The year was 1877. It was my eighteenth birthday and my wedding day. I am the fourth child out of a family of five girls. I can't say that my mother, a widow of five years, was sad to have me married off. She tried her best to be what she could for us after father died. But she had never really had a hand in raising us. My parents were wealthy aristocrats. W...
Margret is a sexy Milf (mother I'd like to fuck) living the suburban life. Her husband Scott is an extraordinarily successful microchip designer. They live fabulously in a big house. They drive awfully expensive cars and have more friends than they can count. Their love life was well, but, predictable to say the least. Its been the topic of discussion for a...
The invite came in a little late. You had to hurry to find costumes. There wasn't much left in the stores in the way of decent costumes this late in the season. You ended up working with what you had at home to make the best of it. Maybe next year you'll get more of a warning but for tonight these will do. You're lucky it's a warm night for October. Since yo...
After fucking for over an hour with her husband Tom watching us most of the time, we drifted to sleep. But, Tom was still on my mine. Seconds later I heard Louise's heavy breathing and knew she was already sleeping and wasn't thinking about her husband in the spare bedroom at all. Tommy had been set into the spare bedroom while Louise and I slept in the mast...
"Now to get some rest and then a talk with my loving little cock husband about inviting Jeff into our bed to join us. This could get a little tricky", Diana said to herself. That was three weeks ago. As they went at it one night, Simon used his little black cock as he pumped into his wife. She was telling him it wasn't deep enough or thick enough to satisfy...
"You're crazy!" my husband hissed at me. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into!" "If crazy means trying to spend time with my husband," I replied, "then yes, I'm fucking crazy!" "Not like this Carla! Why did you do this? I can't believe you're fucking doing this! You're not only risking my job and everything I've worked for, but our lives as we...
Alyssa was still an attractive woman at the age of 33. Even after two kids and 12 years of marriage, Alyssa had kept her youthful beauty. Standing 5'3" with long auburn hair and large piercing green eyes. Her pale skin was covered with a small spattering of freckles that she hated but her husband found irresistible. Years of exercise and diet had left her sl...
I am Neena, wife of Raj. It was Sunday morning. We arrived at the hospital at about 7 am in our car. I was not in my senses. My husband Raj was badly hurt. His breathing was erratic. I feared for his life. The previous evening he fell down from a height onto a chair, in our house and hurt himself. Since then he had an acute problem. Our family doctor visited...
He waited on the bed as instructed. He had dressed exactly as he was asked: A pair of lavender lace trimmed panties stretched tightly over the young man's small cock; a matching bra covered his hard brown nipples too. He also had on a garter belt and some high heels. Too top in off he had on some coral lipstick and he had painted his nails perfectly. There...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the sixties and early seventies, but should be a concern for everyone today. * One of my favorite lawn mowing customers was Fa...