This is part two of a multi-part story. The third installment should be done soon. I hope you enjoy it. As always thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 * Harry stood alone near the pool. He had begun to wonder if his friends had changed their minds when the door burst open and Sallie walked in. She was wearing a bikini that left just enough to the imaginati...
Carla sat in her car in the parking lot of the sex shop. Staring at the front door and working up the courage to go inside. The Fantasy Adult Fun store had just opened a week ago, but she had been thinking about this moment for a long time. Ever since she found out Jim had been cheating, through the divorce, and the year between then and now. It hit her ha...
Mike couldn't wait to get home. Working third shift at his new job was tiring, but he would be able to get on another shift soon. He looked at his watch, and he knew it would only be another few minutes before he got to Ron and Lisa's house. They were friends of his wife, Jeannie, and he was staying with them until they moved to the new city he was working i...
On the Sunday after our first encounter Penny was her usual self except that she became a little more demanding of me. She kept getting me to do little jobs for her, take the garbage to the disposal site, fetch her a drink and stuff like that. On Sunday morning we (Penny, Mainie my wife and I) decided to lie out at the pool. Tim had gone to the local villa...
We would all love to think that there are old, mature ladies out there who just love fucking. But, in truth they are very few old ladies who still want sex. So we have fantasies. I have several. Here is one in story format. Hope you enjoy. The fantasy fuck store for mature ladies who love wearing girdles First, let me own up. I am a mature man, yet ever...
Tamsin was getting a bit bored with her gym session by now. She'd been working hard while checking out the firm bodies of the sweaty boys. Not to mention quite a few of the other girls as well. She paused to take a big gulp from her water bottle. And to stare quite openly at the wildly flopping crotch of the man on the treadmill facing her, telling her that...
Keiko's hand crashed together against the pool wall, closely followed by the wave created by her body. She knew she had swum well, but before she even lifted her head, the usual dread feeling was consuming her. Sure enough as she turned her head towards the next lane her great swimming rival, Namiko, was already leaning back, her head titled backwards as sh...
We were heading back to the changing rooms which were tucked away around a corner of the hotel and out of sight of the large open swimming pool. "We need to go back," giggled Sandra like a naughty schoolgirl. "I need another pee. It must be all that water I drunk whilst swimming." I laughed at her comment knowing full well that she had peed many times in t...
The summer after my eye-opening, fetish-creating dance class I was invited by one of my classmates, Eliza, to join her and another classmate, James, for a long weekend on Cape Cod. I had become good friends with both and was comfortable around them in a special way engendered by the unique class experience we had shared. I rang James on coordinating our ar...
Laura Ushley's flaxen hair was blown by a little puff of wind through the open car window as she drove down the old two-lane road to River Outfitters, where she her rental canoe was waiting. Laura looked like a tan version of the Grace Kelly character in High Noon. There was very little light at 5 am, and a heavy fog still cloaked the river. Laura parked the...