This is a fantasy I've had for quite some time, and that has been growing in my mind more and more. This is my first attempt at a story, please give me criticism. I can handle anything you throw at me, but I would appreciate as much feedback as possible. John is a military man, with a type a personality. He was 5'9", 180lbs, athletic build, short milita...
This is the end of the story, as far as Mike and Linda are concerned, until several years later. I'll tell you all about that, later, in the proper sequence. I think this particular event, although Linda had been screwed by two other men frequently, set up her need to see Mike again in those later years. 1d It was time to go. The final goodbye's had been...
While this installment doesn't feature a lot of Courtney, the golf cart girl, readers have asked for a update of what has transpired at the South Jersey course that featured a lot of naughty behavior. ***** One cool October day I was sitting in the cart barn in the back of the lot away from the golf course clubhouse, taking a quick break, thinking about w...
Lucy had travelled a long way in the past few years. From bedroom cross dresser, to out and about T girl. From T haunt socialite, to flirt ,to promiscuous thrill seeker. But it had never been enough. Chance bar room meets, one night stands, and hit and miss internet dates. Like many T girls she had started out as a confirmed heterosexual "getting off" on the...
They walked in together but their eyes and their hands were not making contact. They had traveled next to each other but their purpose was very different. Maria and I saw them almost at the same time and I rose to greet them while Maria looked away and slumped as if trying to be smaller and not be seen. She was gorgeous in every way. Her tall body swayed l...
I am a very independent, wealthy man that can take or leave most vices in this world. I do however have one weakness. This weakness is my beautiful wife Jenny. I can’t get enough of her. She complies by indulging me in my every fantasy no matter how bizarre. If I cannot learn to control my extreme desires to put her in outrageous sexual situations I fear I s...
Dave Fleming walked down the dimly lit corridor of the apartment building at a cavalier pace. He wore an expensive-looking suit, under a tan trench coat, and smoked a cigarette. Broad shouldered and well built, his physique had held up well over his 49 years, as had his salt-and-pepper head of hair. His face was tanned, the lines around his eyes deeply etche...
*For those who read the last story this one is set 10 years later and Sarah is married. *Any feedback, negative or positive is appreciated. Sarah rushed around the house straightening furniture and preparing for tonight's dinner. Tonight her husband of 8 years had promised to come home early to have a dinner party with the new neighbours across the road, t...
As a supervisor in a field office, the home office gave me quite a bit of responsibility in making personnel decisions regarding the twenty or so people that reported to me on a daily basis. I never let the responsibility for such things go to my head and I never used the little authority I had to bully any of my employees. I guess I shouldn't say never, tho...
My cock feels good as I write this morning. It is actually a little past noon, and my lap top computer is balanced on my lap as I write this on my bed. My cock is a bit sticky and half erect as it swells and moves as my thoughts reflect on the last few hours. I finally got to unload my swollen balls into my wife's cunt in the middle of last night. She hasn...