HOUSEBOAT WEEKEND - Day One My husband, Walt and I love to drive down to the lake every chance we get. Both of us are crazy about being out on the water. Walt’s into fishing alot more than I am. I go just to lie out in the sun and work on my tan more than anything. We usually drive down to Lakeland and rent a pontoon boat for the day. We’d always thought ab...
This was another odd little idea I had. Another "What if?" story premise. It's not a stroke story but there is some sex. It's not really a great fit for LW but it's not really romance or erotic couplings either so I put it here. ***** The seventh annual end-of-summer neighborhood bbq was going well. It was our year to host and we had gone all out. The host...
The electric residue of her orgasm frying through Kelli's tissue like seismic aftershocks, she was relieved beyond belief to be able to lean back on a solid surface and get off her weak and creaky knees. The solid surface in this case was the nearly 300 pound man seated beneath her, who was still in the process of working a towel between the crevices of Kell...
Christmas Eve was a strange day at the mall. There were lots of people frantically searching for those last minute gifts. There were very few small kids. There were a lot of young teenagers and pre-teens that seemed to take great joy in tormenting Santa. The pre-teens would invariably pull my beard and react in shock when it did not come off. The teenage gir...
Act Five: Just Desserts Chapter Two: Whatever May Come Concrete fractured into ragged slabs as it fell and struck the ground. Dee and Black Cherry disappeared in an acrid storm of grit and pulverized rock. The noise was deafening, a rolling thunderclap. Ears ringing, Yves huddled on the pavement drawing himself around Raspberry as best he could. Raspberry...
David looked at his brother and shook his head. "No. I'm not doing it. There is no way I'm doing it." Mike pouted and dropped his eyes to a sagging droop, that made him look like a Basset Hound. "Come on Davy! Its just one time. Its not like I'm asking you to do this forever." He pushed the dress into David's hand. "I can't do it. I'm sick and the show has...
Please do not read this story if you do not like the theme of cheating partners. I'm always interested in what people think, as long as it's constructive. -- Saturday morning shone through the bedroom windows onto the slumber of James Healey and Claire Chesterton wrapped up in their ornate double bed. She was resting her head on his chest whilst he played...
An erotic adventure of lust and love, punishment and passion. They pulled into a nondescript parking lot next to a squat little building beneath a bridge. The windows of the industrial building were masked and there was no signage save for a few posters declaring that unauthorized vehicles would be towed. He looked at her beautiful face in the moon's wan g...
The week after Dave left, we fell into a routine; Madge busily cleaning the house, me outside doing the maintenance I had been ignoring. Using my tractor, I mowed the dry grass around the house, then switching to a blade filled in some holes in the drive way. After that I hooked on the trailer and hauled fire wood down from the trees behind the house. Madge...
This story recounts one of the many conquests of Samson, the most accomplished rakehell of medieval times. Describing our hero requires few words: "There are men. And then there is Samson." If you can picture a man with the charm of Casanova, a physique that would intimidate the Incredible Hulk, and a phallus to put John Holmes to shame, you now know Samson....