This story is a continuation of our exhibitionist adventure set up for us by a beautiful but devious girl named Melissa. It can be read as a stand alone story, but would be better if you started at the beginning. Enjoy! * We arrive at the convenience store and park on the side of the building. The parking lot and the store are very well lit. We jump out o...
Does it always have to rain? This thought crosses my mind as I make a mad dash for my front door, getting soaked in the process. Just another night in Seattle. Then, wiping the wet hair out of my eyes, I throw myself through the door, slamming it shut loudly. The house is dim, and quiet, but then I hear the faint sounds of someone upstairs. Well, it's Izzie...
Hazel was woken by her husband rolling over and pulling most of the bedclothes off of the bed. As she rearranged the covers she looked at his sleeping form. As usual he was naked, fingers of one hand entwined in the dark curly hair she had once found so attractive and the fat penis she had once thought of as hers alone lying on his overweight belly and thick...
Agnes, grumbling a little, packs away the teddy bears and dolls (with the exception of one doll, which she says she loves too much, and it remains, looking at me from a chair). Then I ask her about Clarice's other things possibly going somewhere else too and she's instantly annoyed and glares at me: "Michael, you seem to think you own the place! I gave you...
There's no better work than a nice easy job, on a flat roof, in glorious sunshine, for a lady that just leaves you to get on with the job. I'd just finished re-fixing a gutter bracket for Jayne when I noticed that the lead flashing around her chimney, on the main house roof, was beginning to come away. I don't have the equipment or the insurance to fix a pr...
I felt like I had a lot to do for school and then realized i needed to do laundry and so i gathered all my clothes and sheets and threw them in the basket and carried it to the laundry room, going over the list of what I needed to accomplish along the way. I open the door to the laundry room and all those anxieties disappeared. There you stood, in just panti...
Her face was buried in the laundry on top of the washing machine. His hand on the back of her head, holding it down. Wrapped in that beautiful silky hair, her auburn curls tightly wound in his fingers. His other hand held her leg up onto the corner of the machine. It was one of those older machines, he mused, the kind that opened on the top with the little s...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I awoke the next morning to my cock trying to break free from it's cage. As I started to move I realised Mel was laying across my chest. As I laid there I pondered my predicament. Last night I wanted out of the cage, Mel asked me to wait. She also changed her mind and NOW wants...
Randy squared his shoulders as he walked out with the certificate in his hand and headed for the bus back home. Now he had a technical job and the certificate to prove it. He had been a slightly less than average student in high school, although he had been a four letter man in sports and a BMOC all through his senior year. The trouble with Randy was that he...
"'Bye, Jo." The door clicked shut, and Joanna could hear their footsteps on the pavement. They stopped in the street outside her window. She imagined Paul's leather-clad leg swinging over the big V-twin, then Caroline's slim form climbing on behind him, dressed in matching black leather, breasts pressing hard against his back. The engine roared for a few sec...