My mother-in-law Janet is 50 with the body of a 30 year old. She has a 36dd bust, nice shapely legs and a really cute derriere. I have had sex with my mother-in-law a couple of times that was exciting for both of us. It all started when we went out for family nights out and gatherings, she would always flirt and tease me by saying I was the best son-in-law...
Josh crept in at the back of the hall. He was late. His girlfriend had distracted him, again. Not surprising really. He had called in at her apartment after lectures and she had greeted him wearing the shortest, tightest skirt she owned. And no underwear. He could hardly blame her for the temptation this presented; it was he who had set this particular trend...
My tribute to the student hairdresser named Greg whom I’ll never forget. * I was fifteen years old. It was 1972. Mom had two coupons for free hair stylings at a local beauty college. She let me make use of both coupons. I don't recall much about the first styling. I will never forget the second. The student hairdresser who would perform that styling int...
Warning, if you are offended by sexual acts between males do not continue. Damn, the whole thing still feels like a dream. I can still feel his soft lips on my neck. And who could forget his hands roaming the rest of my body. Maybe I should explain. My name is Will. I’m about 6’3 with long dirty blond hair and blue eyes. I’d like to think I’m in pretty goo...
(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback. You can e-mail me through the link below. After the unmistakable rumbling of Becky's van pulling up outside, Andrew strolled to the door and opened it before his guest had a chance to ring the doorbell. He was in his early...
He pulls her full-head blindfold back down over her mouth; trapping her knickers inside, letting her smell and taste herself. He then pulls a collar from his pocket and secures it around her neck, not too tight to restrict but tight enough so she knows it is there. Fixing a leash to this he whispers to her "on your knees." Obediently, she falls gently to her...
Erica is my best friend. Stunning is the only word to describe her looks. She is about 5'5," light brown hair, and green eyes, their almond shape taking her otherwise All-American look into exotic territory. She thinks perhaps there had been a gypsy great-grandmother, but she isn't sure. Her body? I fight so hard to stop staring at her cleavage if she is wea...
Dusk faded to dawn. Sunlight illuminated a dusky sky. Either way it was all pretty hazy. Landing was only two hours off. He groaned. No shaving in 20 hours and no more than four hours sleep during the whole flight. Despite himself, a smile tickled his lips. He had waited so long for this day. She was the ideal woman, full of life and passion. When she smiled...
Lying on top of the sheets I tossed and turned, the receding heat of the previous day slowly burning off. The windows were wide open, the fans humming along, but sleep remained elusive. I rolled out of bed and padded across the carpeted floor into the living room, moving quietly through the darkened apartment. I opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a...
Briskly silencing the shrill cry, I cocooned myself deeper within my duvet and listened to the rain's soporific beat drum seductively against the pre-dawn blackened window-pane. A few seconds' thought was all it took to decide me that today I would enjoy a day of guilty pleasure avoiding the rigours of work. I reset my snoozing alarm clock for 9:30am, a time...