When the knock came on the door the next day, I was already naked and semi-hard in anticipation. C was rather surprised to see me like that when I opened it and decided to take advantage of the situation by reaching out to greet me by fondling my shaft, turning it rock hard in an instant by doing so. We stood there for a minute with the door open and her han...
I had always had the hots for my sisters friend named Melissa, long dark hair, brown eyes, and gorgeous long legs that ended at a perfect tight round ass. My birthday was today, and Melissa told me that she was coming over to give me a birthday surprise. She had promised to give me a real treat. Now I'll tell you I've lost count of the wet dreams I have had...
Four Days of Anticipation (Part 1) On Friday, Bettie arrived at Chris' work establishment wearing a long skirt, carrying a package in a brown paper bag, and sporting a suspiciously evil grin. Chris had expected nothing more than enjoying a short lunch and smoke break together, as that had become their routine to spend some time together during the week. Not...
Prologue You won't find any "Don't Panic" encyclopedias, end of the universe restaurant bartenders, laboratory mice, or intelligent fish to help you on your quest to scoring with galactic 3 tongue whores, cock twirling pussy nymphs or a host of other hot green-blooded titanium mining Aliens daughters, but rather this here "How-To" manual shall be your unive...
This is brief. This is food for thought, perhaps disturbing, to any wifey who reads this. Is it fantasy, or is it truth? Six long days. That's how long it had been since my sweet, beautiful, sexy wifey had felt like fucking. She was comfortable with once a week. Not me. Six long days, and about eight masturbation sessions. Porn and naughty chats filled my...
God's eyes opened to morning sunlight streaming in through the window blinds. God stretched his scrawny body then swung his leg over the edge of the bed to the floor. With a strain God tried to get up but found he could not. He reached for the Geritol on the night stand and took a healthy swig. "Yeah. Iron poor blood. That's my problem," he thought to himse...
It was a hot sultry night in the Louisiana bayou. The Spanish moss seemed to drip off the cypress trees it clung to. Claire hurriedly dressed as she prepared to sneak away under the cover the darkness would provide her. It would envelope her lush body like a rich cloak. Claire lived on her family's plantation. It was a lovely place and it had been willed to...
Revolution makes me horny. Since the days of the military take-over by that asshole son of a president, we've been running, hiding, meeting up in secret, sleeping in close quarters to stay safe, to keep warm. Last night was the last straw. We were cold, sleeping on a basement floor. It was my turn to be in the middle - lying on my side, Isaac spooned behind...
It was a Friday night which these days were just a sad reminder of why I had asked my husband to move out in the first place. His band was practicing... Again. Now don't get me wrong, I was happy he had interests and hobbies outside of work and the house. I think it's healthy but almost from the beginning he would choose his band over me. The final straw h...
Thinking back to our wedding and honeymoon in Florence, I am lulled into that warm space of comfort and love. With the simple words "I do" you brought me to a place where I would do anything and everything you wanted, needed, demanded and begged. That fourth night of our Italian escape, I was eager to crawl under the table at the Ristorante La Giostraon Bor...