story will make a whole lot more sense if you start at the beginning. The past 24 hours had altered our lives. Annie and I drove out of our wooded suburb towards the theater complex to see a movie. We hadn’t really chosen anything specific; we were...
The wimp, I, woke on my bed, as the leaves outside my window waved, welcoming the morning breeze. Typical of a summer sun rise, one I had seen so many times. The cool wind, rustling through the semi dry leaves, coaxing my eyes open, as they burnt from the salt of tears, long dried over the night. I turned on my back, too weary to get up and close the window....
They were young lovers who wanted to spend some time alone, wanting to take advantage of the warm, summer weather in New York's Adirondack Park. The two set out as dawn broke, and he drove the two hours north to a cabin one of his aunts owned. It was a wooden A-frame; two levels though the top floor only held one room, which usually had three of four small...
Hi, I'm Zane. I'm writing here because I need to talk about what happened to me and my wife Sandy, and I didn't know who else I could tell but strangers. I know you all like to write stories to turn each other on, and this isn't like that at all, but I need to get it off my chest, so I hope you all will understand. I was in a bad car accident two years ago...
Shelly's lips were firm and lush, and the breath from her nostrils smelled vaguely of ketchup and French fries. I thought it was the most remarkable breath I had ever smelled. Her hand went to the back of my neck and tightened slightly on the loose hair at my nape. Shelly's tongue darted against my lower lip for a moment, and my own darted out to chase hers,...
With all my finely tuned deductive skills, I didn't see it coming. Blindsided by your partner is the worst feeling a detective can have. At least the worst feeling this detective ever experienced. Good thing I'm hardboiled, thick skinned, and tough as nails... Where's my box of Puffs? As I wrote the final paycheck to Samantha Watson, my mind revisited the l...
"So do I taste as good as my Mom?" she stunned me by asking while running her tongue around my lips sampling her mother's cum. "Because she tastes pretty damn good. I can't believe you made her cum twice, it was so hot to listen to and she definitely needed it. Maybe this will stop her from asking so many questions about our sex life." My mind was having tr...