All I could think about is those tits on Yolanda, so I wasn't expecting to get much done. But, I went up to the stable anyway, crawled up to the loft where all the wiring boxes were in the loft, and proceeded to start tracking down the conduit that had been installed up in the rafters. It was going to take forever. The stable must have been built 100 years a...
The ink wasn't even dry on her diploma that said "Juris Doctor," and like that Millie was a lawyer. Well, almost a lawyer, anyway. The bar exam awaited, and the study course she had planned was three months of insane study, 12 hour days of case law and preparing mock arguments and learning and re-learning and comprehending and understanding the history and n...
Months had passed and spring led into summer and summer found me and my family in Florida for summer break. I wasn't doing much except for working on my tan, reading, and calling Adam. Still dating, we had continued our short passionate encounters whenever we could. I was too nervous to let him return the favor and kiss me "down there," after all a girl ha...
Jim and Ella were finishing up their early morning sex. It was a little cozy and a lot perfunctory. Jim held her tight, went into the short rows, grunted and let it happen. Ella hugged him, gave him a sweet (but not passionate) kiss, and waited for him to roll off. They had been married a little over twenty years. "I wish it meant more to you darling," Jim...
Mary Beth's Adventures In & Out Of Marriage Ch. 3 First off, Jeb, I did try to see you last Saturday. Well, I didn't actually come down, but I called first thing in the morning. They told me not to bother though, cause of your being in isolation and all (that explains why you haven't written! I mean, with your not being allowed any sharp implements). Why wo...
When we were first dating, my wife and I experimented with sex somewhat. We ran through some positions and then she straddled me once, facing away and had me spread my legs. She slipped a finger into my anus and found my prostate. I knew exactly where my prostate was because I used to soap up a finger and finger fuck myself in the shower. I didn't say anyth...
Katie was a friend from three projects ago who I'd met in New York. She was a great laugher, and smarter than a whip. She'd flirted with me, and suggested that she & her husband occasionally had sex with other couples - she suggested I bring my wife Gail out and we all spend a weekend. I'd been tempted, I'll admit it. I'd even discussed it with my wife Gail...
The thick snow fell slowly on a vanished world, obliterating the joint between earth and sky, erasing the sharp edges of the apartment buildings bordering the park, and obscuring the leafless trees and dark pines in a blur of falling white. There seemed to be nothing left but the stone bridge over the slow gray river like a bridge in the clouds linking blank...
Hello. My name is Timothy. I am a sexual addict. I am engaging in my fourth step in recovery: A searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. True to my word, I didn't talk to any girls for a couple of years. I went back to masturbating two or three times a day while imagining any number of wild scenarios. One week, I would look at Asian girls, the nex...
I strode briskly down the hill toward the cannery, whistling merrily. A good night's sleep with Maude allowing me to sleep in instead of assaulting my sexual organ for once ensured that I was bright eyed and bushy tailed for the day ahead. First up was a phone call to my nearly ex father-in-law, Benjamin Goodhew. "Morning, Benjamin. I'm afraid I'm the beare...