I guess I should have seen this coming, yet there I was, naked and cuffed to the chair in our bedroom wondering how I had gotten there. Oh, all of the signs had been there—GA had been restless for several weeks—and more adventuresome in bed. She'd fellated me until I came in her mouth and swallowed every drop—she'd even let me fuck her in the ass, formerly f...
Goddamn, I hate this. Another ridiculous argument with my girlfriend last night, and here I am in the lingerie section of a department store trying to find some cutesy undergarment to make amends. Don't even ask me what the argument was about, because it's been one long continuous problem about the same crap for the past two months. I keep telling myself tha...
I guess I was no different from any other guy growing up in the bad old '80's. Those were the days when greed was good, nice guys came second, and political correctness was yet to be thrust upon us. Life in middle class suburbia was comfortable rather than excessive, but with the increasingly intrusive advertising and an ever growing focus on lifestyle, wea...
Sue studied her image in the full length mirror. At age thirty she was well aware that many women were unhappy with their bodies. Thankfully she wasn't one of them. She was 5 feet 6 inches and weighed about 115. Her overall body was shapely- not perfect but what could fairly be called attractive. She knew she was being modest; it was better than attractive....
Saturday evening When John returned from his football match, he hurried back to Val's, eager to see his mother again, even though it would soon mean a temporary end to his sexual adventures with Val. He had never forgotten her promise to try to fix it for him to see his mother's breasts and wondered if she had remembered too. Val met him at the door and ga...
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" What would you say to a threesome with Brock?"Frank asked. "Brock?" Fiona replied, " He does not seem like the type for a threesome. He is a good looking guy, but he seems pretty shy." Fiona said, thinking of the times she had met Brock. "I don't think I've ever seen Brock with a woman, are you sure he's not gay?" "He's not gay," Frank replied, " he jus...
Barbara was wearing a black shirt that night that was almost see through enough to make out her nipples if you looked hard enough through the embroidered birds and lace and whatnot. She unbuttoned it enough so her tits were practically flopping out. She pulled on her shortest cut offs over red panties. Was she over doing it? Maybe a little. But tonight was h...
He had been waiting in his office for some time now. Getting up occasionally to pace to the window, only to return to his desk, flick his pen around his fingers and stare at the phone. Thoughts of her had been infecting his mind ever since she started work there a few weeks ago. At least in his office he was consumed by thoughts of her in private. Meetings...
Gary had recently bought a high definition 42 inch TV and was looking forward to watching the Rugby World Cup final on it especially as England had shocked everyone by making it to the final against South Africa. I thought I would be in for a pretty boring Saturday evening and had contented myself doing some housework until Martin rang. I heard Gary answer...