He had never wanted to be a "dirty old man" -- especially since he wasn't even 30 yet -- but she was pushing the idea on him. He'd spent his masturbation-time with thoughts of her the previous two weeks -- and usually that time was dedicated to fantasy-girls he'd never meet. "Dirty old man" wasn't a man he man he wanted to be. But it was hard to fight the...
Katie Evans hadn't quite planned for this, to be leaning over a magazine counter in a public book store with an older man's massive cock twitching against her firm, athletic ass cheeks that were barely covered by the very short black miniskirt. Katie had landed in Philadelphia earlier than expected on her flight from Chicago Midway Airport and had headed st...
Of the many, and profound changes my wife's gone though in her life, one thing remained constant: when she gets high, watch out. She's never been what I'd call a pothead, but on occasion, she'll unwind with a joint, or bowl, or whatever, and that's almost invariably brings out the freak in her. Examples? Well, in college – before I met her – she once did a...
This is a 2014 Valentine's Day Contest entry. ~~~~~ Edited by ~~~~~ Willow bounded up the steps to the staff entrance breathing crisp fresh air and ready to start her new job. It was three weeks into the new year, and she would finally be able to support herself. When she graduated from high school four years earlier, the economy forced her to accept tempo...
This is the story of the night I discovered what turned me on. I still get goose bumps when I remember how I went from a shy girl who had never had an orgasm...to a wild woman who had learned that displaying herself in public and coming in front of strangers was best. I was a 19 year old college sophomore and I was sexually frustrated and curious and fille...
I've been getting a lot of requests lately for an erotic story that really happened to me. And as truth is stranger than fiction, and though the names have been change to protect the guilty, here's another one of my real adventures. And while some may call me white trash when making comments I suppose it is a matter of perspective. DS * * * * * Harry tosse...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story...
Chapter 2: My New Life Prologue: For some time Elisabeth had been thinking about having an affair with Randy, her boss, who had made several sexual overtures to her over a period of months. As her frustration with her husband's days away from home and lack of sexual interest grew, she decided that an afternoon with Randy would teach her the things she neede...
My phone lit up while I struggled to stay alert during a compliance meeting. Patience testing endeavors made necessary in a world run rampant with oppressive government oversight, digital fraud, and the potential of litigation due to just about anything. The call was from Dylan Langford, general counsel of a long-time client of mine, and someone I could exc...
NOTE: All characters in this story are over 18 years old. ***** "Pull up a little further so I don't have to step through that slush," Jessica said as her mom pulled up to the curb outside of the American terminal at Hopkins International airport. The snow had been increasing steadily all day, but Jessica didn't care, because she was heading to Hawaii. Je...